Chapter 7: Yellow Flash-Rune Style

At last...

At last!

After years and years of hard work, I had done it.

I have...

Recreated...

The Flying God Technique!

Also known as the Hiraishin no Jutsu!

Cue victory dancing.

Then cue toe getting hit by a sharp edge of my chair.

Finally cue myself holding back a cuss I squirm around the floor, holding my toe.

Once that was done, I got up once more and dashed to the garden, ready for a field experiment. "Torri!" I called out my butler, "Get ready the dummies, this time it'll work!"

Torri looked skeptical (can't blame him when he had witnessed the numbers of failures I made) but nodded with a small sigh as he prepared what I want. The vacant part of the back yard, void of any greenery life form, resulted from numerous fail attempts of magic enchantment.

There were stick dummies with hay tied to them, positioning as a group of people surrounding me, since I'm not allowed holding or possessing a knife yet, I threw stones near the dummies. I don't have a fast reflex yet so only when it landed at its imaginary feet, I activated my runes and I felt the wheeziness of being pulled at one point to another and made a fast jab at the dummy. I willed my magic and a hexagon appeared on the hay but just as quickly disappeared. I switched to another dummy and did the same, then the third time I tried to teleport the newly made symbol and I grin when it worked but was overcome by the sudden urge to puke. Ugh, Teleport Sickness.

Torri somehow expected this had prepared medicine, water, and a towel. God, I love this guy, I can slightly understand how Bruce Wayne can't live without his Alfred. "Didn't go as well as you imagined, Sir?"

"No, I had sort of expected this, just not prepared, but definitely a lot smoother than the last trial"

"Sorry if I may seem to intrude, but what difference did you make with this trial?" I grinned at him, even though he wasn't interested in magic, he knows I wanted to blabber it to him.

"It really isn't that different, I just had turned the angle around."

"The angle, Sir?"

I took one of the rock and showed it to Torry, he was surprised that instead of a rune letter, he found a symbol. A hexagon to be exact. "It's sort of like a transit point. Instead of writing the runes over and over again even though I could copy it to the other object with Double Rune Spell, now I write the rune spell on the teleport object and additionally wrote a symbol to be made as a drop off point so I only need to use one symbol which is faster and easier. It helps that I made the runes in a way I could put the symbol in whatever I touch as long as I willed it to."

There was a flash of pride in his eyes that made me giddy until he squinted and looked like he could steamed out smoke from his ears. "Young Master Jurenelle, if I rephrase that correctly, did you just write runes on to your own body?!" He snapped at me.

Now with the way he said it, he makes it like I did something incredibly stupid. Which in a way, it is if you consider the numerous blow-ups my rune made. "Calm down Torri, I had a fail-safe that if anything goes wrong the runes will destroy itself if I wanted it to." Torri didn't look convinced how 'safe' it was but didn't say anything. After a few minute breaks, I resumed trying to mix up my fighting skills with my teleportation. I've only been able to do it five times in succession without feeling like spilling my gut out but that would have to do for today. If this what it takes to learn teleportation, I could understand why not many people do it.

"Jasmine tea, Sir?"

I accepted the tea prepared on the side, and gratefully beamed at him, "Thanks, Torri. Just what I need"

"Although my next words may be out of bounds, perhaps it's wiser for you to tone down your 'experiment' Young Master Junelle."

I made a reassuring smile but I think I failed from the pale look I had, "Thank you Tornilius, but don't worry too much, I know what I'm doing"

"Then please forgive me that I don't feel reassured from a 9-year-old"

"A brilliant 9-year-old" I elaborated, a cocky grin pulled my lips.

Torry rolled his eyes, "Indeed" he said without hiding his sarcastic tone.

I snickered before following his advice. All the while, my mind mentally listing what I needed to work, like working out a rune to stabilize my equilibrium but that might ruin the whole rune sequence I've already made. There's a lot of things I'm lacking, both my physical skills and my magic. But someday I'll get there. Maybe not any time soon, but someday.

I'll get there.

. . .

I looked at the clock and groaned since I have 30 minutes to get dressed and maybe eat before I had my martial arts class. While I have no problem in the lesson itself, why does it have to this damn early in the morning?

After I suited up with my training clothes that are only composed of blue training pants and shirt, I then went to meet up with my teacher, TJ. Don't ask his first, middle or last name because he'll only answer to TJ, and no he doesn't answer to Mr. TJ, Sir, gramps, or other names, just TJ. He used to work as the Head Knight in the palace and he has unrivaled swordsmanship but his hand to hand combat is nothing to scoff at. He will teach me the way of the swords if he thinks I'm suited for it. Personally I think it would be helpful but I'll most likely stick to hand to hand probably. After the warmed up, TJ smiled under his ruff gray mustache and showing his blinding white teeth, looking strong despite his age. "All right Sports, today will cover your reflex and agility, which means it's all about dodging and redirecting your opponent got it!"

In short, try not to get beat up, got it!

TJ made the first punch toward my head and I had to back up at the last second, "Wow TJ a little warning here!"

"I told you it's all about reflex today, so don't think, just dodge!"

A swift kick at the side and this time I was too late to dodge, getting the wind knocked out of me. Damn this guy doesn't pull back his punches. I rolled away before he could make another kick and dodge a punch followed by it. I was surprised how fast his attacks were, realizing how much he had held back in our previous sparring. He aimed my gut and I blocked with my leg, which was a mistake since he promptly threw me to the air. I managed to fall on my back and rolling up on my feet. TJ hummed, satisfied I knew how to fall right from the relentless times he made eat dirt. I waited for a few seconds for any movement from him. In a blink, he was in front of me. The speed he displayed made me jump and instinctively shoot out my leg to hit his face before he could attack any other way. But he took the brunt of my attack and fling me away again. Ugh, I know I fired the previous few teachers because they don't take me seriously, but this guy's teaching is just scary.

"I know you're pulling your punches but you don't make this easy with you kicking my..."

"Language!" I heard Torri called out from the side.

"Hitler off!" I rolled my eyes, when Torri knew I like to curse with strange names instead for the heck of it.

Ah, I should explain my weird words. You see it would be weird if I kid like me could somehow curse people like a sailor so I had to somehow curse the first word that came to me which was the name of famous historical character. Why you might ask that I curse strangely? Well, it involves dozens cups of beer, a freak of a friend, and a history exam the next day to get you to do the strangest thing. Most people in this world just dismiss me, thinking I'm rambling.

The laughing TJ cut my distracted mind, "I don't know why Sports, but you're not like any other noble, you don't learn just for the heck of it, you learn for survival."

I blinked, surprised he noticed and almost failed to block a punch to the noggin.

"Aren't you curious why?" I ducked another punch and sidestepped to his side.

"Ha! Hell, I don't know what I don't need to know, I'm here to just toughen up you spoiled-two-shoes" which he followed up by a kick that I caught and how I wished I was stronger and could twist this guy feet off but my hand is already red from catching it. The more times I dodge and block, the faster TJ became and the class ended with me getting beat up.

However, unlike the previous times where he said 'good work' or 'see ya tomorrow, Sports' he was silent as he watched me panting on the ground. That silent was cut after a nod and asking Torri if he could talk with my father. He nodded and had the two of us led to him.

"What do you need my father for?"

"Permission for excursion." My eyes widen, not at all expecting this piece of news, "Some things can only be taught by nature which is why to further your training, I'll have to train you in the wild."

"Welp, good luck convincing my father. He can be a real hardass when it comes to my protection."

"Oh, I'm just putting out the option." We opened the door to his office and got inside, "you're the one that's convincing him"

Sonnova...you know what, nevermind, I'll just deal with this headache.

Indeed after TJ explained, his usual friendly smile wasn't there. He looked almost angry and questioned him why his son would even need such training and forbid for me to go through such ordeal in the wild with wild plants and wild animals as if it was a plaque. I decided it was time for me to chime in what I want and my father looked more conflicted. With TJ ensuring it would be more of a break than training that I happened to know is a big fat chunk of lies, my father relented at last and I'd be going training in the wild next week.

But hey, TJ did say he won't let anything happened to me. What's the worst his training could be?

. . .

I'M GONNA KILL THAT SONNOVA-OH DAMN BILLIE JEAN KING!

I swam and swam as fast as I could, ignoring the need of air and the strain on my muscle as I head to the bank, away from those monstrous crocodiles. No, crocodile is too nice of a description for it, that hunk of meat is a monster! It's blue, it's twice the size, and it looks like it may have sharper teeth that could crush bones.

"TJ I SWEAR WHEN I FOUND YOU, I'M GOING TO KILL YOU FOR THIS!"

So, rewinding my time to this morning. I was already suspicious with him offering to take my bag with a month worth of camping supplies in it, he was smiling all the way that I felt I was sentenced to my death the longer we were away from my town and I wasn't that far from the truth. He began asking me my progress on my magic which he never took interest before and that alerted me more, but the more I talk about magic the more that feeling was fading. When we stopped to town, he led me to a hill tall enough to overlook a forest. I found my breath taken away because this forest isn't anywhere I find on the anime.

Because there was the biggest tree I had ever laid eyes on, one that towers the other tree like they were its children. What I couldn't believe most were the golden leaves it had that if someone told me it was pure gold, I might have actually believed them. That tree wasn't just an ordinary tree just from its size and color, that thing also held massive amounts of etharnano. It spread all around the forest but the etharnano flowed the forest like veins with the giant tree as the heart. "It's called the Trees of Cjakra or what most people called the Cjakra Forest" TJ explained, "Not many have ventured this grand forest because, despite the beauty, it has more monsters than five regular forest combined. There are also rumors those who tried to harm the Mother Tree never came out back sane or alive, those who came out at all kept muttering how the forest was alive"

Huh, cliche much.

"Then we're training here, that's cool, so where do we start?" The moment I asked that, TJ then grabbed the collar of my shirt. He wore a crazy grin that had my blood running cold.

"First Ordeal, head to the Mother Tree" then proceed to throw me in the air, high enough for me to process what he had meant. When gravity finally pulled me down, I couldn't stop from screaming out as I fall headfirst toward the river where crocodiles were chilling and minding their business.

So now here I am, swimming for my life, trying not to get eaten. An idea form in my mind as I dived down to the river and took a rock. I placed my symbol there and threw it as hard as I could toward the bank where I got teleported there. "Phew, that was clo..."

'GRRRRR'

I stop short from relieving and slowly turned my head, there with a bump on its head and the rock I threw on its hand was an eight-foot-tall monkey with two of its friend, with orange fur, three tails, red scary eyes, and scary sharp teeth that a monkey shouldn't have unless they're carnivorous. "Oh hell no- "

Needless to say, I ran with those crazy monkeys high on my tail.

I ran and ran as fast as I possibly could, and every time I heard a snarl, my feet began to move faster. I held myself from looking back, maneuvering over roots and jumping over small plants and rivers. Over the course of panic, I hit myself for not thinking it sooner and took another rock and threw toward the monkey which thankfully they dodge. I made a sharp turn and teleport myself and now those idiots should be running on a wild goose chase. I took a moment to take a heap of air, thanking the adrenaline from making me feel less queasy from using my magic. I look over the dimly lighted forest, trying to sense for any living things around but I curse silently at the forest that hampered my senses.

I knew the anime world was ridiculous but that man really is crazy throwing me off here. When I realize that thought, a bubbling shaking tingle inside, I tried to hold it back but I couldn't so I did what I did.

"PUAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAH"

I laughed.

I laughed until I was rolling on the ground.

"This crazy world is going to be the death of me, but you know what? I'm done, I'm so done! I'll just be as crazy if I need to here, I'll freaking survive and live through this hell damn world, and I'll even fight tooth and nails with demons and dragons! You hear me!" I shouted to the sky, "You gave me a second chance so I'm going to fucking live it, to hell with the plot, to hell with cannon! I'll mess things as much as I want if you don't like it? Then come and get me!" I wasn't sure if I was going crazy or I was just done with anyone, the universe, or just at the random omnipotent being because I lost everything I gained from my past life.

My friends, my family, my achievement, my future. So now I'm stuck in a mess-up world where craziness is your everyday normal and I'm fighting for my life in a magical forest and I never felt I was close to death as this. Heck those fuckers that kidnapped the princess didn't even try to kill.

So if the world just loves to mess with me? Well, color me fine because watch out World.

Roy Jurenelle is going to fucking mess with you.