About the Book
Title: Gideon and the Crimson Samurai
Author: R.L. Baxter
Genre: Fantasy / Adventure
Gideon Joust is your average twelve-year-old boy, with all the growing insecurities one would expect, following the mysterious disappearance of his father. On one fateful day, the boy’s world is turned upside down – leading to a chance encounter with a brash child warrior: Kibishi the Crimson Samurai.
Ricky Baxter is the author of Gideon and the Crimson Samurai and a collection of short Novellas such as: Mother Gaia, A Sinless Horizon and The Worst Death. He is an avid blogger and speaker, giving advice and thoughts to fellow creators from all walks of life. Currently he lives in London England where he writes and blogs.
After short moments, the archer and samurai sit by the stream, looking out over the dull sunset. They remain quiet - Kibishi looking troubled, while Albion smiles evermore.
Kibishi: I still stand by what I said. We will part ways once we reach Valero. I cannot allow Gideon to follow me any further. He'll only end up dead.
Albion: I understand. However do you still stand by the other thing you said? The thing about: “Whoever said you and I were friends?” You didn’t honestly mean that – did you?
Kibishi: No... I didn’t mean that. I just don’t want Gideon to trust in me – that’s all.
Albion: And why would you not want somebody to trust you? Friendship is based on trust after all?
Taking a moment to think about his reply, Kibishi bites his lips together while Albion awaits his answer.
Kibishi: When you trust someone... you expect much from that person. You rely on them and look to them for help. I am not capable of doing any of those things, hence why I am not suitable to be Gideon’s friend. If something ever happened to him, I would never forgive myself.
Albion: Hahaha, you and Gideon are so similar. You both are burdened with this cloud of doubt and self-pity. However, if there is one thing that I would criticize about your friendship, it’s that you both assume Gideon to be weak when he is in fact more capable than anyone here.
With a suspicious expression, Kibishi glares upon Albion for many moments.
Kibishi: What are you trying to say?
Albion: Come now, Crimson samurai. You mean to tell me that the thought did not cross your mind, at least once? Gideon is the son of the famous “Miracle Gunman”. Why are you treating him as a weak comrade? That is not a good sign of a friend. Real friends
Gideon leaps off the bed and slowly approaches the bedroom window - peering up at the sky. He takes a deep breath as if preparing for another long day – watching as the townspeople carry on with their daily lives. The variation of people is quite something, compared to his home city of Shen. The boy stares in awe at: farmers, market sellers, and groups of unsupervised youth – to warriors, bounty hunters, adventurers, swordsmen, and mystics. In Shen, such diversity is unheard of, but outside its walls, the world seems to be a free-for-all of characters. Suddenly without warning, Kibishi pokes his head into the room from outside, inches from Gideon’s face - breaking his focus. Gideon falls backward, startled by his appearance.
Gideon: Ahhh... - don’t scare me like that Kibishi! And what are you doing outside?
Kibishi: I slept outside – moron. Besides, you’re always afraid of everything so it didn’t make a difference as to how I greeted you. Anyway let’s get going now. That witch is already complaining that we're taking too long.
Gideon: Huh, you want us to leave now? But it’s only nine o' clock and I just woke up!
The samurai leaps into the room before yawning, casually.
Kibishi: I just woke up too, but I guess we have no choice. Besides, the quicker we finish this task, the sooner we can resume our search for your father. Get up rich boy - we have work to do!