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Confused Memories

Chapter 3. Weird

"Well Morphine, help is not coming tonight," I thought; my hopes of a rescue ebbing away…I'll go back to the shrub tomorrow to wait. Hopefully someone will come tomorrow." I clamored up the rock and found the crevice that offered me shelter and protection. I wished I could stay there all day, protected from the intense heat, but I was afraid that they might not be able to see me among the boulders.

Weak with hunger and thirst, I forced myself trudge back to the shrub as the morning sun beat down on my already sun burnt back. I was lucky to be alive, but I was losing all hope. Settling down for vigil, I started drawing in the sand pictures of my family. Tears rolled down my cheeks, the saltiness making my cracked skin sting. I wiped away my tears. Hope might be far away, but I believed in the saying "where there is a will, there is a way." I straightened my back and looked around.

Suddenly, the air was filled with the screeching of tyres. I lifted my head weakly and

My vision swam before me. Shaking my head, I heard a voice. "Hey boy, I am Ryu of the wooden sword, but you can call me Ryu." I stared at him, before passing out again.

"Thanks" I muttered when I finally woke up. I had no idea how long I have slept. I was in this old building with a rickety roof and a few cracks here and there. Hmmm… this must be an abandon house, I thought. The man who had saved me walked up to me. "Hey boy, sorry for bringing you to this place. Looks rather down but I'm sure it won't crumble. What were you doing in the desert anyway?"

"Erm…"

"Call me Ryu…don't tell me you had forgotten?"

"Sorry for bothering you… I was going to Patch Village when the plane mal-functioned… I'm thinking that someone sabotaged it…"

"Don't mention it. You must be famished, aren't you? Well, wait here. I'm going to a nearby place to grab something for you to eat"

"Thanks"

He left me alone. I was so sleepy… so sleepy that I didn't notice HIM…Ryu leaped on his motorcycle and sped away…HE smiled. Time to get his plan in action.

"Sardines, pickles, bread, cornflakes, fish, chicken…what could be left out? AH! Oregano! No no no… Reheated pizza? What is the last one? Argh! I'll just settle for lettuce…"Ryu muttered to himself. After coming out of the supermarket, on his way back, he saw an old woman holding a sign by the side of the road. He had never seen an old woman hitch-hiking. He did not usually drive just anyone, especially when he was alone after being a shaman. He had learnt how scary and merciless people could be, which the prime example would be Hao Asakura. After much consideration, he shouted to the old lady, "Hop on" the old lady gladly did that. After much grunting, the old lady managed to squeeze herself into the seat, her humongous shopping bag on her lap. Ryu knew that there was something strange about this old lady as she just stared continuously into the darkness ahead under her yellow hat…

Ryu turned back a little and tilted his head. He gasp… there was hair on her hand. He knew that the old lady was a man. His heart almost skipped a beat. Suddenly, he got a plan. He suddenly came to a halt and said, "I was positive I hit a little child. Can you please help me talk a look?" Would his plan work? It did, as the "old lady" clambered out of her seat. When she got down, Ryu madly accelerated away. The "old lady" had left her shopping back behind. Perhaps it could be of some clue to help him solve the mystery behind the "old lady's" identity. When he opened the bag, he gasped. It was a razor sharp knife. It glimmered under the sun. It looks as though it was craving for blood, his blood to be exact…

"He was such a fool to let a person like you tricked him. Hmmm… I did not expect to even lift a finger. Well, I got no use for him know and neither do you. I must thank you for saving him, but that's the end of you shamanism. Goodbye."

"Spirit of fire…"

It was midnight when I finally awoke. Where was Mister Ryu? I went out of bed to explore around the house. In one room, I found a clutter of notes and a few boxes. Each of the boxes contained some mementos. In one, I saw a locket. A girl with green hair. Strange. It looks some what liked me, except that I was a guy of course. Beneath it was a "H.A." carved on it. I placed it down and went out for some fresh air. What a sight I saw. All was the was the mortals remains for yet another man who had offended, and failed to survive HIM… Why was he out to annihilate everyone that had helped me or that I had known? Anyone who attempts to get near me and make friends with me? Had HE got something against me?

I trudged on sadly. I thought I would have someone to accompany me. Will I start up with one and end with one? Or will I make friends finally? Anyone around me will get hurt. Am I a jinx? Or am I just weak… yes, I was weak. Too weak…Plain weak…

To be continued……… XD

Author's note: well, celestialgal, please update both your story at a go since I updated XD Just kidding, and many thanks for your tips.

Many thanks to anyone that reads it…

Damn, I was supposed to do my project. Hope I don't get detention from those blasted teachers for not completing it. Hate it when they open their mouths and say "Xevin…" and I know what is going to happen. I wonder what will happen after my parents officially separates… will I follow my mom or my dad, Just hope there is some way to pair them up again…