"Things Change" by Justinian14
Summary: Fate has already decided that our lives will change, its how we change that we can decide. Follow a young man as his life changes and he is thrown into a world of war, love, and other things.(Wu based)
Author's Notes: First Fanfic so it might take me a while to get into this writing thing. Please be Patient.
Many of the events in this story are based a lot on the book and the characters, obviously, are based on the game.
Chapter 1 "The Reunion"
"Ahhhh. I love the water. The only thing better than the flowing river is the open sea."
"Keep your pants on, Ning. We're only here to check on the river defenses, not to take a vacation."
"Come on Shang Xiang, I've been stuck in that fortress for months now." Responded the ex-pirate, Gan Ning, as he scooped up a handful of water and splashed it on his face.
Sun Shang Xiang took of her shoes and dipped her feet in the cool water. "At least you get to go outside. I'm stuck in that dingy old fort all day."
"Then aren't you glad that you have a friend, who is willing to risk his life to sneak you out on patrol with him." He paused as he squatted down about to go for another handful of water. "Maybe its about time you returned the favor." Giving Sun Shang Xiang a small grimacing smile before returning his attention back to the water. But before he was able to scoop up anymore, he received a kick in his rear. He tumbled, head first, into the cold water.
"Sick Jerk!" Sun Shang Xiang angrily yelled, as she got up ready to leave.
Gan Ning quickly raised himself out of the water and with an angry look on his face, he yelled, "I meant make me a new bow, I just broke the last one you gave me. Geez! This water is freaking freezing."
Sun Shang Xiang, embarrassed by her assumption, looked away from Gan Ning and gazed out along the gently flowing river. Along the water, an object floated slowly on the horizon. It looked like a small raft but there was something on it. It drifted slowly to them. "Look" Sun Shang Xiang called to Gan Ning, as she pointed at the object coming towards them. "What is that?."
Gan Ning, without answering, swam out to the object and slowly brought it in. As he brought it in Sun Shang Xiang inspected the object on it. It was a body of a male, face down, wearing a light blue battle robe, with white pants on covering the areas not covered by the robe. He wore wore brown boots and had a brown, worn sword sheath on his back. He was completely soaked.
"Is he dead." She asked.
"I don't know wait a sec." Gan Ning grabbed the body of the raft, dragged it onto the solid ground, and flipped it over.
Sun Shang Xiang inspected the body. It was a young man, he looked only a couple of years younger than her, maybe 18. He was quite tall, a little bit on the lean side, and had a very handsome face. He had short dark brown hair, with brown eyes. His battle robe fit well on his body, not loose but not too tight. The bottom of the robe were cut all the way down to allow the legs, covered by the white pants, easy movement. He was still clutching onto a blade with both his hands. It looked like a common Tian Sword (Chinese longsword said to be the predecessor to the Kitana), but it was slightly curved and broader near the end, and it had a worn, old handle. There was also writing on the side of the blade but that didn't matter at the moment.
"Is he alive?" she asked, her eyes still glued to the body. Some time past, but no answer came. She looked over at her friend. His eyes were also glued to the body, but there was a look on his face that she had not seen on him before. It was a look of incredible disbelief, like the thing that he saw could not possibly be there.
Gan Ning had taken one look at the face then one at the sword and new exactly who it was. 'But how was it possible?' he thought. The memories started to suddenly flow quickly back into his head. He remembered that night, the last night of his innocence. All the feelings came back to him, the freezing water, the heat of the blaze, the screaming, the crying, the sound of clashing metal. The smell of burning wood mixed with the stench of inflamed corpses and freshly spilled blood. The yellow streaks everywhere, striking slashing, killing, destroying. Then back to the river, scared but together, with a small flame of hope still warming their hearts. But then separation, despair, and ...
'Smack!' "Wake up Ning!"
Gan Ning woke up. He shook his head trying to regain his focus.
"Whats wrong with you! You were out for like five minutes."
"I...I know him." he answered.
"Well, then who the heck is it?"
"It's...he's my brother."
Author's Notes: There were supposed to be two other chapters before this but I got tired writing them.
I might add them later or maybe not. We'll see.