A/N:Congratulations Erosgirl I.P AKA the phantom Innocent does lead the Five Fearsome. (My version calls themselves the Fearless five.) Warning: another mention of suicide occurs in this chapter along with concepts some people might not agree with.
JOURHEY!
Goslyn smiled slightly. It was time to initiate another one of the many agents into the organization known as 'the Rings of Light'. Several minutes later a car pulled up to the old and 'apparently' deserted Waddlemeyer mansion, the car then disappeared.
(The place has an underground parking garage.)
This was actually the secret headquarters for the Rings of Light an organization of highly organized, information gathering, crime solving, preventing, and criminal capturing agents dedicated to world peace, the end of all environmental problems and the complete defeat of the evil gangs that threatened the city; the gangs were the first organized the evil in over 300 years.
A sinister figure stepped out on a large, wooden, well lighted, stage; the figure cackled sinisterly. I.P smiled at the crowd. In a burst of light a microphone appeared in the figures handThe figure said. "May I proudly present Mr. Frank J. Snow; the newest agent in are 'organization." The man appeared on stage as requested. "Mr. Snow, do you promise to obey me, my agents, and any one who will ask you to do so who wears this ring." (I.P pulled out what appeared to be a little (gold painted) brass ring with Tibetan etchings on the side with a small, green, stone mounted in it) The figure spoke. "This ring is a symbol of law in this city; never take it off for it foretells danger, tranquility, and death." "Whenever this ring changes beware… for its color may mean doom!" The last word echoed throughout the room as though it were bouncing off the walls. The Phantom Innocent continued "you'll be one of my many agents; I have 100's in this city and many others throughout the world."
"Follow my instructions to the letter, and never betray myself, or another agent to danger, or capture, and you shall never have to pay any finances you might have again and the money you make will be for your own leisure. "My organization battles the super powered gangs of the city, as well as any criminal organizations we may encounter." (Galactor and such) "Do you have any questions?" "Just one oh honorable Miss Phantom; how did you know I needed help in the first place?" Every one except for 'him' replied. "The Phantom Innocent knows!" They then burst into a round of spontaneous laughter.
She gave him the ring; which he put on. She said. "Look into my eyes!" He did, and felt like he had received a mild electric shock. She and, "I have formed a mental link with you." "Goodbye 'agent' Snow." The figure leaped onto the floor, and turned to another figure hidden in the shadows. She said to the figure in a very, calm, whisper. "By the way please cancel my subscription to Playboy; it's boring." "Right, boss". The figure said.
A minute or two later, Goslyn then suddenly appeared in her private sanctuary in a secret dimensional pocket located inside a secret cave which was the legendary Lost Dutchman Mine; once there she listened to one of her favorite move songs He Mele No Lilo from the movie: Lilo does she danced along to the music doing traditional Hawaiian movements for memory; she had seen Hawaiian dance before in a movie L&S. The next song she heard was one called Hawaiian Roller-Coaster ride; she imagined herself surfing with her grandfather and her best friend.
(It's not Honker Mudilfoot if that's what you're thinking)
The next song was Your Move from yu-Gi-Oh, she smiled for she loved this song; she danced to it with great vigor and then when the song ended disaster struck; the saddest musical peace on earth entitled The Death Of Optimis Prime played… "I can't believe it: why me why in god's name was I put on this fuckin earth…" I love my grandfather more then you my dear mother and father." "I've forsaken you."
"Oh my beautiful one; save me from the horror that is my life and the terror that is depression "Oh my sad and yet happy Raven girl save me from deadly doom with a letter of joy"
"Oh my parents… why did you have to go?" "Why?" "I am a piece of shit for letting you die before my eyes; I am a fool for not successfully killing myself; I have sustained my family's honorable name." "I am a bastard, a prostitute and a bitch." "I am a fool… I should die…"
Goslyn cried tears of complete suicidal sadness as a result of a complete mental breakdown; one of many that always increased in suddenness, frequency, length, and intensity; she cried until she had run out of liquid in her eyes which took two hours.
She recovered by listening to the song 'Dare!' She smiled with joy as she heard the accompaniments of comforting words of this uplifting song; and then prepared to dictate the first part of her life story once again.
She smiled again as the song 'Stay Here For Awhile played'; then she spoke to be the D.V.R. (Goslyn's POV; 3rd person/1st)
"It all started when one morning I was working on building a miniature version of my grandfather's newly designed and patented device 'The Waddlemeyer Automatic, Infrared, Search Light' when he came up to me and said with a twinkle in his eyes"
"I have good news; my beautiful and brilliant daughter: we're going on an around the world trip!" "We will be heading from the United States 'in which we will stop in two states you've never to been before' and then we will go on to Tibet and into Mongolia where we will meet my old mentor; a very wise man who will teach you many wonderful things and of course we'll have lots of fun getting there" when he had finished speaking he closed his eyes and gave a big grin showing off his white, shiny, well brushed teeth!
"I was shocked but pleased because I knew going anywhere with my grandfather was a treat and so… I gladly agreed to go."
She said then wistfully "Silly me; how foolish I was… not knowing of a tragedy that would come… eventually and shatter my pitiful life …once again!"
She then changed your tone; remembering happier and more joyous times "First we boarded an airplane thankfully incognito because I've never liked the press following me everywhere."
"We watched DVDs from this universe that featured shows from other universes; (A/N: Darkwing duck not among them of course) we made by recording shows from other dimensions on my grandfather's newly invented shoulder mounted holographic projector." (Note to self device must be patented soon)
(A white, mechanical, circular device that plays anything you can think of literally because after pushing three buttons in a certain sequence the device will automatically scan your mind and produced what you think of as either a normal hologram or 3D hard light projection)
"All was peaceful and quiet and we enjoyed ourselves until we reached our first destination: California!"
"When we got there we first checked in to an ultramodern but not overly and luxurious hotel and then we went to a relatively unknown 'clothing optional' beach; when we got within the beaches limits I toke my cloths and for most of the time I wore nothing; my grandfather however did! (He wore for the whole time an orange, blue flowered swim trunks and the white silk shirt with red ruby buttons) It was a joy to be naked in public and not have anyone care! I felt so wonderful like this, so beautiful, so perfect with no one to tell me what to do or what not to do… so free!"
"I leaped around and did cartwheel, handstands, I dug in the sand, built sand castles which were almost perfect the replicas of their medieval counterparts, we wandered along the beach looking at the shells and other things identifying each one by its scientific name, to are joy we discovered four new species that day; we collected shark's teeth and other fossils as well. Then we did something I probably remember forever: we surfed!"
As she thought about it the music from the song Hawaiian Roller-Coaster Ride played in her head complementing the beautiful memories of a most glorious scene: her wearing a bright pink and black wet suit with a green collar riding a bright orange surfboard on a large wave. She described the scene as saying…" it was a bright and beautiful California day my grandfather was smiling, he was turning a white knob on the top of a white box-like machine with a large gray radar dish type device on the top of it with an electric beam coming from it."
"The device was a weather causing and controlling machine; (patent #36785; April 14; 2,343) it was now set to water/waves simply turn one knob to change the size of a wave and then the other to control it's direction." "I was gracefully surfing to my hearts content on twenty four tall waves; I was now wearing clothing; (the pink and black wet suit from before) I love the way it hugged against my skin; it felt so good to have the wind hitting my now long, let down, hair, as well as my face, the cool water on my board it felt oh so magical!"
Than my grandfather had his turn; he acted like a kid; yelling with joy at the top of his longs; I was not embarrassed at all; on the contrary I was glad he was enjoying himself; he was letting himself go; something he really needed to do; it as did I."
"I looked it in with a pleasant and content grin my face; I was slightly jealous but there was only because I wanted to get back to surfing the waves again as soon as possible; when he said it was my turn again I changed into a pink bikini with an orange top with straps and then I went back to surfing."
"When night came we went to a disco nightclub and danced our hearts out; I wore a gray hoody with a red T-shirt underneath as well as blue jeans."
After a month of doing this we've ordered a plane and went to Texas were my grandfather owned a large ranch; the cattle wore electronic collars that prevented them from going outside an invisible electric fence; there I spent time writing horses doing rope tricks such as lassoing; busting bulls and other things like that. One time we road out (I on a completely Whitehorse) upon a hill and shouted at the top of my lungs while making the horse stand on its hind legs in my best Lone Ranger impersonation:" Hi-Oh Silver Away!" my grandfather and I seconds after word burst out laughing; another time I leaped across a four foot across 10ft. deep gorge and in true fantasy tradition I just barely made it across.
After two months we left their and went on in international plane towards our destination Nepal however we got sidetracked and ended up spending two months in Korea; (don't ask what happened there; I'd rather not talk about it yet; it was rather disturbing; another story for another day) when they finally reached Nepal we traveled by train and observed mount Everest from a distance staring at the mighty mountain in all its glory; then we've reached a climbing station (for people who wish to climb Mountains with professional guides) and climbed the legendary mountain to its very peak and went back down.
Then it went to Tibet where we touchdown in a slightly misty valley; the natives were rather surprised to know that we knew the native language and there four distinct dialects; however some of them recognized my grandfather. We were in the northern part of Tibet and the dialect spoken there was called Amdo; which we both spoke fluently. We went up by horse along a mist shrouded path cut through solid rock; the walls look gray covered by a deep layer of mist.
Eventually we saw after hours of walking and riding a beautiful sunrise peak through the mist covered walls; my grandfather smiled and he pointed to what was appeared to be merely the top of a small hill like mountain and said "look there… that is that is our destination! "But I don't see anything" I said. "You will in a… few minutes" he said calmly and mysteriously in a somewhat deep voice. Seconds later I saw them out the top fluctuate and then I saw it… our destination" it was a gigantic to Tibetan monastery for several minutes it appeared completely orange but then it's true colors are emerged; it had red pillars that had there tops and bottoms made out of gold, the front of the top was covered in finely caved; ornate looking wood, it had doors made out of gold with priceless and gigantic emeralds and other jewels of various colors adorning it; the handles were made out of pure silver. I then said excitedly "I can see grandpa, I can see it." My grandfather stared at me in shock and aw and then he smiled as his eyes twinkled.
There was silence for several minutes…
Then my grandfather suddenly said shouted welcome to Arkoshowlos (pronounced: Ark-oh-show-los it's a Tibetan word I made up; no offense to anyone OK) translated and 'better known' as… The House… Of The Flying Monks!
We went inside and a feeling of euphoria came over me… This place was filled with an air of wonder. We walked along a somewhat long hallway until we got to a pair of large finally carved wooden doors with gold knockers… suddenly the doors open by themselves and we entered the room as well as a completely different world!
They entered a large room it was red, with red columns, golden windows, many monks dressed in red karate uniforms and some had red robes; a 6ft. tall beagle with frustrated and wary eyes looked at them and said the great Tulku: llama wishes to speak with you please step forward and…" a voice out of nowhere said "There is no need for elegance in a place such as this in which things such as materialism and pride are not allowed… "Please… step forward of your own free wills." My grandfather said "sensei as always you were right about my daughter she has the gift of the mind; I've seen it for myself; I'd do not know what her powers are so by your wishes I brought her here so that she may learn to use her gifts for good and if possible for her purpose in life to be known." We want closer and I saw on top of a large staircase type structure made of solid beautifully carved rock there was what appeared to be a 25 year old bald beagle with a wise look in his eyes and a warm smile on his face and yet his eyes twinkled as if he were a child on Christmas morning unwrapping his or hers first present. He wore the same robes as the others however it was orange.
"Could you please explain what in the world is going on here… if you don't mind me asking?" I asked.
The man on the stairs spoke again this time in normal tones saying" you have been brought here because like your grandfather you will have psychic powers as well as the skills to become a great warrior; you have the brainpower, you have the stamina, you have the will, and you have the resources of the outside world nearly at you're beck and call" I said "so that explains why it was able to see your invisible temple; I suppose it's hidden from the outside world due to some kind of mental screening; is that right?" I asked.
My grandfather replied "that is quite correct as always you will most observant my dear; you were great correct in that statement; I have the ability to sense psychic powers within someone the moment I met you I sensed great energy coming from new but I did not believe it until Llama Tulku said so through mental communication more than three months ago." To tell you the truth I'm not exactly surprised about this since I've heard of accounts of psychic powers" I said.
"Due to be effect of the energy wave that destroyed or defeated all the representatives of good and evil on earth over 300 years ago psychic powers have been dormant with the exception of this place which was protected by holy magic from the wave; I do not know your destiny but it does involve being here and being trained by Llama Tulku here" said my grandfather who gestured towards the man in question.
"That makes perfect sense" I said. "Your granddaughter is most wise George Waddlemeyer she will soon release her psychic powers in a storm of pain we must prepare for that" said Llama Tulku through telepathy once again. Thank you very much sir" I said. "Enough with the titles; I'm a teacher and nothing more… however you may still call me sir as a sign of respect if you wish; however I'm here to be your friend as well as your teacher said the Tulku.
I nodded and he continued by saying "and now I have something painful to tell you… remember this well for it will both haunt you and guide you for the rest of your life…"
He then spoke saying" you know what evil lurks in the hearts of men and women because you know that you have the possibility to become evil yourself… you've always struggled against it and fortunately for you; you have always won… however the struggle haunts you doesn't…?"
Your dreams are filled with what you could have done but didn't because you are good, you believe in justice and hope, you struggle in your mind over the rights of all people and you always see the good qualities in them in enabling you to befriend nearly anyone, and you know you were meant for a far greater destiny than being locked up in a think tank; I am I right?"
"Yes you are quite correct I cannot stand think tanks; I think a disturbing, isolating, and degrading."
"I can help ease the great struggle in your brain; the evil within you cannot as far as I know be completely destroyed but it can be held back and kept in the darkest corner of your mind were cannot harm you… however as with everything in this world; Ying and Yang apply and therefore with your new power there will be pain and with your new relief there shell be he a price: even if I can lock away the evil within you impulse to kill will always remain; you must never do that for if you ever do this without proper cause the evil within you shell break free and destroy you on the inside and then proceed to use your powers and skills to destroy everything you care about
"… do you understand?".
"Yes I can" I said.
"Can you accept it?"
"Yes Tulku I can."
"Can you truly live the rest of your life knowing that there is a beast of evil lurking within you trying constantly to get out?"
I can… I believe this will turn out to be the least of my worries."
"Very wise; very wise indeed" he said normally with a smile!"
"You shell do chores around the temple until it is time for your awakening; upon which your true powers shell emerge and I will find out exactly what they are because I do not know that at least not yet" said the great teacher once again through telepathy.
Three weeks passed and with great vigor I scrubbed the floors… dusted and cleaned every part of the temple at least three times a week… I made splendid meals which every one including my grandfather enjoyed… Meanwhile in my spare time Llama Tulku was trapping my evil side as it said in the darkest most isolated corner of my mind; this was accomplished after three weeks.
Then when the fourth week came I was told by my 'soon to be' teacher that my grandfather should train me in the ways of martial arts; my grandfather at that time was the world's greatest martial artist so I never could have had a better teacher; or a more enjoyable one. Our training sessions were very intense but will worth it. I spent four years training with my grandfather…
Then one day my grandfather announced to both me and Llama Tulku that I had been taught by my grandfather and the temple itself every single type of martial arts in the world. I now know more then my grandfather in the field of self defense and so therefore for the entertainment of the temple and for the visiting Dalai Lama; my grandfather and I were to put on an exhibition of our skills in order to determine who was the best martial artist in the world.
The peaceful looking Dalai Lama (who in this universe is actually a llama) watched the event with great interest had been a real battle to the death no one in the room would have watched but sense this was merely an exhibition of skill it could be enjoyed by all. The opponents myself and my grandfather prepared to fight; we would both give it our alls.
For a moment my mind went off for moment as they tried and failed as usual to meditate; (this was not my strong point at least not yet) I thought back to a simpler time when I was in school I was in school for short time when my parents were still alive and at the moment I was in art class after having read and memorized practically every single textbook in the school; I was bored stiff; then I started painting and created in an exact duplicate of the Mona Lisa and using the same techniques as Leonardo Da Vinci. Have my mother even though she was primarily a senator was many other things including a writer and a historian who had labored for many years to discover the exact way in which the Mona Lisa had been painted.
Most importantly however she was a lawyer who is famous for breaking up and destroying the gigantic corporate trusts that at one point dominated the media and popular culture; her most famous lawsuit was against the fast food industry and she's known as 'The Woman Who Brought Down McDonald's'!
In any case I also created an impossibly complex drawing that is too complicated to describe; my teacher fought I was doodling until I set it up as a 3D image; than she saw what I had truly created: a highly complex Geometrical shape that served as a puzzle that only the most brilliant of theoretical physicists and in army of top maze designers could produce. She said" Oh my God; that's incredible; how did you do that?" I replied "with my brain; Duh!" I then took her to see my exact copy of the Mona Lisa; she was in on expert who had seen the Mona Lisa before and after studying it for several minutes she said with great excitement "this is amazing; it's an exact copy of the real Mona Lisa… I need to tell the Principle that we have a genius on our hands"
Every one was amazed at what I'd done however the Principle was a jealous jerk and one to send me off to a think tank; (nut) however I petitioned my parents to get me out of their because there was no point in me attending a regular school in which I had no one to relate to at all and that my time would be better spent studying at home and soaking up knowledge there.
She turned off the D.V.R. for moment as the song which she truly enjoyed called ST. Elmo's Fire came on; the song did justice to the battle that was about to occur in the story she was telling.
Both opponents bowed and it seemed as though David and Goliath competition would occur I had some doubt as to whether I could actually beat my grandfather; the even though I had once joked about his weight and he replied somewhat angrily" it's not a fat its muscle" and to prove it he picked up our apartment's large orange couch and lifted it over his head with ease… I never made a joke about his weight again since he was apparently very sensitive about it.
The countdown in the native Tibetan language began"… 5… 4…3… 2…1… Kai shi!" (begin) my grandfather made the first move he threw a hard right at me; I instinctively dodged it; I kicked him in the stomach two absolutely no affect; we traded punches and block them with expertise we both backfliped across the room kicking punching and landing occasional blows while in mid air; the even while doing handsprings and in the middle of two double flips in the air we continued punching each other. Than we paused to take a four second break and I assumed a Jiao ma or Angled Horse Stance; my grandfather assumed a Si ping ma or Four Corner Horse Stance then I attacked with a Wing Arm Block; I followed up with a Side Thrust Kick which he easily parried he then tried to punch me which I countered with a Diao shou or Hooking Hand as it tried in vain to flip my grandfather to the ground.
My grandmother said "you are a most excellent Ru shi Di zi (disciple) my dear granddaughter." "You're doing well yourself grandpa" I replied. I then did an Arrow punch which my grandfather blocked by grabbing my fist and lifting me over him and sending me to the ground; I then struck with a series of Chain Punches followed up by an Inside Crescent Kick he blocked them all and then assumed a Kneeling Horse Stance and attacked with a Hanging punch by avoided it narrowly and responded with an Axe Kick to his shoulder he grabbed it in silent at me for a moment and then did controlled breathing exercises after the referee said "Lei" which meant rest.
I assumedaDing bu or cat stance while my grandfather assumed a Triangle stance then after several minutes we were told to began and we bowed to each other and continued to fight I tended a Side Punch and a Front Toe Kick followed by a slap to my grandfather's hand. I then did a Jujitsu move called a Reverse Flapping Elbow which utilizes the elbow by striking down words with it.
He barely dodged I then did a Shark Bite a Jujitsu move that uses the thumb and index finger to grab fleshy areas of the body; (my grandfathers stomach and chest) my grandfather then did a shotgun strike; (slapping the flashy palm area of the hand) my grandfather then aimed arrow punch at me and I countered with a slap block; my grandfather then did a sliding check. (A specialized pining block that travels from one side of the body to another; sliding from one leverage point to the next; it requires constant contact)
He followed up by a double leg take-down move causing me to fall to floor in pain; he then lifted me up and employed a terrible Sliding Collar Choke on me and I then quickly did an elbow strike to his chest followed by a painful Naked Arm Choke; the instantly let go of me and caught his breath for several minutes then he responded with a Ankle rush.
I jumped of the way and did a double aerial somersault and landed on my hands when my feet touched the ground I prepared to end it with a move I knew would end this great contest of martial arts skill. My grandfather then got me into a painful a arm lock and then I finished it by applying a move translated as 'Sealing The Breath' in which I struck my grandfather in such a way that it was nearly impossible for him to breathe! He said weekly stuttering as he did so" I… concede… my… granddaughter!" I let go of him and then the referee said "Sono-mama (Freeze!) and Sore-made!"(End!)
We weakly bowed, smiled and waved. Then Lama Tulku said "Miss Waddlemeyer you have truly earned the title of the world's greatest martial artist today!" The crowd of monks cheered like a crowd whose favorite team had won at the Super Bowl; as the Dalai Lama clapped pretty briskly along with them with a serene smile on his face; he bowed as did everyone in the room with the exception my grandfather who could barely move. Despite this however it was one of those rare moments that you knew something incredible had happened a child prodigy had beaten the world's greatest martial artist… great things were assured for me! I and grandfather were both taken to our beds for good night's rest and for medical treatment supplied by doctors accompanying the Dalai Lama.
For two weeks we rested and an occasionally and talk to each other… and then Llama Tulku appeared and said to me" when you are well enough the real training will begin…" Eventually I found out that he was partly correct! Then I worked at the temple for two years at the end of the second year I became a senior instructor and taught and many young students to develop and use the second power as psychic powers the even though I myself had not gone through an Awakening; the tremendous release of psychic energy excess that is done in order to drain off built up energy so that one can begin utilizing ones own psychic abilities.
One of the other senior initiates Kashen which jealous of the fact that that I was getting all the attention so therefore I taught him a lesson with him as the student and I as the teacher… I taught him both humility and perseverance on that same day.
Soon afterwards I screamed in absolute mental pain and I felt as though my head had exploded I cried for four minutes out of pure pain then Llama Tulku rushed to my aid and gave me mental relief and to help release the energy out of me; the moment he did this I let out a scream of shots psychic physical and mental pain every single breakable object in the room shattered instantly; doors exploded, two columns on the inside burst as though they had been hit by two missiles from a rocket launcher, the largest burst of energy was so great that it vaporized the roof within seconds; those closest to me screamed in pain ranting about new gunfire terrible laughter and for some unknown reason bullet ridden bodies. Seven days later after what seemed like an eternity of rest and pain my Awakening ended. One week later I was feeling much better and took a walk around the temple.
Llama Tulku spoke to me through telepathy later on that same day and said" Come with me… it is time for us to discover what your powers truly are!" We entered his large and now empty room; he said" here is the first test… try and find me… it will not be an easy task by I assure you!"
In an instant he vanished then I saw him and to the left of me his back his back turned he was on the floor meditating; I crept up to him and as she got up I waited for minute and then I tugged on his orange robes; he nearly fell over… he stared at me in a mixture of aw and shock for a moment and then asked" how did you find me?" "You were right there where you are now when I spotted you but the weird thing was you were completely orange" I said. "I knew you were special the moment I had a vision concerning you but that is for later… Do you any idea what type of ability you possess… no I correct myself what two abilities you possess?" My mind worked like a steel trap in order to find the answer to that question; than it clicked. "You were invisible to the naked eye and I could see you and the reason I was able to sneak up on you and scare you is because you couldn't read my thoughts right?" "You are right you truly are a brilliant young girl; neither of these abilities have been seen in over 300 years… you have the ability to see all that is invisible to the naked eye; whether it be cloaked by science mental powers, nature or magic and you also have the most incredible mental defenses I've ever seen… no one that I know of would be able to read your mind your thoughts are your own."
He continued you are a natural receptive telepath so let's work on your projection of side of you concentrate feel the energy rushing outwards I imagine it going into my mind." I nodded and did so several minutes passed and nothing happened. "This is most strange I do not feel anything; I cannot sense you're mental energies outside of your mind at all… most odd." "Let us try something different… perhaps you merely channel your energy in a different manner than any one I am familiar with… look at me… look into my eyes." I did so and I thought I saw blue electricity coming from my eyes and going into my teacher's. He looked shocked for a moment and then I felt the energy hitting my eyes; I forced it back out and a tug of war began between I and my teacher; then with what seemed to be only the smallest of the efforts I sent the energy straight into my teachers eyes.
There was silence for a minute or two then I thought absentmindedly "Llama Tulku you all right?" "I am all right but wait you did not speak that means you have formed a mental link with me; I felt an incredible power going into my brain using my eyeballs as an outlet." Therefore you possess the incredible ability to form mental links with people; in other words you can speak to me mentally whenever you like from now on." "Cool" was all I said. We continued practicing my talents with mental communications and one other very special ability the ability to mentally control someone's mind by stirring at them; this I deemed simply: a mental control link!
That a day after this I went into town alone in order to buy food for the Temple; it was then I had my first look at the normal population of humankind in more than four years and I was disgusted by the materialism that I saw… personal possessions as material things I do not mind nor do I mind books or movies because they are memories… but I was shocked by the greed and selfishness of the living beings I saw; I felt like Buddha being led out of the palace for the first time and seeing how cruel and terrible life really was and I swore to myself that I would do everything in my power to see the greed gone…
When I returned my teacher was telling my grandfather about my abilities and all seem quite… then unknown to me at that time the Tulku had a vision one of a strange laughing figure silhouetted against a dark and somewhat foreboding cityscape; there were fires everywhere and then the figures shadow touched the places where the fires were and they instantly vanished and peace was restored… the Tulku shivered slightly and rubbed his forehead in frustration; he thought what did that vision mean?
And then it dawned on him… slowly it first but then the idea began to take shape and form… it was impossible he thought after over 300 years a warrior of justice would come to stem the tide of evil; was the girl he was training one day become the first superhero in over 300 years? Only time would tell…
In case of this happening I was taught what little magic the monks knew namely: the lightning bolt spell and the blue electricity healing spell. Then I discovered a new ability of my; the ability to create dimensional portals underneath myself as long as I was on solid ground of some kind; a most useful ability don't you think?
"Then it was time to test my psychic telekinetic abilities the test was done by throwing a spear at me; normally very dangerous but if a failed to catch it I could merely jump of the way so there was no danger right…?"
The test began in earnest four days after the Tulku's vision… in any case at first everything preceded smoothly the spear was thrown… I concentrated my eyes glowed white and the spear were surrounded with an aura of white light… I started to move the spear above my chest and all was going fine until… I felt any unspeakable pain coming from my head I couldn't control the spear and went towards me at an angle I would have leaped out the way with ease but a cyclone of white energy burst from my mind and I screamed in utter pain; I screamed so loudly in normal tones that you didn't have to be a receptive telepathic in order to hear it a too far end of the temple… then spear impaled me!
I woke up moaning in pain the first thing I saw was my grandfather looking at me he asked" how was your day?" "Definitely better than yours I presume" I said. He parsed out laughing and said" "your wits still was sharp as ever; however I'm much sure If that's the good thing or not?" He replied with a laugh I giggled as well and had it not been to the intense pain I was experiencing at the moment I would've hugged him with all my strength just to reassure myself that he was there. A week later do to highly advance psychic healing methods taught to me by the Tulku all my wounds were healed in no time at all.
The next day after I had rested up I went to lama Tulku and saw him looking disturbed at a letter in his hand. He sensed me and said" it appears that even at a time up of relative world peace greed still exists in people's hearts it is most unfortunate and rather pitiful." I nodded and gave him a sad look then I said" I not exactly surprised about that but… why did you bring that up?" He replied" because this letter written by an American collector named Bowl Stamper Gorgon sinks of it; he wants to buy some artifacts from this temple naturally I said no but the thing that puzzles me is how did he know about this temple in the first place only martial artists know about it and in the second place; even fewer know its location!"
I said "I see but why are you telling me this?" He replied "because there was a slight chance that they may try and come down here if a deal that elbow this temple some harm; be on your guard!" "I will" I said a week afterwards my grandfather and I were returning from a errand in which we went down to the marketplace be returned to the temple through a portal with me holding his hand so that he would be in contact with the portal as well and therefore be drawn into it; then we saw something alarming slightly seven horses tied up to posts; a sign of… visitors!
We quietly walked in and went in to the hallway we walked down it until we reached the doors that lead to the main greeting and prayers ceremony chamber my grandfather silently opened the door and we saw four Americans who were listening to a Tibetan translator speak in English saying" he does not wish to part with any antiques and he wishes you to leave immediately"
" perhaps we should raise the price a little; say to 4 million in Tibetan currency?" "absolutely not; that will be outrages; 2 million is as far as I will go" said the strange individual before myself and my grandfather; he had a bald upside down bowl shaped head with small eyes with large pointed eyebrows and a large 2½ foot long Nose with also large nostrils; he was a human who looked like a Dick Tracy villain; I formed a temporary mental link with him and found out his name; he who has written the disturbing letter to my teacher; his name was: Bowl Gorgon; he was in unscrupulous antiques dealer his compatriots were: a sort bald rat named Glucose Vermin who was his solicitor and the two others were his twin 6ft. tall beagle bodyguards Ace and Will Norris.
Bowl muttered "Primitive savage." Now that was uncalled for; damm bastard" I said. My grandfather nodded and said" I'm going to get the holographic device rebar with us I've got a plan just in case something goes wrong"; "got it" I said. He disappeared for a moment or so and then returned with the device mounted on his shoulder and activated it we were surrounded in white beams of light and became invisible he silently opened the door wide and quietly without making a sound when inside the room.
"Tell that petulant moron that I want that jeweled box by his throne…NOW… and that I have made my final offer!" I now decided to try my hand at ventriloquism; I said an in perfect impersonation of one of my favorite villains Dr.Claw" harsh words to say to a holy man!"
"Who said that" said bowl.
"Someone who thinks that your pitiful example of the male gender and the based human race as a whole"
Bowl turned to be the interpreter and said" ask that Tulku guy what that was"
"I'm not talking to him I'm talking to you; you overgrown Dick Tracy reject."
"Where did that come from there's no one here?" asked both Bowl and Glucose together in unison.
" I come from your conscience to scare the living shit out of you; Bowl Gorgon what in God's name makes you think that the money and power you possess in your life has any meaning here?"
Ace suddenly pulled out his gun out of concealed holster and prepared to fire and then… You would dare desecrate this holy place? "You are a true fool who is to dum for his own good!"
I gave a sinister horrible chuckle; it was slow and soft at first after two minutes it became fast and loud and seem to come from everywhere in the room at the same time bounce off the walls; this happened because I had planted a hypnotic suggestion in each one of the criminals minds; the interpreter who of course could not hear them as one of them said ("what the heck was that?") he thought they had gone mad which was not far from the truth as they searched in vain with their eyes to find out the cause of the insane invisible person who was causing the horrible laughter.
The Tulku pretended of course not to notice anything was happening.
Suddenly bowl smiled and burst out laughing; he said" all right; right; I get it; I know all about this place; everyone in here has psychic powers… well it doesn't matter; Glucose keep your gun on him. "Right boss"
"well I'm suppose you wondering why I'm so confident well that's because I've got this… he pulled out a glowing green triangle shaped medallion and put it around his neck… "This is an ancient amulet it has the power to cancel out all psychic powers within a room and as for your guards a few noise-less sleep gas grenades and presto a sleeping temple of stupid; bald monks In other words you gone from a monk to a sitting duck" He gave a terrible laugh and I decided to join him my and soon my laughter easily the eclipsed his own and I said" for trying to shoot my teacher and desecrate this glorious temple you will pay for your crimes most dearly I swear it!" I and my grandfather and a signal from me became visible and Bowl asked" who the heck are you guys?"
"Finding that out is going to put you and your little friends here in a whole lot of pain; pal" I said in normal tones.
My grandfather suddenly leaped to the air landed and slammed his the palms of his two hands against the two twin brother bodyguards and shoved them to the ground; he then leaped onto them and planted one of his feet on each of their chests causing them to have the wind that knocked of them; he then knocked them unconscious by punching them hard in the face. I gave Glucose a sweep kick sending him shoulder first to the ground than I slammed my foot into his chest and smashed his head against the floor I then quickly; in a split second grabbed his arm that was not touching the floor and pulled it in a certain motion causing it to break; he screamed in pain and I then took out of my pocket a chain belt and administered a usually deadly Sliding Collar Choke (A popular judo choke in which both hands are clamped on an opponent's lapel to apply a choke by drawing the gi across the windpipe; don't try it at home you might easily kill someone) I did it in such a way so that it wouldn't kill it merely render him unconscious. My grandfather did a osoto gari (a Judo throw/technique favored by larger men) followed by a Major Outer Reap (A judo leg technique in which the opponent is unbalanced to the rear while one leg is swept out from under her or him thus throwing the opponent backward) he then pined his opponent to the ground with a Hon Kess Move. I looked at him and said" now for your punishment; Illusion Penalty Game: World Of Ancient Horror!" when Bowl woke up he was in a room shaped like his namesake… it was crammed with antiques mostly statues; all were priceless; he stared in wonder… and then a few seconds later the statues began to attack; one of them with a spear and stabbed him in the hand; they cornered him in the middle of the room and prepared to kill him; his scream echoed throughout the room… I grabbed the medallion and crushed it with one hand because it was very brittle.
Afterwards I said" you like antiques so much you can live with them… forever!"
The now screaming man and his three cohorts were carried on horseback (accompanied by the translator who agreed to act as a witness to their crimes) down to the village to be sent to the police who were waiting to take them into custody. I remarked to the Tulku" trying to rob a temple and point a gun at someone and trying to use them a as a hostage are crimes in this country for which perpetrators are sentenced to a 25 year sentence in jail I believe."
The Tulku nodded and said" on this day you have proven yourself to be a warrior of justice… he explained about the vision he had recently had. " I believe that the vision represents you put in doubt flames of evil in the city in which you live this is your destiny; you must soon leave here and prepare for your destiny: to be the first superhero over 300 years…!" I said "but Lama Tulku we've only just begun…" You what the fastest learning student I or any of my previous reincarnations have ever encountered, you have strong good morals and will fight to the death to up hold them, you are a brilliant martial artist of unparalleled talent, you a genius of great knowledge, you have the psychic powers to back up your physical might, your skills with weapons are unparalleled, you have a quick mind, you are a brilliant psychological strategist, you are the most open minded person I've ever met, you are very excepting and understanding of peoples situations and problems and you will gladly listen to them, you are very diplomatic and kind and caring when you wish to be…
" There is no doubt about it you are the perfect superhero!" "We will continue this conversation after dinner during which please say goodbye to your fellow comrades; do you understand?" I said yes I do I may not like it but if you say I must go and I will do so… this place has been a source of wonder for me I will never forget all that you have done for me and I will spend my life if possible fighting evil in order to prove that good still exists in a city controlled by evil and chaos." If I do not become a warrior of light I shall solve the problems of this world; one at a time and reduce the many dangers it faces to 0" "I understand" said my teacher with a warm smile.
"now go and eat; you need as do I".
After a very solemn dinner I said goodbye to my fellow monks and afterwards I went to see the Tulku he said follow me please I I have three special things to show you before you leave unfortunately your grandfather cannot come with us because this site is for you a lot alone". He took me to the forbidden city of Sizhizzia located at the center of which was the temple of infinity which contained the legendary the Idol Of Wisdom which could only be touched by the high lama of Shambhala who would use it one day bring peace to the world. It was protected by the mystical guardian Dodalla an army soldiers who posed along with her as stone statues until visitors with corrupt and evil hearts into the temple and then they attack and kill them.
He then took me to a windswept gray barren cliff and stepped onto it he said" "doors of the ancient city of wisdom open for I am here with a being of great wisdom and good heart who was morals are incorruptible; please bid her into its entrance…" suddenly the once invisible doors appeared they were golden and beautifully carved then they opened revealing light; we entered… and stepped into paradise.
We stepped out onto a hill; we were in a valley of lush green grass there are palm trees and every other kind of tree you could imagine there at the center of the valley there was a large city made up of you're purist gold with diamond windows we went down to the valley I saw that the doors of the buildings were made out of pyrite every one had a book in their hands and seem to be constantly reading I peaked in to one of the windows there were selves with rows and rows of books perhaps a million or two in that room alone; no wonder this place was said to be the source of all wisdom.
My teacher said" this place of all wisdom is called Shambhala it is invisible to mortal eyes and I'm the guardian of this place so I come and go as I please you are the first person that besides myself who will be allowed to leave this place assuming you do not tell a living soul of its location do you understand?" "Of course I do" "good" said my teacher. We looked around for three hours and saw so are many indescribable the bully wonderful sites then we left the way we had come and the doors automatically closed behind us.
When we returned to the temple the Tulku let me to raise private chamber and said as he opened a large truck" I have three more presents to give to you two of them are in here".
He pulled out a pair of matching long white pants with legs that were very large at the bottom after growing very steadily that way from the knees. He then pulled out a long sleeved white shirt that matched the pair pants are yellow and he also pulled out a white fedora with a silver band. He said this is your second present; here is your third of He pulled out two large guns pistols. I look at them and said in aw" those are P.f.I (1) Colt revolvers right?" He nodded and I continued" there the rarest guns in the world as well as the most accurate in the world as well; as their beautiful; thank you so much; I can't wait to try these babies out; I pity anyone dumb enough to try to hurt someone in my presence when I've got these things." He smiled and said" for such great weapons of justice deserve a great gun belt as well." He pulled out two gun belts one was light brown leather belt with a gold belt buckle and the other was silver with a golden belt buckle with a large capital G on it. Both of them had holsters of the same color as the belts themselves there were many slips for tools on both of them they were for storing things.
I placed the belts on top of the other clothing when my teacher said "and now for my final present… this!" he pointed to the ring he apparently always wore on his left ring finger. It was golden, ornately, and complexly carved and naturally red It had a fire opal on it in place of a diamond.
He said" this ring has been passed down for hundreds of years ever since the first Tulku of this temple; from The Tulku to his best student who Has always become the next Tulku until now… this ring has been said to have been worn by Buddha himself when he died; what changes color it indicates your state of being: if it turns red you or someone close to you or around you is in mortal danger, if it turns yellow you should act with great caution for danger is lurking about, if it is blue and that means you are depressed or sick from some terrible illness, if it is green then that means all is it peace, if it turns white you are experiencing a moment or time of great joy or bliss, but if it turns black and there is a skull at the center with a red arrow pointing upwards it means you or someone you know is dying if it points down words and turns blue it will turn completely black that means you are dead."
Very useful I said. I put the ring All my left ring finger and asked" sir words cannot express my gratitude perhaps physical contact will say a hug?" he replied with a smile" I do not mind at all." And so we did… My grandfather went to get our horses ready while I set my final goodbye to a man who would change my life completely and whose words would provide sustenance during times of darkness for all eternity and said" will I ever see you again?" he replied with it first no expression but then he broke in two wide grin saying" probably not but you can still reach me through you're mental link when you need to speak to me and I believe that will be enough to comfort you" you are right; goodbye oh dear teacher and friend!" he bowed as did I then I headed out to the main doors of the temple and left With my grandfather heading back the trail we had forged towards civilization; knowing we would always hold the temple of the flying monks deep within our hearts…
Meanwhile at an unknown location in our home city… behind two 10ft. tall mahogany doors a goat-like figure entered; he looked and saw a figure with its back turned in a large 8ft. tall red leather chair sited behind a large oak desk; the figure asked" sir what do we do not that they've failed?" the figure behind the desk said" that is the easy ve simply put my next plan into operation… bring me the Ramrod at all cost… do I make myself clear?" "Yes sir of course." The figure left and the one behind its chair burst out laughing with amusement as a vulture sat on the chair and a pair of horns could be seen rising up slightly from the chair…
A/N: who is this mysterious villain and what plans does he have for our two warriors of justice when they get back home; prepare yourself as one of my personal favorite self created fight scenes is finally brought to life on page.
To find out what happens stay ready for the next action packed chapter of An Innocent Phantom (as in immortal words of a certain Dragonball Z narrator)… coming next!