Chapter 7: Fifteen Years Old
I shifted the weight of the pack I was carrying to the other side of my body. I was walking in the direction of my home. I ran away from the camp, but only for a day or two. I couldn't stand six years of not seeing Toran or Leilani. I was walking the same familiar road as I used to when I was younger, the same orange earth and dusty smell. I kept walking. I grew worried as I passed buildings that were piles of rubble.
I thrust my pack down and ran to the half-remaining building that used to house Toran, Leilani, and me. I threw large chunks of rocks on an instinct. I suppose I was looking for a clue to where they had gone. I lifted a rock to reveal a dusty, crushed doll. I stared in disbelief. It was Ketene, Leilani's little doll I had made for her. She never went anywhere without it.
I picked Ketene up and set her down gently next to my stuff. I went back to throwing rocks out of the pile. I lifted another to reveal my toran. I immediately stopped and lifted the rocks off of her.
"Toran! Toran!" I yelled cradling her head and shaking her slightly.
She opened her eyes and looked at me, "Kotaishi?"
"Yes Toran, it's me," I said impatiently.
"You're looking more like your mako every day," she said eyeing me.
"Where is Leilani, Toran?"
"They took Leilani," she breathed. "I love you both my hidako." Her body grew limp. Her eyes and mouth open. She was dead.
I was infuriated. The Zoracts killed my toran. They would not get away with it. I powered up as much as I possibly could. I felt like I was being ripped between two dimensons. My hair flickered a red color and my eyes turned silver. Finally I stopped and fainted. My hair and eyes turned back to their original color.
When I awoke I buried my toran in the red earth of our planet. I said my farewells. Then, I packed my stuff along with Ketene, and walked back to the sidoko. I would train harder now.
So, I fought a little longer.
I shifted the weight of the pack I was carrying to the other side of my body. I was walking in the direction of my home. I ran away from the camp, but only for a day or two. I couldn't stand six years of not seeing Toran or Leilani. I was walking the same familiar road as I used to when I was younger, the same orange earth and dusty smell. I kept walking. I grew worried as I passed buildings that were piles of rubble.
I thrust my pack down and ran to the half-remaining building that used to house Toran, Leilani, and me. I threw large chunks of rocks on an instinct. I suppose I was looking for a clue to where they had gone. I lifted a rock to reveal a dusty, crushed doll. I stared in disbelief. It was Ketene, Leilani's little doll I had made for her. She never went anywhere without it.
I picked Ketene up and set her down gently next to my stuff. I went back to throwing rocks out of the pile. I lifted another to reveal my toran. I immediately stopped and lifted the rocks off of her.
"Toran! Toran!" I yelled cradling her head and shaking her slightly.
She opened her eyes and looked at me, "Kotaishi?"
"Yes Toran, it's me," I said impatiently.
"You're looking more like your mako every day," she said eyeing me.
"Where is Leilani, Toran?"
"They took Leilani," she breathed. "I love you both my hidako." Her body grew limp. Her eyes and mouth open. She was dead.
I was infuriated. The Zoracts killed my toran. They would not get away with it. I powered up as much as I possibly could. I felt like I was being ripped between two dimensons. My hair flickered a red color and my eyes turned silver. Finally I stopped and fainted. My hair and eyes turned back to their original color.
When I awoke I buried my toran in the red earth of our planet. I said my farewells. Then, I packed my stuff along with Ketene, and walked back to the sidoko. I would train harder now.
So, I fought a little longer.