Forest
Dreams
CH.1
So many stand in awe
as they look upon the forest and yet never think of what they have done. They think of all that lives but never what
does not because of them. Never do they
relive what they caused but now what is gone will never come back.
No
one stands in awe looking at the vast fields where cows roam. They do not know what was ounce there. They do not know what was lost. They chose not understand what happened here
or know all the blood that was shed, for they only know there dreams of the
forest with so many trees reaching up for the heavens. None knew the dreams of all that was forest,
of those who lost their forest dreams.
So long ago deep within the mist of
the largest forest in Japan lurked many creatures. They roamed free their hearts wild they lived listening to their
instincts. The beauty of the forest,
most of which had never once see a human or heard ones voice sat quietly in the
mist. The wind sang like it had since
the day the forest was created. The
song of the wind with so many soft echoes was that of Urshera the wind
sprit. Few could see her but deep down
they had known she was there. She
watched and listened to all who lived in the forest.
The cool misty atmosphere hung over
the forest floor making the visibility very poor. For the moment Ursherea's song was quiet. Suddenly the silence was broken as a pack of
wolves swiftly chased their prey. The
alpha wolf's paws hit the ground softly as he ran full sprint. His speed made his body look as if he was a
huge black bullet. The rest of his pack
trailed close behind as they began to close in on the deer. The deer its self was old and could no long
run as fast as it once had. The day was
like so many that had come before it.
This was before so many battles where fought this was before all was
lost.
Some where in the old
field where cows a grazing in a vast desolate sea of grass protrudes a large
bolder sticking out of the ground like a tall island. It's not very wide but it rises sharply to nine feet in height
with step sides. Many fires have scared
the rock but on top cradled in he stone is the key to what happened here so
long ago.
As the wolves ran directing
all there attention to their prey one suddenly stopped. It smelt something that it had never
encountered. Then since the rest of the
pack had chose to ignore it the wolf thought best to join its pack in the
hunt. What he had smelt was now
watching his white figure run back to his pack. What he had smelt was a man.
The man held a long bow with
numerous arrows in a small sack by his side.
After he watched the wolves run past he took a deep breath and walked
slowly forward. The trees opened up to
a small meadow with a huge bolder sticking up above the ground. As the poor man walked forward his pulse
quickened. He wasn't sure if what he
wanted to find what he had been looking for any more. As he took a few steps forward he saw the out line of the creature
he had searched for.
The creature turned its massive head,
which was covered in fur of a color like that of snow. It's huge blues as light as the sky gazed at
the man with slightly gaining interest.
The man could barley see the creature's horns from between the large
almost rabbit like bushy ears. It's
horns where somewhat small and looked like two sticks that where laid side by
side on there back. Both horns had one
sing point in front and branched of into two points in back. As the creature waited for the man to speak
the wind made little waves that softly passed through his fur. His main seemed most effected by the slight
wind.
The man trembled but for a good
reason. He stood in front of something
that was unlike anything else in the forest.
This creature was much larger than any of his bulls and could probably
shred even the most ferocious bear in the region if not the world. He had heard stories of this creature from
many who had encountered him. This
wasn't just a legend for right in front of him was the God KanShu.
"If he exists than so must Urshera."
Whispered the man softy under his breath.
KanShu watched the man patently not
knowing this day wasn't going to be so normal.
Then the man bowed slowly and took a deep breath. He didn't turn his face to look at KanShu
because he was terrified to see the face of a god no matter how humble it
looked. He tried for a second to calm
down but gave up it was useless anyway KanShu could smell his fear.
"Dear, KanShu gods of this forest I
do not mean to disturb you but may I ask a favor of you." Said the man who was quivering out of fear.
KanShu nodded his head continued to
watch the man as spoke. Not too many
people ever entered the forest and most who did had the sense to ask. KanShu was usually just asked if someone
could take the life of one animal because they didn't have enough food. KanShu would almost always agree. He knew they would only take what they
needed so as far as he could remember he had never declined one favor.
This seemed no deferent for the man
asked in a worried voice "Lord or God KanShu please can I take one life from
your forest."
Kanshu's head nodded as he began to
slowly pick his massive body up. His
two bushy tails swayed softly in the breeze.
The man saw the nod and walked away quickly. Even though KanShu gave him the OK he was still worried about why
KanShu was getting up. KanShu didn't
even make a sound as he stood up slowly and gracefully. He jumped down off the bolder.
That when he sensed it. KanShu didn't know what it was for he
couldn't smell it, see it, or hear it the only reason he knew it was there was
his ability to feel the unknown. That's
we're his name came from. In Japanese
KanShu meant "Lord of the Six Sense".
He didn't like this feel, and was looking around quickly for what was
there.
Suddenly something was dropped in the
bushes not for away. KanShu perked his
ears up at the sound. He was listening
for more when all of the sudden he saw what seemed to be a gigantic black and
red streak. Before he could even move
he felt two small but jagged horns pushed into his side by the most powerful
thrust he had known yet. The hit was
not over until KanShu found himself knocked unbelievably hard into his bolder
where he had just been resting. He
looked down to see what was holding him up and found he was covered in
blood. The creature released him
slowly.
"How dare you let a human in the
forest that Urshera sleeps." The
creature snarled in a voice that sounded more like growl than anything
else.
KanShu looked over the creature for
a moment. It was hard to tell what the
creature looked like because it was covered in blood. Numerous wholes littered his body from a source KanShu didn't
know. Several arrows stuck out from the
bleeding creature. The creature its
self was slightly larger than KanShu and resembled a bull in shape. His horns where smaller than most normal
sized bulls but this creature also possessed two pairs of huge tusk and a row
of spikes witch lined his back. One of
the creature's huge eyes was sealed shut by blood and had an arrow protruding
out of it.
Then the thought hit KanShu that this was not a god
any more this was a Demon. As he looked
be hind the creature quickly he saw a trail or blood. Then he knew most of the blood on him was from the Demon. Even though most of the blood wasn't his own
he could still feel it rushing out of his own wound.
"Why did you let him in your forest? Is this not the place you are meant to
protect? ANSWER ME KANSHU!" The creature roared as loud as he could.
"First who are you?" KanShu replied in a voice that seemed much more calm.
"I was the God Corias from the Sun drenched valley
to the south but now the humans have taken that place away from all who was
good. So now I warn you. I have failed but now you must not let this
place die for it is the home of Urshera.
Why did you let that human enter?"
KanShu had remembered hearing about Corias as a God
but know as a Demon it seemed as though KanShu was looking at a whole different
creature. As a God Corias had been a
huge yellowish elk with three horns from what KanShu heard, and his voice had
been almost bell like. As he know stood
almost dead in front of KanShu a flame of hate flickered in his eye.
Then to the amazement of both of then, an arrow
struck Corias's bloody hide. As they
both turned they saw the man with the bow and arrows KanShu had let enter the
forest earlier.
Authors Note; OK I know a pathetic
attempt for a cliffhanger but what can I say I'm new at this. I must say one very interesting thing
happened when writing this story, and that was the fact I came up with KanShu's
name while writing this story. I at the
time I stuck with the name because it was unique. One day Lyra Kamiya (how knows quiet a bit of Japanese) told me
what it meant. Lord of the Six Sense
was the actual meaning. It was almost
creepy how well it went into my story and how I thought the name up out of nowhere. OK that's it for now please email me at
minimetal_g@hotmail.com with suggestions for the story.
