A/n: Ok, everyone chill out this is my story! Don't freak out ok, I forgot my info..:'( and I read all of your reviews for The Girl who reached for the Stars and Walk through the Fire and I wanted to cry and I mean cry because I was like how did I forget my email for Randompenmenship, blame it on kids and some serious lack of sleep. But don't worry because I'm reposting it under my new user name, k don't be all crazy and shit and flame me. I had a lot go on in the past couple of months. So for everyone who cares Davi turned one in june, yay Davi and Shi is turninging three in November tehe they make me feel But anyways on with reposting and the new chapter

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The Girl Who Reached for the Stars

Prologue:

There is a legend from a land beyond the sea; it's about a woman who changed her destiny. I too will change my destiny, when I was a small child I sat by my grandmother's feet and listened to the story of this woman.

The Ballad of Mulan (Ode of Mulan)

Tsiek tsiek and again tsiek tsiek,

Mulan weaves, facing the door.

You don't hear the shuttle's sound,

You only hear Daughter's sighs.

They ask Daughter who's in her heart,

They ask Daughter who's on her mind.

"No one is on Daughter's heart,

No one is on Daughter's mind.

Last night I saw the draft posters,

The Khan is calling many troops,

The army list is in twelve scrolls,

On every scroll there's Father's name.

Father has no grown up son,

Mulan has no elder brother.

I want to buy a saddle and horse,

And serve in the army in Father's place."

In the East Market she buys a spirited horse,

In the West Market she buys a saddle,

In the South Market she buys a bridle,

In the North Market she buys a long whip.

At dawn she takes leave of Father and Mother,

In the evening camps on the Yellow River's bank.

She doesn't hear the sound of Father and Mother calling,

She only hears the Yellow River's flowing water cry tsien tsien.

At dawn she takes leave of the Yellow River,

In the evening she arrives at Black Mountain.

She doesn't hear the sound of Father and Mother calling,

She only hears Mount Yen's nomad horses cry tsiu tsiu.

She goes ten thousand miles on the business of war,

She crosses passes and mountains like flying.

Northern gusts carry the rattle of army pots,

Chilly light shines on iron armor.

Generals die in a hundred battles,

Stout soldiers return after ten years.

On her return she sees the Son of Heaven,

The Son of Heaven sits in the Splendid Hall.

He gives out promotions in twelve ranks

And prizes of a hundred thousand and more.

The Khan asks her what she desires.

"Mulan has no use for a minister's post.

I wish to ride a swift mount

To t home home."

When Father and Mother hear Daughter is coming

They go outside the wall to meet her, leaning on each other.

When Elder Sister hears Younger Sister is coming

She fixes her rouge, facing the door.

When Little Brother hears Elder Sister is coming

He whets the knife, quick quick, for pig and sheep.

"I open the door to my east chamber,

I sit on my couch in the west room,

I take off my wartime gown

And put on my old time clothes."

Facing the window she fixes her cloudlike hair,

Hanging up a mirror she dabs on yellow flower powder

She goes out the door and sees her comrades.

Her comrades are all amazed and perplexed.

Traveling together for twelve years

They didn't know Mulan was a girl.

"The he hare's feet go hop and skip,

The she hare's eyes are muddled and fuddled.

Two hares running side by side close to the ground,

How can they tell if I am he or she?"

I wanted to change my fate the same as she, because from the moment I was born in my village I would never be the same as the other girls. I would never be content with an arranged marriage with a man that I did not know. Deep within my heart I craved for the chance to prove myself worthy as any man, and so one day I left my village by the sea in search of something or anything more than the life of a young wife bearing sons and daughters to a poor man. The journey would prove to be difficult and harsh, but it would also prove to be the smartest decision I ever made.