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Chpt. 1 This Dream Was All Gone
I keep going back to this dream, and I guess now I'll always dream of this. The blackness, the swirling vortexes of pain that blend together to form shapes. These shapes collide and form buildings and huts and…restaurants and the sweet shop I loved to go to buy lollipops and jawbreakers. Oooooh, and over there is the noodle stand, and over there is the book shop, oh how I loved it there. I remember I used to sit for hours reading horror stories that would scare and sicken me but they were so wonderful in any case. And then…..they seem distorted…blurry…black….
"Suri!?…….oh honestly….Suri!!"
"hhhmmm….."
"Resuri its time for breakfast!"
"…all right gramma…."
It was difficult waking up that morning to say the least. I usually slept so well that my body was too stubborn to move. Anyway, I remember crawling out of bed slowly, the blankets nudged aside with my foot. I scratched my stomach a bit after standing up and slowly stretched my arms over my head. Moving over to my dresser I my black and grey robe and looked at myself in the mirror. I wasn't much to look at (my personality was the card I preferred to use) as I had a tubby belly that I liked to hide. I was quite proud however of my fur, which was long and grey. See I am a mix breed of canine. I had large ears and brown eyes. Now that I think about, I'am not too shabby in the looks department. Boyish good looks indeed. Anyway……
I draped my robe over my shoulders and tied the white sash around my waist. I walked out of my dark room and took off down the stairs, careful not to trip. Gramma already had breakfast on the table. Mmmmmm….. Egg rolls….not quite breakfast material but she knew I liked them so she made them for me regularly. Wolfing them down, I gave her a peck on the cheek and ran out the door, I could hear her telling me to be careful as I sprinted towards the gates of our village. I had been living with Gramma for awhile, my parents fought all the time so……yunno. Anyway back to the point…
I had a secret. See, the other day I was out walking in the woods and I thought I heard a voice coming from a small hill. Curiosity got the better me, and as I trekked over said hill, I noticed a small crevice. As I got closer I noticed this ringing in my ears, even though everything was quiet. As I got closer, the ringing got louder but never hurt. I peering in and to my surprise the ringing stopped automatically on sight of the book
It was bound in some sort of brown leather and the words "Magna Infinium" were stitched into the cover with black thread. I picked the book up, which was a bit heavy but I got it nonetheless, and took a look. Upon closer inspection, I noticed that the cover had little symbols on it like one that looked like a flame and one that looked like an eye and another that looked like a snowflake. I grabbed the cover with my thumb and index finger and gently lifted the cover up to the first page and then…….light….
"Relapse…..Prevent…..Trigger……Intent…….."
I don't know how to explain why I woke up on my knees, tears streaming down my face, the book long gone. And I don't know why I knew.….things…. Like how to make the air about me get really cold or hot….or how if I concentrated on something I could make it sway and vibrate. It felt like I had opened a door in my body and let a breeze in. All I knew was that I wanted to go home and go to bed. I felt like I had been awake for days. Gramma said I looked pale when I got home…..she was always so caring…anyway…
When I felt I had gotten far away enough from the village. I pulled a wooden ball from my pocket and sat down. I set it down and stared at it. Harder….harder…hotter…hotter…and then the balls burst into a small flame…then colder….harder…colder….the ball froze and was coated in a slick layer of ice like a shell…..then….harder….harder….harder….and the ball gently rose into the air and floated right into my outstretched hand. And then "BOOOOOMMMM"
Looking behind me, smoke rose from the village. I leapt up and sprinted off….
Smoke…blood…a cackle…..a flash…..There were soldiers at the gate….I hid…2 hours of nauseating fear…..they marched off….the streets littered with bodies….I knew them….my house….Gramma hung from a rope from my window….a noose that had broken her neck…..behind me….he was dressed in blue….a soldier!?….he charged……I couldn't move…..the knife found its way into my ribcage……it hurt…focusfocusFOCUSharderharderPUSH…..the man flew and collided face first with a wall…….behind me…..more soldiers!?….no…. a bear…..a snake……a bird…………..something else……………collapse…….
"Who is he?"
"We don't know. One of the villagers from the look of his clothes. He was lying in the street."
"How did he survive the attack?"
"We don't know….one of the soldiers…….face crushed………..asleep…….go…."
"……….."
Silence.
A chirp.
I felt light…..the light was gentle when I opened my eyes. There was a snake next to me. There were flowers on……her head. She was wiping my brow with a cold rag. There was soft slide of the door to my right and a small creature crept over to me, a staff clicked softly against the floor after every two steps.
"How are you feeling?" came a gruff but gentle voice.
"I'm okay….I think…" I answered, my voice a bit raspy.
"Do you feel like you can move?"
"I'll try…."
I hoisted my sore body up onto my elbows and pushed with my forearms, bringing my self to a sitting position. I searched for the source of the voice. It came from a small red panda, he wore a red robe and carried a long staff in his left hand. He looked me over with blue eyes and said….
"Viper help him to the kitchen. I'll have Po get him something to eat."
With that he turned and paced back to the door. Upon grabbing the door he stopped and turned. He glanced at me with an almost guilty look in his eye. With that he left.
I glanced back at…..Viper….yeah….and she gave me a quick nod. She gently helped push me onto my feet and helped me to the door. I noticed that my robe was gone and in its place was a purple evening gown.
As we made our way down a wood corridor with six rooms all lined up, Viper said her first words to me.
"I hope you're hungry. Po makes the best dumplings in the entire valley.
Valley…?
Plz Review! On another note, I'm writing this in an effort to promote ShifuXPo fan fiction. If I can get people interested in Shifu's romantic side, then it just might work.