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Chapter One: Legend of 'The Warning'
"Many years ago, this town we live in used to be a relatively large town called, Hari. Named this simply because it was such a fragile place, in the sense, spiritual beings were able to pass through to our world, from there, so easily. The fact that many human sacrifices had taken place in Hari didn't help much either"
"To reduce the amount of spirits, the village had a priestess who performed special rituals, daily. To do such, successfully, the priestess had to stay pure. In other words, she had to remain a virgin to keep the village safe. If she lost her pureness, the rituals would become useless.
"Without the rituals, the spirits would overpopulate the village destroying everything and everyone in their path. The villager's only answer would be sacrifice animals in order to save the village. The priestess strongly opposed to the unnecessary slaughter of animals so she agreed to the law of purity. She was nineteen at the time but still extremely powerful. Some people claimed she was able to posses any living creature's body-"
"What's a virgin?" A younger voice interrupted.
The two older boys rolled there eyes.
Anyways, as the years went by, the villagers noticed an increase in the number of accidents instead of an expected decrease. Sometimes it would be the other way around but either way everything was supposed to be stable. The problem being, that it wasn't.
"One day Selima, a red head from the village, went up to the shrine to see if the priestess had any idea about the sudden disturbance in Hari. Instead, when she arrived, she saw two pairs of legs-one female the other male- sticking out from underneath a pile of blankets scattered on the floor".
"Selima turned a shade of red, similar to her hair, when the faint sounds of moaning rose from under the sheets. There were two lumps under the blankets that seemed to be...bodies".
"With a mumbled apology, Selima ran from the shrine and headed straight home, hoping to forget the disturbing scene she had stumbled upon."
"When the priestess heard footsteps leaving the shrine, she knew they'd been caught. She eased herself away from the red-eyed man and ran a hand through her blonde hair, now damp from their activities. 'What's the matter sweet cheeks?,' he had asked. In response, the priestess wrapped a robe around her naked body and paced around the room. Something was bothering her."
"The red-eyed man stood up and held the woman's shoulders in a tight grip so she couldn't move. There was something about his gaze unnerved her. It was as if his crimson orbs were burning through her flesh and into her soul. Now, the man's eyes were cold and his blue two-toned hair looked wild. 'Are you worried that someone may find out that you're not as perfect as you let on?', the man sneered.
The woman in his grip hung her head. When she looked back up at him, her eyes were blazing but at the same time, filled with tears. Quietly, she said. 'I'm worried about the consequences of my actions'. The grip on her shoulders suddenly tightened, loosened and then disappeared altogether. The priestess didn't bother to look up."
"Fully dressed now, the man whispered goodbye and left the shrine. The priestess slumped to her knees. She felt like crying but didn't. It was her own fault. She'd let that gorgeous man sweet talk his way into her quarters and on more than one occasion.
"Slowly, the priestess put herself in the meditative position and thought about what would become of the village. She had broken the law of purity and would have to suffer the consequences. But she had the rest of the day to think about that".
"About eight and a half months later, Selima went to visit the village priestess for the first time since the 'incident'. She hadn't told anyone about it or had come in any contact with the woman".
"When Selima arrived, she heard the faint sound of heavy breathing. She was nervous at first but then stepped in a clear liquid that seemed to be coming from deeper inside the shrine. Then it occurred to Selima that the priestess had been pregnant! She had gone into labour and her water just broke".
"The red head was at her lady's side in an instant. The priestess was breathing heavily and her face was twisted in an expression of pain. When Selima told her that she needed to see a doctor, the blonde vigorously shook her head. The swollen stomach shook as well, causing the priestess to cry out".
"Eventually, Selima got the pregnant woman to change her mind. When the village doctors arrived, they were both worried and outraged that this was what had become of their priestess".
"Word of the sudden pregnancy had gotten around pretty quick and the village decided that after the priestess had given birth, she would be executed but the child would be spared. The priestess had broken the law of purity and would have to face the consequences, no matter how harsh they seemed".
"Finally after 22 hours of labour, the priestess gave birth to a beautiful blue eyed baby boy. She lay there stroking his mass of blonde hair and then thrust the baby into Selima's arms".
"It was time for the priestess to die"
"Selima tried to protest but the exhausted woman whispered to her that she was the protector and should watch over the baby carefully. That was the last time Selima ever saw the village priestess".
"Silently, they carried the woman off into the night. The blonde didn't try to kick or yell. She kept her face neutral until they brought her to the bridge. Then she let out a dry laugh and asked, 'Who's idea was this?' The same red eyed that had shared her bed only eight and a half months earlier, stepped forward with a lop-sided grin on his face, half expecting her to break down and cry."
"Instead, she smirked and spat in his face. Walking boldly, the priestess leaned close to his ear and whispered 'He has my eyes'. The man, obviously understanding what she meant, went red with rage and slapped her hard across the cheek. He demanded that the woman be thrown off the bridge immediately. Since no one was willing to do it, the red eyed man ended up pushing her over the railing himself".
"It was when she was falling that the priestess broke her silence. She kept shouting 'Three's the warning' all the way down. Then everything went quiet again. The village people cleared away from the bridge and returned to their houses."
"Back at the village, the baby in Selima's arms remained silent. He never cried for anything. However, a week after the death of the village priestess, a terrible scream ripped through the air, causing the baby to wake up and for the first time, the baby started to cry. When the scream died out, the baby's cries stopped".
"This left Selima puzzled but it left the rest of the village annoyed, especially the red-eyed man. He'd been even more annoyed the second time it happened, only a few days after the first scream. The sun was just setting when the priestess' killer went outside to track down the source of the irritating voice."
"The villagers insisted that he forget about it but, the man was very stubborn and wouldn't listen to them. He searched and searched until he unconsciously found himself back at the bridge, still empty-handed. Fifteen minutes into his search, the red-eyed man heard it."
"The third scream."
"The scream had sounded so close, almost as if it was right beside him. When the bridge beneath him began to give way, the man's own, voice joined the higher pitched one. The last thought he had was 'Three's the warning' then, he was squashed like a bug from the impact of his fall."
"Meanwhile, at the village, the priestess' new born baby died in Selima's arms. As a matter a fact, right after the third scream died out, the baby boy abruptly stopped breathing and died of suffocation."
"In crooked letters, the words 'Three's the warning' was inscribed on the infant's tombstone. No one knows how it got there and no one questioned it either. They had other things to worry about."
"Taking this mystery as a sign of some sort, Selima vowed to be guardian over the bridge. She had no idea what it needed to be protection for but believed that the bridge was the gateway spirits used to cross over to our world. The villagers accepted this idea and rebuilt the bridge, at Selima's request."
"Since then, the numbers of deaths decreased but the deaths that did occur were, for some reason, more violent. Many say that Selima lived in a house not far from the overpass..."
"What a load of bullshit" A deep voice cut in. "Obviously you're trying to scare me. Everybody knows that the 'house not far from the overpass' is the house I live in, he added mockingly.
"Ask your, mother sometime. Maybe she's heard of Selima," the other boy suggested.
"Oh please, Tala. You don't actually believe in that crap about 'spirits' do you?"
"Calm down, Oozi. It's just a damn story."
"Do you believe it?"
"Maybe...and please don't swear around my little brother." Tala signaled his thumb towards the small figure beside him.
The 'little brother' snorted. "I'm not that little ya know". His crimson eyes flashed in annoyance.
"Sorry kiddo, but being six years of age doesn't qualify as old enough."
"Shut up Oozi!" Angered by the overuse of his nickname, the older boy grabbed a near-by pillow and whacked Tala's little brother with it.
Well he tried to anyways.
The younger boy ducked just in time and countered the attack with his own pillow, catching the unprepared teen in the face. From the impact, the older boy flew backwards and landed heavily on the floor.
"Ozuma! Oh my god! Are you o.k.?" Tala's little brother stammered. Ozuma smiled from his spot on the ground. He held both hands to his head and managed to struggle out a sentence.
"Damn Kai. You sure don't...you don't know your own strength."
With that, all three boys were thrown into a huge fit of laughter. When everything settled down, the boys crawled over to their sleeping bags to get a good nights rest. Ozuma was the first to be visited by the sandman. Kai checked to make sure Ozuma was asleep before he asked, "What was the name of the priestess?"
Tala stifled a yawn. "Her name was Judy. Why?"
"No reason I just..."
"You scared?"
"No". Kai blushed.
Shaking his head in amusement, Tala turned on his side in the sleeping bag and tried to get some shuteye. Kai did the same. "Judy..." he whispered before he drifted off to sleep.
The Hiwatari mansion became silent once more and seemed to be at rest, seeing as all its inhabitants were in a deep slumber.
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'Tis chapter one! It may seem a bit confusing at first but by...let's say...chapter 5 or 6? You should get a better understanding of the plot by then...if you don't already. Heck, I don't even understand the plot but hey! That doesn't mean I won't update! lol! Anyways...make sure to review!
'Till next time,
- T-Bisqit