Here's the first chapter for the 2nd book. If you have not read the first book, you might want to go back and read it because if you start to read this one. You won't understand some of the situations and you'll get confused. I'll be posting chapter 2 soon. Post comments, but be nice.
High above the waterfalls, in the misty lands lives a boy with his father. This boy's name is Miroku. Every morning, his father trained him with special techniques.
When his father had time on his hands, he would show Miroku how to attract a woman. Actually in Miroku's case he was learning how to attract girls.
"Now remember son, when you hold the young lady's hand, say 'will you bear my child'," said Miroku's father.
"Would if she doesn't like that?" asked Miroku.
"Keep trying and be romantic too."
"Why do I have to do this father?"
"Because you're a monk like me."
"I know, but why do I need to ask them for children?"
"It's important for you to have sons Miroku."
"Why?"
"So they can pass on the curse."
"Curse? What curse?"
"Come with me. It's time you knew about this."
Miroku followed his father to an open field with a few dead trees. He sat his son down on a boulder and he walked to the center of the field.
"Watch this," he said.
He removed the beads from his arm and opened his right hand at the dead trees.
"WIND TUNNEL!" he screamed.
The dead trees got sucked out of the ground and into the wind tunnel. They disappeared into the monk's hand. Miroku's eyes widened in amazement. His father closed his hand and sealed it with the beads.
"Come Miroku," he said.
"Where are we going?" he asked.
"To our ancestor's sanctuary."
"No one has been in there for years daddy."
"It's time we went in there. I'll show you some secrets my father showed me in that sanctuary."
They entered their ancestor's sanctuary and sat themselves on seat cushions. It was dark inside. Miroku helped his father light candles.
"Father what caused this curse?" he asked.
"The wretched demon Naraku," he replied.
"Who's Naraku?"
"Naraku was once a human being like everyone else. He lived in our village long ago. We got along pretty well, but he disappeared one night and came back as a hideous beast. The other monks tried to fight him off but it was no use. Our ancestors have been cursed by Naraku's evil power. Then he destroyed half the village. Once he was satisfied, he vanished once more."
"So our ancestors failed to kill him?"
"Naraku is very difficult to kill. You can cut him up into many pieces and he'll restore himself."
Miroku tightened his fists. He felt anger rising. He stood up in front of his father.
"I want to find this Naraku. I'll destroy him," he said.
"Miroku, are you planning to find your destiny?" his father asked.
"My destiny?"
"When you travel down your path, will you find your destiny?"
"Of course father."
His father smiled at him.
"Your path may be long and wide. If you plan to walk your path now, take this with you," he said.
He handed his son a big gold staff.
"The monk's staff," said Miroku.
"This staff belonged to my father. It will help you defeat Naraku," his father replied.
Miroku took a hold of it, but it was so tall that it pulled him to the ground.
"The monk staff is a little big for you, but don't worry you'll grow to it. Go seek your destiny son," his father said.
Miroku got up and forced his grip on the Monk staff.
"I won't let you down," he said.
He walked out of the sanctuary and out in the sun. He walked down the road and into the woods.
TO BE CONTINUED………
