Hero II

(Chapter 3: Starting Again)

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters in this story.

            The Earth was indeed a wondrous place.  As I kept walking, I saw many things I've never seen before, but learned about from my mom.

"Callisto, we are almost to our new house.  I really think you'll like it here." My mother said excitedly.

            I didn't pay attention.  I was way too busy looking in awe at all the things around me.  We crossed so many streets and I saw so many things I wanted to learn more about.  There were beautiful, different colored structures that reached way, far into the sky, and there were huge signs that reached as far as the eye could see.

"Dear, here's our house." My mother said finally.

            I gazed upon it in sheer amazement.  It was a huge, white structure with pillars and a second floor that had its own separate porch, but mom said it was called a "balcony".

"Mom, what level in school do I start at?" I asked, wide-eyed.

She looked at me in confusion, and then stated, "Well, I believe you will have to take a placement test."

"Oh, okay." I muttered as we walked inside.

            The inside was even more spectacular than the outside!  It had wood floors and paneling that stretched out through different corridors and all the way up the stairs onto the second floor.

            Most of our things had already been placed here, so all we had to do was move our personal belongings into our bedrooms.  Obviously, my mom had already planned this trip out a while ago. 

My mother's voice broke the silence, "Callisto, come on and I'll show you to your room.  And after you unpack, you can go explore the city."

"Alright!" I shouted excitedly.

            My mom showed me to my room, and then quickly left for hers.  I was left alone, and I was so very exhausted after my flight here.  I took a look around my room.  It was much like the entire house, except for one big mirror on one part of one of the walls.

            I unpacked, and then set out to do some exploring of Tokyo.  And as I walked more and more through it, the more I came to love it.  I talked to some of the locals, and they were extremely friendly.

            But then, off in the distance, I saw a lot of trees: a forest.  I wanted to explore it, so I ran through the city until I came to where I was in front of the forest's entrance.  I took a deep breath, and then I went inside.

            It was so peaceful and so full of life that I didn't ever want to leave.  I knew then when I saw all the creatures in the forest, that I was going to be happy here, but I knew I would still miss my home.

            I kept walking deeper and deeper into the forest until I heard a popping noise.  I became very curious, because my human nature was kicking in, and I crept closer as the sound continued on.  And as I got closer, I heard not only popping sounds, but crackling sounds as well.

            By this time, my curiosity was aflame, because I had to know where the noise was coming from, and who or what was making that peculiar sound.  I continued until the sound was like a drum booming in my ear.  I walked over and around sticks and leaves so as not to make a sound.  And then, I let my gaze fall upon the person that was making the mysterious noises.

            It was a man, with purple hair, and a blue jacket with blue jeans.  I could only see the back of his body, but already I was captivated by him.

            He got up, and I hid behind a tree, hoping to get a better view of his face.  He went into this house-type thing.  It looked like a huge, blue triangle with metal sticks in it.

            Suddenly, he turned and I saw his face. 'Such perfection!'  His hair came down to the middle of his ears, and he had the bluest of eyes.  He was tan and a man of great stature.  And then I saw what was making the popping and crackling noises: a fire.

            I watched him for what seemed like forever, and I didn't even notice that there was a spider crawling on me, until I felt itchy on my left arm.  When I saw the spider on my arm, I screamed.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" I yelled.

            Obviously, the man heard me scream, and so I turned, and started running.  I didn't know if he was chasing me because all I could hear was the pounding of my heart, and the panting of my breath.  My feet seemed as if they weighed a hundred pounds each, and when I reached the edge of the forest, I turned around.

            I saw him, running towards me as if he was on a rampage, and I knew I had to keep running; and so I did.  I became more and more afraid that he would catch me, but I couldn't run any faster.

            I kept running, even when I got into the city.  It seemed as if all the people were trying to slow me down, so I would lose and he would catch me.  I slid past and through people, and no matter how far or fast I was running, it seemed like he was right behind me, breathing down my neck.

            I finally reached my house; but when I got to the door…