hi. this is a long chap compared to the rest and the next one might be to. hope you hav the patience to read it. hope you enjoy.
Chapter 5: loveless child
The moon was blood red as it shone through the glass panes of my window. Screeches of pain filled the houses ancient walls. I couldn't just lay there and wait for it to pass. I kicked the silk covers off my bed and opened my door into a black abyss that was the hallway. Step by careful step I approached the sitting room door from which the ear-piercing screams were emerging. The old wooden door was slightly ajar so I placed my glistening eye up to it. There I saw my mother laying on a futon. There was blood, a lot of blood. I was not dumb, even though I was only two years of age, I could tell something was wrong. Once the screaming had stopped echoing though the cold walls, a baby was placed beside my mother. My grandfather kneeled before it; he started to chant something I couldn't make out. Then strange sky blue spirit forms I had come to know as his guardian ghosts appeared. They flew with great speed towards the child as it cried. Swirls of fire surrounded it, blinding me slightly. When they broke away, they had left a strange creature that was holding the baby. He had spoken a few words but the only ones I was able to understand were "other half". My father charged at the beast but was blown back by a great wall of flames. After, the monster left taking the child with it, glaring at me as it vanished. A few moments later my mother gave birth to a second child. It was identical to the one before it; I expected it to also explode into flames, as did the first. After seeing the happiness on my families faces I knew it would not happen. My father had asked a question to my mother, which I now believe, was "what shale we name him?" Unlike before I had heard every letter spoken by her. "Yoh" I whispered "Yoh".
Nearly three years had passed since that day. It was a hot summer filled with birds singing and leafs rustling in the gentle breeze. It was the perfect day to spend my fifth birthday. Unfortunately, since that day my father had left on an important errand, my mother was ill inside and my grandmother was to busy training spirit mediums. The only company I had was my beloved three-year-old brother and my unforgiving grandfather who hated me. I wondered around looking for something to do when I heard a small, childish voice from behind me. I turned sharply to see my younger sibling staring at me with his deep brown eyes. "Kelly, happy birthday." He waddled towards me holding out a gold necklace shaped as a bird with a red stone placed in the middle. It was the first time in three years that I had felt affection like that from a loved one. My eyes started to fill with tears; it was too late to hold them back as they rolled down my cheek. "Are you ok? Don't you like it?" he asked so innocently. I grinned, wiped the tears with my sleeve and knelt down to him grasping his hand. "I love it. Thank you…so…much." I embraced him and lightly kissed his cheek. As I stood, I took the necklace from his tiny hands and walked off holding it in my grasp, tears still rolling down my cheeks. "Where are you going?" Yoh asked in an innocent voice. I stopped and replied without turning to face him, "go back to grandpa. I won't be long." At that he ran back towards the pond garden outside our house falling over a couple of times.
I wondered around the house, taking trips inside and out. Wanting to learn was one of my cravings that I had to satisfy as I grew. I had already explored a good proportion of the house so I decided to search for something outside. The hot sun was beating upon my face as I strolled through the prickly blades of grass. It was about midday when I tripped over a crack in the ground. As I pushed myself up off the seemingly unstable ground, I saw a dimmed light through the crack. So I placed my fragile fingers inside it, trying to pry it open, but with no success. I place my foot on a nearby rock and pulled at it. I stared to lose my grip and I slid off the rock, which pushed it forward. The ground beneath me began to move. Then I found myself falling into a giant gaping hole that had formed underneath me. I had landed on something hard and cold, bashing my head against it badly. I looked up but all I could see were blurry forms as darkness rapped around my eyes, blinding me as I lost concentration and then consciousness.
Eyes heavy, I tried to get up but failed as I had only lifted my torso from the jagged ground. I slumped back down prying my eyes open like nutshells. I blinked four or five times until I could identify my surroundings. Slowly regaining my strength that was lost as my head hit the stairs of which I had landed on; I raised my head and pushed myself up using my hands to sustain myself. I felt blood dripping from a gash in my head, which I had assumed I had done on the edge of the stone staircase, which was becoming clearer. Though there was a lack of light from the flame light torches that were placed symmetrically on either side of the rocky walls, I could still see a traditional Japanese temple with lanterns bearing a star shaped symbol on both. It was made from pinewood painted in shades of brown and red that varied as the light moved across also causing it to darken in places. I wearily strolled down the gritty path that led to the entrance of the mystical shrine. Still suspicious of its purpose I slowly pushed the door part the ways open and peered around the corner expecting something to jump out at me in a vicious attempt to take my life. I further opened the door to see nothing more than: an old scroll with a picture and ancient Japanese text on it, a few lanterns also bearing the same symbols as outside which made the room eerily brighter, some old rusty weapons, mated cloth and eroding statues. But what caught my eye was a dusty book that lay across an embroidered cloth. It was almost drawing me towards it, calling me. I soon found myself standing before it hands on the tea stained cover. My eyes then shifted towards the scroll on the wooden wall. I guest that this must be the man in the paintings shrine made after he had passed on to honour him. Or was it to hide something he had realised into the world. As questions swirled in my mind like steam rising from a hot spring, I started to feel dazed and light-headed. I fell to the floor harshly, the book rapped up tight in my grasp. I felt like I was endlessly falling into a realistic fantasy consumed by white light and suffocation. I tried to scream as I felt my lungs collapsing into my chest by the increasing pressure but to no avail. Drowning in pain I tried one last time to cry out but failed as I fainted from lack of air.
I woke up in a serene field surrounded by animals and free of cities. I stood there starring at this wondrous place feeling that it can't be real. I soon realised that I was not standing at all, I was floating above the lush greenery held up by the very air that had suffocated me only moments before. I started to panic from the abnormal things that were sustaining me here. "Do not threat young shaman. No harm will come of you here." I heard a soothing male voice echo around me. I turned finding myself face to face with a tall man, dark brown hair flowing well past his shoulders and wearing a white robe that dragged luxuriously past his feet. He had on his head what looked like a large hat that pulled the strands of glossy hair from his entrancing brown eyes. "Follow me and you will find what you have been searching for." He slowly drifted through the air as I followed.
"What is this place, it's so happy." I asked staring in wonder at the bright nature below me. "This is my vision. The world as I see it rid of human infestation. I can see into many different futures, possibilities and outcomes of the earth but all lead to death and destruction. So I made a solution. And this is it." As he spoke these words the scenery changed from peaceful to decay and back again. Almost like it reacted to his words. I felt strange like I was getting weaker. "Once I again become king of shamans I will cease to exist and become one with the elements." He lowered himself into a stream of lava, steam arising as he placed his feet into it. Shock overpowered my expressions. I may have been young but I knew that lava burnt. "I know what your thinking but nothing can harm me. I am at peace with the earth. I have mastered the power of the unity star and become stronger than any other being." The scenery began to change again along with his words as the lava turned to water and he started to walk upstream. I was still floating slowly behind him getting weaker with every word he spoke and move he made. It was as if the things going on were draining me of life and energy. I found myself also agreeing to something's he mentioned like humans being a plague, but I had never even thought of these things before. "With humans living on the earth, nothing but darkness shrouds us. If my vision becomes reality, peace will spread across the earth." He lectured as an excruciating pain shot through my head like an arrow. His words rang in my ears muffled together so I could barely understand. "No more humans to cause you pain"
"Your family will respect you"
"Your brother will be safe."
These words continued over and over, the man fading away. I could feel something shaking me, causing me to regain my strength. My eyes shot open, trying to focus. My grandfather became visible. He was staring angrily at me like I had just caused the end of the world. "YOU STUIPID LITTLE PERFETIC EXCUSE FOR A SHAMAN! WHAT IN THE NAME OF THE SPIRIT WORLD DO YOU THINK YOUR DOING!" he screamed at me with no emotions except rage in his eyes. I shook in pain as he slammed me against the wall, tearing the book from my arms. He grabbed me by the arm which was now cut from a nail in the wall and placed the book back wearily, dragging me up the stairs and outside. Throwing me to the ground he shouted "You call yourself an Asakura, you disgrace this family! There is no way on earth you will ever make it as a shaman!" as he ranted on I felt rage and hatred rise in my heart, tears escaping my eyes. I lashed out "You never believe in me! You always put me down saying training me is worthless and when Yoh grows up he will be shaman king! You even forgot my birthday was today! Ill show you how strong I can be, you'll regret what you've done to me!" and with that I ran as tears trailed behind me.
I lent up against an old oak tree, thinking over what I had said to the old man. "He won't take me back now. I have to go and prove that he's wrong… but first I have to say goodbye to Yoh." I thought. I pushed myself off the tree and started to walk back down a cliff that led back to my former home. With ever step I got more cautious so not to be seen or sensed by the others in the house. I soon came to the entrance of the household to find by brother sitting on the steps looking at the stars.
I walked sadly towards him not wanting to say goodbye. Just as the words were about to be released from my lips he asked, "What are they Kelly?" I smiled at the simple mindness of my three-year-old brother as I sat down beside him. "There're stars, they come out at night to take away the pain that was in the day." I wanted to leave him with something to comfort him after I had announced my departure. The thought of this made my face darken and tears began to form and glitter in my eyes from the white light of the stars. "Yoh… I'm…I'm going away for along time. I want you to take care of yourself until your big sister comes back ok." My words were choked from the tears but I could see that he understood. "I'll see you later then." He chirped in a carefree way. I forced a smile as I got up and ran, a single tear falling from my face.
well was in good? hope you didnt get consused at the begining. by the way Kelly is my name and she is my charater so soz if it dont fit in well. i had to split her story into 2 chaps so you wouldnt get board. plz R&R and ill submit the next one when i complete it (look of dread on face).
