The Fire Deep Inside...
The fire born inside, When the fourth month dies, The keeper is born, And when sixteen years, come and go, The fire will be released...They didn't know who, or where, but they knew they'd find out...when fifteen years was up...Sucky summary I know, but hey, give the first chapter a try, you don't like it, you can just leave the story to rot :)
Disclaimer: I am not the lucky owner of Xiaolin Showdown sigh WHY!?!?...cough
Prologue: Discovery
Burning...
That's all there was. Fire everywhere. But...someone was crying.
"What did I do!?" a scream pierced from the sobs wearily.
The fire wasn't dying down, instead, it roared more and more...Burning everything and possibly even everyone in it's path.
Time...
It's hard to accumulate how long it has been at times.
Maybe just moments...seconds? Minutes? Or perhaps hours?
He couldn't tell how long it'd been. All he knew was that the lights in the city were getting brighter, which meant the sun outside this busy atmosphere was drifting away. He thought for sure it'd been a least a couple hours, and yet...he had found nothing.
He didn't exactly know what he was looking for, although he had a slight clue...and yet, it wasn't as much as a something than a somewhere.
Somewhere...
That's right...somewhere...that's what he'd been looking for. Not something...just somewhere.
Curious word somewhere. he thought, chuckling before he took a step forward. Blinking slowly, he thought perhaps looking around would be best to do. After all...the 'somewhere' he was looking for was quite a bit closer than he expected.
Pushing his way past the last of the people he finally saw what had been described to him earlier that week. A very tall building that looked something like a large hotel. He stepped through the doors and stood, gaping at the view of the room. No...there was no time for that. He had something he must do. He walking quickly to the elevator and clicked the arrow pointing down.
Ding!
This man was Toshiro Tohomiko.
He was a very good looking man, roughly around thirty-five. Quite creative with electronics, although, he had nothing really all that good.
He stepped in just as the elevator door was opening, and just as it was closing, he again pushed a botton.
But this was no arrow...it was a number
26...
Time...
Had it been only moments...seconds? Minutes? Or perhaps hours?
She didn't know. All she knew was that the light was growing more and more from the city surrounding her. There fore, the natural light from the sun was fading, far off in the distance.
She ran down the street, dodging in and out of people going to opposing way. Her plan was to get to one particular place before her time ran out.
I've got to make it! Her mind screamed at her to go faster, but there just seemed to be more and more people everytime her mind repeated these words. She looked up, scanning the surrounding buildings for some clue...
anything!
Perfect! There it is! She smiled as she thought these words and began to roughly push her way through the people.
She was heading to a building, which she knew quite well.
The building was very large, and looked quite similar to a hotel.
She could see an elevator go up, and hoped her brain was right.
This woman was Sayuri Riksurka.
She was a very beautiful woman with silky black hair and unusual sapphire eyes. Her age was roughly around thirty-four.
Stumbling through the door, she ran to the elevator and pushed what looked like the down arrow. She giggled at what was probably waiting for her at her destination, becuase she herself, was usually always the second to arrive.
Ding!
Just as quickly as the door had opened she slipped in and closed it again. She pressed her slim finger on the button reading a number.
26...
Running out of the elevator, almost so quick that the crack in the silvery door wasn't big enough for her to fit through.
Sayuri jumped into his arms, wrapping her own arms around his neck and giving him a kiss. Toshiro held her tight, returning the kiss as it came.
Scrolls...
Interesting thing they are...very rarley used anymore, but keep ancient secrets hidden inside of them, that many don't have the pleasure or reward of discovering.
A set of puny green hands placed yet another of these fascinating parchments of paper down and sigh heavily.
"You are tired...rest...I will continue your search."
A very tired looking dragon yawned as he looked up at his old friend that he was ever so fond of, only to see light and icy, but kind eyes glaring down at him.
"Fungster..." he breathed, trying to hold back another yawn. "I'm not tired...you can still count on your old buddy...Dosho..." The dragon again yawned, this time, the erdge too great to resist.
"Dojo...my friend...sleep..."
"Alright! Alright! But just for you...Master Fung..." his voice trailed as he passed the monks coming into the scoll room to join Master Fung, muttering something on his way.
Master Fung picked up the next two scrolls in the pile and opened them both. Reading over them quickly, he hurriedly rolled up one once again, and read the other more closely.
The other monks hovered over his shoulder to see what it said.
"What does it mean?" one breathed.
"I do not now..." Master Fung replied, honestly in his voice, true and pure. "But I do not wish to find out until it is time." He kept the scroll unrolled on the small table inside the room.
Unrolling itself more as the candle flame beside it began to dance.
The fire born inside,
When the fourth month does die,
The keeper is born,
And when sixteen years,
Come and go,
The fire will be released...
Unfortunatly, no one did know what it meant. And like said before...No one wished to find out, until it is time...
First chapter sorta sucked in my opinion, but i couldn't find another way to start it out lol...well since I finished one of the three fanfics I'm have been working on, I thought I'd try something a little different. :) well I hope you like it, please review and keep reading...Thanks so very much:D Tell me what you think.