THE COST OF EXPERIENCE
MangaMistress: I've been doing quite a lot of Darren Shan fics lately so i thought i should work on one of those other fics i had piling up in my head. Enjoy
Disclaimer: I do not own The character form Xiaolin showdown except for the extra I added to this fic. So no steali' my character!
Once there was a child who believed the world was kind.
A good friend showed the child kindness but also taught that the world was cruel.
The friend was trusted. The friend was loved.
The friend betrayed that trust and violated that love.
The child was hurt. The child was scarred, so the child killed the friend. The child became bitter. The child became cold. The child ran away, leaving her childhood behind.
Omi couldn't contain himself. It was just like when his friends first arrived to the temple. Well, it was more or less that. Master Fung announced at breakfast that an old student would be returning to the temple. Omi became ecstatic. He was always so eager to learn from new people. The number of games, holidays and other things he learned form Kimiko, Raimondo and Clay were barley a scratch into the vast wide world he still had to see. Where could this person be from? What warrior level were they at? Will it be a another superior boy or another girl to help clean and cook? For some reason kicked him into a wall for saying that. Omi tried to get Dojo to tell him more about this old student.
"Sorry kid" he said "but it's a surprise" All morning Omi pondered. He loved a good mystery but this was getting frustrating so, he sat idly on the front porch of the temple with his head in hands just staring into nowhere.
The sky grew darker after a while. A wave of grey and black clouds was stretching wide and far, moving closer and closer to the temple. They rumbled louder than clays stomach before lunch. Omi watched as a wall of water swept across the valley. He hoped whoever was coming would reach the temple just before the rain did. Sadly, they didn't and Omi sighed and dragged himself inside to find the others. Hours slowly crawled by and the rain continued to pour. While the others shovelled down their dinner, Omi twiddled his rice with his chopsticks.
"You all right little buddy?" said Clay through a mouthful of food.
"I wish to know when our new friend will be arriving. It has been nearly a whole day and they have yet to arrive" he whined. There was a loud swallow form Raimondo.
"Quit worrying dude. They're probably crashing some where's 'till the rain stops"
Omi accepted what Raimondo said and went back to eating but he couldn't shake the feeling that there was something unnatural about the weather. His element was water and his instincts itched away at his skin as if something was warning him.
Must Pee! Must Pee! Must Pee! Must Pee! Must Pee! Must Pee! Must Pee! Must Pee!
"Aahhhh" Relief. One of the most annoying ways to wake up is in the middle of the night when your bladder is about to burst. As Omi walked down the hallways, happily humming a tune to himself, he heard the heavy drum of the rain against the roof. He gazed out of a large window and his smile sagged when that strange feeling made itself known again. The hallways now seemed much taller and darker than before so he walked a little quicker. After a while he came to the open doorway that lead the courtyard and the main entrance. Master Fund was out there and so was someone else. They were facing each other, not saying anything, just standing firm and still in the rain like it wasn't even there. It was dark but from what Omi could make out, whoever was out there was about Master Fung's height and seemed to be dressed entirely in black. Omi hid behind a pillar and tried to blend into the shadows close enough to hear them without being noticed. He focused on Master Fung because he was easily recognised. He looked angry; his fists were clenched tightly but he looked like he was trying to say something rather than preparing to fight. Omi could just make out the stranger speaking.
"Go ahead" was all Omi heard. Out of nowhere, Master Fung threw himself at this person and wrapped his arms around them. Omi starred in awe. It was a strange thing to see. Omi had never seen Master Fung hug anyone before Omi was even more mesmerised at the how the strange did not respond to Master Fung at all. They just stood there as stiff and lifeless as a stone statue while Master Fung hugged tighter and tighter.
I know this i a short chapter but i thought that was the best way to work it in. The next chapter will be much longer. I just have to type it up. Hopefully i'll get it done soon. Please review or you will find out what will happen Oh, and if you sopt any mistakes that i missed then feel free to point them out 'cause i'm really bad at proofreading.