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Chapter 3: The Fallen General

It was dawn; the night had left Fa Zhou with a terrible feeling in his heart. He had betrayed his Emperor, his king. He had failed. He could not bear to think about what was going to happen to him, his family, and China. Who or what would come after the diamond. He wished the diamond had never came to him. But he knew that if he had not taken it and refused the Emperor that he would have been dishonorable to his here lord.

Fa Zhou awoke to the bright and warm sunlight of the red sun. He lowly got out of his warm bed and went into the kitchen to have some tea. The others awoke moments later, getting ready and having their breakfast. When around him they stayed quiet, he did not want to talk. He did not want to be bothered by them. Yes he loved them, he figured if he did not speak it would be for the best. They stayed their distance and ate their breakfast in silence.

Mulan and the others went to the market to get a few things for dinner. Fa Zhou had rejected their the offer of accompanying them. He did not want to take a chance, leaving the diamond alone. Not knowing what was going to happen or if anything in that matter was going to happen to it.

Mulan was in the market with her mother and grandmother. She still could not get over the weird behavior that her father was acquiring with. She could not answer why; she wondered what she did or if she did not prove well enough to be a good daughter to him, even if she was a hero. Then suddenly a throbbing pain in her head came to her immediate attention. She placed her hand on her head; the pain was bad and yet so sudden. She winched. "Mulan, are you ok?" Her dear mother asked, as she was putting some fresh fruit into her basket.

"I don't know...." She said winching of the pain in her head.

"Well how about you head on home and rest; we should just be here for a little longer any ways."

Mulan nodded her head and headed back home. As she ventured alone back onto the trail leading to her home. The pain began to feel lesser and more to it's self. Trees were along the path to her home, everyway you would look there would be a row of endless trees. As she listened closely, she began to hear nothing, in a matter of fact it was too quiet. She turned around and began to look all about wondering where the animals were, and the people. All of a sudden a deep whisper of some sort of language spoke to her. Mulan turned around quickly and saw nothing. She wondering what she was hearing what was going on, things were beginning to get weirder and weirder as the days pasted by. "What could that be?" She asked herself. Again she heard the voice, it was a male's, but it seemed almost like a demon's, that little kids would dream about and have nightmares when they are young. The voice got closer and louder to her ears. She was now frightened what could the voice be? And where was it coming from? She began to run and run faster and faster the more she could clearly hear it calling to her. Tears were almost present to her soft gentle eyes of hers. As she got to her house she opened the big wooden door that surrounded her house. The voice had stopped as soon as she shut the big and heavy door. Mulan leaned on the doors and sighed.

She looked back and fourth slowly, breathing hard. There was nothing. "I must have a bad headache....." She thought.

As she began to walk towards her house she heard nothing, the wind was now colder, she shivered as she walked up the stairs to her house. Each stair she would look around to see if she could see her father, but there was no one to be seen. But as Mulan looked at the door, she noticed that it was open. She walked in and surveyed the area carefully. She worried about her father. As she took one more step she then heard a screeching sound it sounded almost unnatural. "Father?!" She called out in worry. She ran, through the house calling upon her father's name. She could now hear him, screaming and yelling and telling someone to back away. Swords collided and the same screeching noise that she had heard before became present. She entered the storage room where her father's sword and equipment were.

For as she looked up she saw her father on the ground, covered in blood, trying to crawl away as the four of the men came closer and closer to him. They were dark, in black and ragged cloaks, for as she looked at them she could not see a face or anything not even their hands. They had dark gray armor on, that covered their hands and feet. Without question she ran to her father and got his sword. She got back up quick and approached them. They quickly turned facing her with their swords. The swords were not shinny like hers, And the guys looked like some sort of death, or evil. Something that had just came from a horror story. She did remember hearing long ago when she was a child stories of nine demons covered in black looking for something that was there's, but she did not know? She did not have time to think or decide who or what they were. "Mulan get the fire! Throw it at them!" Yelled her father, as he tried to cover up his wound in his stomach with his hands. She stared at them but turned quickly to retrieve the fire. That her father had must have dropped when they hit him. She took it and swung it catching them on fire.

Just then a man came in, with old clothing on, a pointy hat, and a long graybeard. With his staff he murmured some form of language then took his staff and pounded it into the ground. The men in black were quickly driven away by him. Mulan watched as the mysterious figure came into her house and scared them away. She quickly got to her feet and leaned next to her dieing father. She cradled his head in her arms, "Baba?....." She spoke in a soft faint whisper.

"My daughter, I have...not been good to you and...I am sorry, please forgive me....." Pleaded Fa Zhou.

"Yes...Baba." Mulan could feel her warm tears now shedding down her cheeks.

"Here....." He opened her hands and placed something inside them, then closed them up. "Take this....you have to promise me to...keep this safe and secret, no one must know about it.....It's a weapon....A deadly one." He coughed, trying to finish up his last words before he parted with his daughter. Mulan cried. Fa Zhou looked up at the tall elderly figure that was above him. He knew who he was and why he was here, he just smiled a bit and nodded his head. "Mulan.....Take care of this family, take them somewhere safe...This man in front of you is a wizard, he will explain everything...." He tightened his grip on Mulan's hands. "You have been the best gift to me and all our family, I know...you wont let us down...."

"Baba, what are you talking about? What's going on? Who we're they? Baba, please stay with me......." Mulan pleaded.

"I...I...Love you....My Mu...Lan....." He closed his eyes slowly and his grip on Mulan fell. Mulan shook him lightly and pleaded for him to come back. She cried and cried Her father was dead and she did not know what to do.

The wizard placed his hand on Mulan's shoulder; Mulan turned around quickly, not realizing that he was still there. "Who...who are you?" She asked. "What's going on?"

He looked at her with concern, know knowing that Fa Zhou had not told her all. And that he know would have to explain to her who he was and what was going to happen if they didn't move quickly. "I am Gundal, I am a wizard, I'm here to help you." Mulan looked down at her father.

"A wizard? But you can't be....."

"A wizard, there are a lot of things that you don't know that are out there. Like the diamond that you hold in your hand right now." Mulan raised her brow in confusion; she opened her palm and saw the small, round diamond. She looked at it weird and confused.

"My father said it was a weapon but....it's a diamond?" Mulan asked as she sniffled. Tears were still flowing down her face with pain, anger and confusion.

"He is right, I will explain more later right now we have to get someone that you know, he will help us, he knows you better then I do...."

"But what about my father, my mother and my grandmother?" She paused as she got his attention. "What about them?" She cried.

"We are going to the shrine to call upon Mushu. Your family we will protect and take care of....now please we don't have much time, we must get him then leave!" Explained Gundal then headed out the door. Mulan followed but before she did, she took one last look at her father, tears flowed through her eyes and hit her cheeks, she bended down and placed a kiss on the top of her fathers head. "Bye, Baba." She sniffed. "I won't...Let you down...." She stood up and then followed the elderly and wise wizard to her shrine.

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I know it's sad! But know it's up to Mulan to destroy it....a lot more explaining will come up and you should get a better and clearer idea as to what's kind of going on, lol. Well I hope you enjoyed, please tell me what you think! heheh. I know that school is starting soon so I will try to write as much as possible for you guys! Thanks again! Oh and yes I know that the Wizards name is not Chinese but you know i kind of figured or really made him to have like a wizardry kind of name you know.