Hero II
(Chapter 5: The Mysterious Man)
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'Somehow, I knew I would end up here.' It seemed as if I wanted the man in the woods to catch me, but yet, I felt so scared of him as if he were a villain of some sort. But, I let my mind push away these thoughts and headed back to where I saw the mysterious man last. I was nervous, but determined to know more about him because he had really intrigued me.
As I kept walking, the forest seemed to get quieter. Feelings of anxiousness kept rushing over me in waves of emotions. Restlessness soon came over me, and then I started running until I realized what would happen if I did. He would chase me all the way back to my house again, and he would be ready for me if I came back again.
My scared and anxious feelings washed away as soon as I came up to where he lived. I hid behind the same tree, and looked around the area in which the mysterious man lived. All was quiet, and he was not there. I was cautious, but I abandoned my hiding place, and then walked over to his house-type thing.
It had a padded, brown mat, a pillow, and a book beside the mat. I turned around and I saw the fire going, and some guns and weapons lying around. I went back into the house-type thing, and grabbed the book. It was an old, faded brown color, and had a golden ring taped on the side. I opened it up, and started to read:
January 1, 2026
Dear Journal,
Yesterday, I heard word on my dear friend's whereabouts. It's been 17 years since he has died, and it has taking me this long to hear word of his death. He had died on his way to his home planet. All I was sent was his ring, which is on the front of this book. I cried more than I ever have in my entire life. I vow to find the hitman or whatever it was that killed him. I am heading to the forest in Tokyo, where he was last on Earth. I am determined to avenge his death so he may rest in peace.
Trunks
"His name is Trunks!" My eyes widened after reading his entry.
Suddenly, I knew he was behind me when I heard a gasp.
"Who are you?! What are you doing here?!" Trunks screamed at me.
I turned around and shouted, "Who are you talking about in this journal?!"
"None of your business! Give it back!" Trunks raged.
"Not until you tell me who is in this book!" I waved the book at him.
"You're the girl that I chased! What do you want from me?" Trunks asked madly.
"Who is in this book?" I screeched.
"A guy named Piccolo. He was one of my best friends. He died about seventeen years ago." Trunks stated.
'No! It can't be! Not my dad!' I clutched the book in my hand tighter, and started running back home. I heard Trunks behind me screaming. This time I didn't look back to see if he if he was chasing me, I just ran. I ran through the woods, through the city, and finally to my house.
This time, my door was unlocked, and so I ran inside and locked the front door. I breathed a sigh of relief until I heard him screaming outside my front door.
"What's all that noise Callisto?" My mother surprised me.
"…Oh, nothing. Just some crazy person. He'll go away after a while." I said, covering up for my lie.
"Are you sure?" My mother wondered, looking at me in confusion.
"Yes, mom, I'm sure." I said hurriedly as I started heading to my room.
"Wait Callisto, I have to talk to you about school. I talked to the school about your situation, and they said you could go to the sophomore year. You will be with kids one to two years younger than you, but it's the best I could do. And you start tomorrow.. What is that you're holding?" My mother explained.
"This is a book I found in the forest. Thanks for getting me in school, but right now I am very tired, and I am going to bed. I love you, and good-night." I said as I left my mom there, and headed to the room.
As soon as I got to my room, I dresses for bed, grabbed the book, and got in bed. It was then that I opened the book again, and started to read.
January 15, 2026
Dear Journal,
I am and have been living in the forest of Tokyo for 14 days. But I am closer to finding out who killed Piccolo. Loneliness is starting to kick in, and I don't know how long I'll be able to go on without some company. Sometimes I feel I might do inside my tent and just stay there until I go insane because a lot of times I feel helpless and I hate it. Until next time…
Trunks
March 30, 2026
Dear Journal,
Today was more helpful than all of the others, because I have found a fragment of a ship, and I might be able to trace it tomorrow. Part of me has given up the search for Piccolo's killer, but I am still determined to go on.
Trunks
I put the book on the dresser beside my bed, and turned off the light, and went to sleep. My mind was flooded with thoughts of Trunks, and how he knew my dad. It seemed weird that out of a whole planet of people, me and Trunks met each other. He seemed gentle, and then I knew I had to go back.
I soon fell right to sleep, and the dream started all over again. My mother's crying, the familiar voice, and the storm clouded my dreams over again and again. The storm turned into its new form again, and this time it silenced me. I realized then when the storm killed me, that I was to be expecting something to happen soon.
I awoke from my dreams at six-thirty a.m. to my mother calling me. I then remembered that I had to go to school, so I got dressed, and headed downstairs to start the new day. Hopefully school would be more exciting than I thought.