Nyoko POV
"Hey kid, get up. We're here." Takeshi's voice filtered through my sleep and I spring up quickly, nearly falling out of Takeshi's arms. I groggily look up at his face and then realization finally hits me like a bullet train.
I jump down and gaze at my surroundings excitedly. We were on the doorsteps of a huge mansion, its red and gold colours standing out in the strange forest I just realized we were in. It was night, meaning that we traveled the whole day.
"Yeah I know. Beautiful right?"Tekashi spoke up. I looked at my kidnapper and smile widely in response. This isn't so bad. Maybe I can convince to get my mum to notice him using a different way. I mean, I don't really get the whole 'feel what I feel' thing but maybe I could just find mum and talk to her about it. She'll listen to me. I'm sure.
10minutes later
Takeshi POV
Minutes after our arrival, I steel myself and bring the girl inside. As per usual, as soon as I enter that door, memories good and bad assault me. This was the house I grew up in and there wasn't anyway to stop me from remembering the events I ratger forget. I block out the playback of horrid childhood memories and guide Nyo up the grand staircase and place her in one of the bedrooms.
Every minute with this child kept away my burning, impatient, evil side. The side of me that relentlessly killed, plotted evil and apparently kidnaps children too. The side I struggle to keep at bay. It was a relief.
I got Nyo comfortable and was about to leave the room when I felt a tug on my shirt.
I turn to see Nyo gaze up at me with her round, innocent, pleading eyes and ask," Can you tell me a story Takeshi?" Shock coursed through me. Wth?! I kidnapped the poor girl and she wants me to read her a story? What's she getting at? She's definitely smatter than she looks.
But then again...
"Ok. Only one though."
We get comfortable on the bed then I begin...
Once upon a time, in the beautiful forest of Hargeon, there once was a happy family.
In this family there was a father, mother and two young boys. One of the boys, named Hiseok, was fifteen and the younger one was just nine.
The great thing about this family was that they were mages. Strong ones too. So strong that dark guilds won't dare even dream of messing with them. They were also known for their hypnotic gold eyes and cunningness when it came to making deals.
But this happy family soon fell apart.
Hiseok, now sixteen, constantly took care of his little brother when his parents were away on long quests which was quite often. The last quest they took lasted two years and their return was long awaited. Hiseok and his brother ran out to meet his parents but soon realised something strange.
The parents golden eyes were no longer their bright hue but crimson red, crazed and desperate. The boys immediately tried to run away, but it was too late. Dad took out a knife and stabbed Hiseok without hesitation before moving on to the younger boy. But before that, Mom stops him and hands him a mysterious glowing purple dagger instead.
What exactly did that dagger do?
Long story short, the boy didnt die. He split in two. No no no, not his body, his soul. When he was stabbed with that dagger, that boy felt his inner being cry out and then there was another. Another him. But different; evil.
The parents after observing everything, laughed histerically.
"Its complete, its complete!" They said.
But what happened next was not expected. The pain and anger the boy felt at seeing his dear brother die rose up, hot and boiling and it made way for another ingredient. Evil. The side his parents awoke toke over and lashed out. The destruction caused ,was on par with the dragons and nothing was spared except for his brother's body.
He looked at his brother one last time and said, "I swear I'll find the person who turned Mom and Dad and I'll make them pay. I'll never forget you big brother. Never."
But right before he left, his brother thought to be already dead, opened his eyes for the last time and said this,
"Dont let revenge consume you. The evil side you now have will only grow and flourish until you lose yourself completely to it. Promise me. Promise to let it go."
But he didnt stop to listen to anymore and instead walked away.
I finish the story and give Nyoko a tight smile. I literally just poured out my life story for her without hesitation. At least she'll believe its just one story among many others. Completely unecessary.
I mutter goodnight and get off the bed. I'm near the door when she says suddenly," I hope you kept your promise." I glance back at the little girl who instantly figured me out, gave a smile and I left.
