Chapter 1
"S...
Someone... help me! W... where am I? Such a... cold... dark and lonely
place." The young man's voice echoed throughout the vast nothingness. Pitch
blackness was surrounding him. It was all he could see from his fiery red eyes.
"Wake up... please!" said an unfamiliar voice,
whom was soft like a whisper. It's location was underterminable but yet, so
close. "Open your eyes... please..." the voice whispered yet again.
Only a blinding white light was seen after.
Teepo took all of his might to open his eyes, to get away
from the void of nothingness. "Just... like... Eden..." he whispered.
He was weak from all the wounds he had. His mind was too weak to wonder how he
got battered up like this. "Ah! Thank goodness you woke up! I thought you
wouldnt make it!" He focused his vision to the person who spoke to him. A
young girl, about his age, with blue almost black hair with lighter blue
streaks. Her gaze was full of concern and pity.
"Where... am I?" said Teepo, almost out of
strenght to talk. He noticed that he was in a bed, soft, warm and comfortable.
He tried to sat down but couldnt move, as if he was paralyzed. "Please
sir... please do not move! You're still in bad shape and you need your
rest!" She took the wet cloth that was in a bucket made of steel, full of
fresh, spring water and placed it on his burning forehead. "W...Who.. are
you?" asked Teepo, who was in a pretty bad condition. "I'm Maina...
but enough talk for today... you need sleep!" exclaimed the girl who was a
bit worried because of the man's fever rising up.
"Sleep..." he muttered and closed his eyes. He
fought against it but managed to fall into a deep slumber, once again.
A smile appeared on Maina's delicate and pale face as Teepo
was resting like she told him to do.
She was wondering alot about him. "I wonder... how did
he ended up hurt like that... and what was he doing in the Golden Plains... in the pool
of his own blood... I guess it will remain a mystery for now..." She tip
toed silently out of his room and went to hers.
The healer's house was small and made of wood. A traditional
forest house she had. She had lived in it all her life by herself, in the Worent
village. Maina never knew her parents nor who she really was. The villagers of
the Worent village found her on a rainy night when she was just a child. She got raised by
the old woman from the village and the name Maina was given to her. The lady
that she used to called mother passed away two months ago, of old age.
The girl lied down on her bed, the gaze of her purple feral
eyes facing the wall. She should be in dream land by now but she had a hard
time falling asleep. Maina was still thinking about her adopted mother. Minutes
passed away like the wind, as she finally closed her eyes, traveling to dream
land.
Teepo was back into the room of darkness, once again. This
time, he wouldnt mind it, he was thinking about the previous events that
occured. Wasnt he suppose to be dead? He remembers the battle against his best
friends, Rei and Ryu, whom were almost like brothers to him. Remembering also,
how their house in Cedar Woods, got burned down by Balio and Sunder and that
all three of them got separated.
For the
first time, tears trickled down his cheeks, by remembering those painful and
sad memories. Memories that plagued him since he came back to life.