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Chapter 1: The Last One
Centuries have passed since the war, and the people of today knew a little short of nothing about the epic battle that had happened thousands of thousands of years ago. The existence of angels and especially genies has been horribly, horribly reconstructed: the angels, being associated with religion, and the genies, being dismissed as mere myths.
The people of today perceive angels as their invisible protectors, their guardians, who watch them tirelessly from the heavens above. They see them as divine creatures, so pure and so holy, and only a few steps below the creator himself.
The story of them once calling the angels as cowards never reached their ears, and the idea that they were at once at par with the said heavenly being, now was just too ridiculous to entertain.
The genies on the other hand, were simply perceived as creatures who granted a person in possession of their lamp three wishes. No stories of them being forcibly enslaved were ever heard, nor were there any accounts of their actual existence.
The people of today see genies as mere characters in fictions, created by the ever imaginative brain. People never associate the word genie with 'a lost civilization', only with lamps, power and wishes.
And all these happened because time buried the truth, leaving all knowledge about the happenings of so long ago to two creatures: the last genie, and her master.
A mass execution was what had happened, that left her, in only a few days, as the last of her kind.
It was to be expected, she mused. The humans were afraid of losing their control over the genies, afraid of suffering the same fate as their-now servants. They were afraid of an uprising, revenge, and of course afraid of a defection. That was why they called for the mass execution, and that was why there were no longer genies − except for her − today.
All oil lamps, the vessel through which a captured genie's soul was bound, were confiscated and destroyed by the human government. Thorough searches and the strict implementation of the rules ensured that not one lamp would be spared.
But nonetheless, she survived.
And that was simply because her soul was not bound to an oil lamp, rather it was bound to a ring.
She had to commend her former master for his incredible knowledge and skill. For the known techniques for binding a soul to an inanimate object only use oil lamps as their vessels. The use of other inanimate objects has not been heard of. And he being able to accomplish such a feat spoke volumes of his cleverness.
It was just such a shame that he hadn't perfected it. He could've controlled her longer.
It was common knowledge that genies had the power to grant their master's wishes, but what people do not know is that a genie cannot grant every wish.
Like humans, genies had specializations. Not one genie was capable of performing every known magic there is.
There were genies who specializes with the utilization of the elements, possessing skills that enable them to use the elements according to their will. There were also those who specialize in illusions, capable of making one doubt the reality that he or she lives in. And of course, there are those, including her, who specializes in the anatomy of living things, capable of enhancing, restructuring, and sometimes, resurrecting any living (or former living) being.
The specializations of genies are not limited to the aforementioned three. Nor are the genies under the same specialization able to perform every magic another genie of the same specialization performs. There was always a matter of skill, and that she believes was why her former master chose her.
It was quite known, back in the day, that she was a prodigy in her specialization. She worked with the best of the best, and even surpassed both Chiyo and Tsunade who were the most renowned anatomical specialists of their time.
What she was capable of was known by genies, humans, and angels alike. Therefore it was no surprise that her former master got wind of her.
It was true that she was far from being the most powerful genie there is, but she was capable of what he desired. And that was why he sought her out, that out of the thousands, she was chosen.
And what did the human want? Simple, the ever notorious: immortality.
Now, hands down she would have refused such a wish. For immortality to her, was not a thing that anyone can just have. She herself did not subject herself under her magic to gain immortality. For her, it was both unwanted and unnecessary.
But after her soul being bound and effectively enslaving her, it wasn't like she could refuse. So when her master summoned her and demanded to make him immortal, she found herself unwillingly performing the seals necessary for the spell.
While she was performing the seals, she felt it: that little control she still had over her body. It was then she realized that her master's binding was flawed; for it was not able to completely control the will of the one it bound. And that made all the difference.
Though she couldn't fully stop herself from performing the spell, she could always alter it in some small way. And alter it, she did.
The alteration had gone unnoticed by her master, and so he lived believing that he was indeed immortal. It was too late when he discovered that his binding was flawed, and it was indeed too late when he discovered what he was given wasn't exactly what he wished for.
When a sword pierced his lung, and when he felt his life fading, he knew that there was obviously something wrong. Casting a suspicious glance at the genie, he noticed the slight tilt of her lips, as if she was satisfied with what she was seeing.
"You are immortal." She simply said.
And when her master fell lifelessly on the ground, she added "Well, almost."
Being relieved of her master, yet still being bound to the ring, granted her a little more control of her powers, and gained her a temporary immortality.
And today, like the thousands of thousands that have already passed, she walks through the streets, like a ghost, with her aura hidden, and whole body invisible, continuously searching for a new master that would hopefully set her free.
There was a lot of doubt with this search of hers, but she being ever the optimist, she continues to do so any way.
So she, Haruno Sakura walks, and walks, and observes.
...until she felt that eerie feeling of someone observing her.
A/N: who was Sakura's former master?! what did she mean by 'almost'?! and who was the stalker observing her?!
hahaha! find out next time.. so read and review peoplezzz.