Legend Status

"Mikey, it's time to get up, come on your going to miss breakfast." I groaned and turned over. "Are you serious, Yuu?" he laughed and nodded, followed by me sliding out of bed.

We had to run down to the cafeteria before breakfast ended. Yuu couldn't get anything, so I got double the amount. We went back to my room to eat, and had just gotten comfortable when we heard something not welcome here. The door broke down, and I was grabbed by both arms. I looked at Yuu to find a knife under his throat, and a monster at his back. "I would suggest you come with us, Mikey Kudo. Otherwise, your friend here isn't going to see the light of day again." I looked at Yuu, and he mouthed one word. 'Go.' I shook my head, I wasn't going anywhere. The monster at Yuu's back growled and said, "You better make your choice, Mikey Kudo, in five, four, three, two, and one. Times up." With that, he slit Yuu's throat.

(I nearly ended the chapter right here. I had it typed out and everything.)

I screamed, and tried to rip my arms out of my kidnappers' hands. There was a blue flash, but at the time, I didn't care. I ran and caught Yuu before his head could hit the ground. "Yuu, come on, its ok, just keep breathing, we'll get you to the hospital, Maria can fix you up, just hold on, Yuu, just hold on." He grasped my hand. "Mikey, I'm scared, but do me a favor. Beat the guy who did this to pulp." I nodded and said, "I promise I will, Yuu. I will try, even if it kills me." He smiled, and then his mouth said something I couldn't hear, then his hand went slack, and his eyes darkened. I got tears in my eyes. Before I knew what I was doing, I raised my hands, like you would to cup water in them, and said, "Antidote of all." Then, crystal clear water filled my hands, and I poured a little into Yuu's mouth.

You wouldn't believe what happened next. Yuu coughed, then his eyes fluttered open and he said, "Glad you're ok." The wound on his neck was healing, even as I watched. "Mikey, you're so pale. Are you ok?" before I could answer, I realized how drained I was. There was only a little of the power I felt, and then, there was nothing I could do to stop it, my eyes rolled upwards, and everything went black.

When I woke up, I realized I was back in my house again. My mom was at my feet, and my favorite show was on. "Mom?" I croaked. I hadn't realized how thirsty I was, I felt like I could drink for ages, and I would still want more. She turned towards me and said, "Oh, look who's awake. Here, I bet my little mess maker is thirsty." She lifted a cup to my lips, and I gulped it down, record time. "Well, I don't think we're going back there any time soon." She said to me. Still dazed, I looked at her. "Why not? I was just starting to get used to that place." she laughed, then answered, "Because all fifteen levels are covered with frost, that's why. And I think I know who did It." she raised an eyebrow at me. "What did I do? I think I would know if I frosted everything." She answered my question with, "Oh, really. Then why did we find Mr. Mess maker with Yuu in the most heavily frosted room of all? Plus the fact that you were right in the center of it, hmm?" my shoulders slumped. I could feel the weight of all that frost I would have to scrape off already. I swung my legs out of bed, and realized I wasn't made of water anymore. I was kind of exited, but I had to get all that frost taken care of first. "No, you have to rest some more before you go anywhere." I looked down. "Better to start early, right?" her eyebrows came together, confused. "What are you talking about, honey?" my arms were still heavy, and I wouldn't get to see Yuu for the next ten years or so. "You're going to make me clean up all that frost, aren't you?" my head was still down, but I felt a gentle hand under my chin, lifting my head to look at hers. "Listen; if I did that, I would be the master of cruel. Plus, you want to see your friends, am I right?" I smiled, but my arms were still heavy. As I tried to stand up, I swayed, but my mom sat me down on the couch. She put a finger to my lips, and brought me some more water and a hamburger as well. I inhaled both, while she got up to call Yuu. Meanwhile, I screamed like a little girl, and my mom, poked her head into the other room. "Are you ok, Mikey? Listen Yuu, I'm gonna have to call you back. See you later." She fully walked into the room, and I said, "I have no idea what happened, I swear another hamburger just appeared on the plate. I did not do it, I swear." My hands were in the air like, 'I surrender, now tell me what's going on' kind of thing. She laughed and said. "I should have told you, the plate refills itself. The cup does the same thing. I'm sorry, I really should have told you, Mikey." I sighed and pretty much yelled at her, "Are you serious? Next time, do the neighbors a favor and tell me when something like that is going to happen, ok?" I sat down on the couch, when my mom said, "Oh, also, we're going to stay with Bridgett a while. Hope you don't mind." Let's just say my drink went everywhere. "Anything else you wanna tell me?" she thought for a second, but it wasn't like she was thinking of something to say, it was more like a, 'should I say this or not' kind of look. My shoulders slumped again. "Tell me what it is, or I will go crazy." She put up her hands in surrender, and said, "If you're sure you can handle this, then fine. She is taking us to the dragon stables. One of the only places on earth left where dragons live in peace. I already have you stuff packed. We leave in a week. Are you happy now?" I looked at her. "Ok, I've seen a lot of crazy things, but I don't believe in dragons." I said. "You should. Because some would take that as an insult, and blast you to bits." I put my hands up in surrender. "I can't do this. I can't do this. I cannot deal with this. As I ran up the stairs a voice called out to me. "You dealt with it fine, from what I heard." The last part was something I would never forget. "Lover boy." I don't know why, that just, set something off. I heard something snap inside my head, and I saw something I would never forget.

It was me, a younger me, but definitely me. I was trying hard to whistle, but not quite managing it. Suddenly, three people came out of nowhere. The one in the middle said, "Where do you think you're going, huh?" I looked surprised, but answered, "I'm going to school, if you must know." The one on the right sniggered. "That birth mark is weird, because it looks like a heart to me." I looked at him, annoyance in my eyes. "I don't care what it looks like, ok? I couldn't help it if it looks weird." The one on the left gave a snigger as well. "Yeah, well, get to school, lover boy. We'll see you around." I continued walking, but the boys chanted after me, saying "Lover boy, lover boy!" "You shouldn't listen to them you know." I looked up, but I didn't believe what I saw. "They're only doing that for a reaction." My younger self slinked away. "And how would you know?" her face didn't change, but she said, "Because I've seen a few. Listen, kid, one day, this moment is going to be more important than any other. You might as well remember it." Bridgett turned away, and she shimmered in the air, and disappeared. The vision changed. I was inside a crusty old house, and it looked like no one had lived here for years. "I told you not to give them a reaction you know." I turned and saw Bridgett standing there. My younger self looked up at her. "Go away! I don't wanna see you anymore, you're scary. You're not even there." She tilted her head slightly. She knelt next to me. "Kiddo, that birthmark is not something to be ashamed of. This mark is a mark of honor, something I have as well." Sure enough, she had one as well, but hers was in a different shape than mine. "Take these, and I'll make them forget they ever saw it. Remember, this is going to be one of the most important moments of your life, so I suggest you remember It." my younger self reached out to take them, and he seemed surprised when he held them in his hands. Then she held out a whistle, I couldn't see the details, but I took it as well. "I suggest you put this under the loose floor board in your room. The one in your closet. You'll know when to blow on It." she winked, then backed into the shadows, and disappeared.

I gripped the railing for support, and I was about to run upstairs, when I heard something downstairs.

"They're getting too strong, and he nearly went out of control. He needs training, and we need his help." That was Bridgett, but what did she mean, 'out of control'? And who is getting too strong? "Bridgett, he's not ready, just give him some more time. He's just a kid, he should have fun." That was my mom. "Lynda, he will be able to have fun for the next thousand years, so don't worry about that. Meanwhile, we have demons we can't destroy, demons are everywhere, and even the oddities aren't enough. He's the only one who can stop them. You know that, and you know you have to let go." I had heard enough. I backed off, and ran upstairs to my room, determined to find that whistle.

It took about fifteen minutes to find the loose floor board, and I stuck my hand under it, to find an old pillowcase. I pulled it out, and found it was tied too tightly for me to open.

Meanwhile, in a strange place…

"She is the one." "Yes, and will be easy to corner." The speakers were in shadow, while the first voice was gentle and happy; the second was harsh and angry. "We will trick her to go somewhere, where we will wait. Your friend can help us." The second speaker said to a third person. The third was wearing a cloak, which looked like it was made of black sand. The third person seemed to think. "Perhaps, but we should use my minions instead. He is still not feeling well. If you want his help so badly, then Life, you know what to do." The first speaker, known as Life, said, "If I had known, I would have done it anyways." The second speaker let out a curse. "Death, watch your language." The third speaker said. The second speaker, known as Death, snarled. "We must rearrange our plans. She is busy, with her movie star arrangements. If we are to continue, we must get her fired." Life nodded, and then said, "I hate to admit it, but Death is right. We cannot check every time before we Speak." The third person nodded, then asked, "So the decision is made?" Death answered, "Yes, Nene Amono will be the Messenger."

Oh, cliff hanger! A few more questions,

Who are Life and Death?

What do they mean by the Messenger?

Who was the third person?

What do they mean by minions?

Who is this friend?

What's the whistle for?

What did Bridgett mean, "The next thousand years?

Any ways, Smokey the kitten died, WHAAAA WHAAAAA

But the next chapter will be from Kiriha's pov, just want to say that so it's not confusing.