Alright, the second chapter to this story. I kind of predict that this story is going to be veeerrryyy long. I have a good feeling it's gonna take me ages to finish. Sorry about the explainations that were translated from Chinese. I couldn't do without them as there is no english word which can replace them. Anywayz enjoy.

Chapter 2: The Weird Sensation

The night was quite silent, except for a few insect screeching and owls singing. It was the music of the dark. Jue stood quite stunned, his thoughts were crowded. Though he did not possess clear first hand account of what happened, he heard the vivid descriptions from his Uncle Ma. He raised his head to glaze at the pallid moon, slowly traced his path into a deep and concentrated track of thoughts.

If I was as good as that person I saw this afternoon, if only…

Amidst his focused feelings, he didn't realise a large outline approached him from behind. Very slowly, very quietly. A muscular hand, coarse and rough reached out, making its way to his shoulder…

"I saw your candlelight still burning. I thought you were asleep so I decided to check it out," he said.

"Uncle, I'm old enough to stay up, plus I can't seem to sleep. Sometimes I have these strange nightmares, real life like images. It seems so real yet so distant at the same time." Jue replied quietly.

"My child, you are just too tired these few days. You have been working too hard. You should sleep now" insisted Ma.

"Alright." he agreed, "Err, Uncle? Have you ever wondered how my parents..."

"Sleep now my child, don't worry about things in which you can do nothing about"

"But..." protested Jue, but soon found that he was surrounded by darkness. A creak of the door and his Uncle was gone.

Will I ever avenge my parents? No… I have to, I just have to. My parents didn't die for nothing. That evil culprit will find death at my hands.

Jue had crowded dreams that night, all filled with dangerous apparitions, horrific tales of his parents. Frightened by the nightmares, he awoke sweating as if he has been in the desert. A curious noise captured his attention. "What can that be?" he whispered to himself quietly. He tiptoed to the paper window, sliding the door open slowly, making sure it did not creak. The paper window was translucent enough to be able to see small firesticks lit up in the courtyard.

The moon glistened above as shone very brightly. Amidst the moon light glow, he could make out a few figures. It was a fight inside his courtyard. Jue's eyes were nearly blinded by the moon and the reflections from the fight. All he could hear was the clinging and the whooshing of the swords slicing the air around it. After his eyes adjusted to the brightness, as he had been in a dark room, he recognised a familiar figure. It was the man whom he saw that afternoon. The clashing of swords ringed clearly in Jue's hears, though he could barely make out what was going on. To him, it was apparent that there was another brawl. A few men holding menacing sharp scimitars were determined on catching their prey, the figure that Jue remotely recognised.

Cling. Zing. Zing. A few further sounds collided of sharp metal. The metal met its target, blood spilled. That figure threw his weapon at his opponent, for a desperate attempt to distract the enemies. Quick with his mind, Jue dashed forward, seized that man's arm and sprinted into the darkness. Within a fraction of a second, those men were all dazed. They were surprised but also angry that their prey hadn't met his fate at their swords. The man with the yellow scarf, who seemed to be the leader, commanded orders for a search in groups of two. Quickly the groups searched carefully for the man which Jue took.

Jue, still grasping the man's muscular arm, peeked out from his hiding pose. They were quite concealed behind the stone building, squinting into the darkness; he saw that the men had torches. The blazing flame danced around, cheering and celebrating that the hunt was in session. The hunt that was almost complete.

Seeming to lurk in the shadows, a person approached the two in hiding. No one has noticed him yet, because he camouflaged well with the background. A hand suddenly grabbed them, in fact two hands. Two strong powerful hands covered their mouths and pulled them into the wall. The wall? How is that possible? Why hadn't the man killed them yet?

Jue, struggling to free himself from the intense grasp was able to capture a glimpse of the man whom was holding him. It was his dear Uncle.

"Shhh, be quiet and come this way both of you" whispered Ma as he led them into an underground basement. He closed the wooden hatch of the basement and locked it down with a metal pole. Quickly, he snapped at something and a spark appeared which burst into a flaming torch.

"Who is this Jue?" inquired Ma politely

"Although I don't know him, I know that getting outnumbered in a fight is very unfair. That's why I helped him. He is the man I saw this afternoon on the way home" Jue replied

"Thank you for saving me, though I am surprised at this. I thought I would have met my fate at the sword of their's but …" said the tall man "My name is Li Zhang"

"Are you the Li Zhang who was renowned for saving Zhu Yuan Zhang during the battle at Feng Yuan?" inquired Uncle Ma intrigued about the background of this man.

"Yes, but that was a long time ago, this is not the time for this. We should be quiet." Answered Li Zhang.

That night was the longest night that Jue had ever known. Living and sleeping in an atmosphere of fear of getting caught. He had learnt the taste of being a prey.

The sun was up early the next day, work started as usual. Everyone was extremely busy as it was autumn. Stocks had to be harvest and stored to endure the winter days. The streets were busy with traffic of all sorts. There were carts travelling to neighbouring villages. Riders on stallions could be also seen. These were people of the society. Notice that this word of society isn't the normal meaning. It is referring to the dangers of existing in the human world. Many people who travel on the roads of society are trained fighters. Assassins. Killers. This was the world in Ancient days.

This is during the time of the Mongolian invasion. The Great Khan commanded battalions of Mongols into China to attack the rich lands of the south in hopes to seek prosperity and unification. The Mongols had already reach the Yellow river and continued to press south. South of the river was the most prosperous land in all of China. Jiang Nan. (South of River) Rich and also full of beautiful women. People were unwilling to protect their homelands from invasion, they treasured the lives that they have already where all they did was drink wine and write poetry, but that time period was over. China had lost it's will to defend against outside enemies. Part of the reason was that China had no been invaded from the outside for many dynasties, but the more important reason was the fact that the emperor himself drank wine and wrote poetry all day. He neglected the political issues which governed his country; he forgot about the hard times that his people are going through. Thus a rebellion took place, which was led by Zhu Yuan Zhang. Yet the man power that they possess was minute compared to the vast army that the Mongols had. To make matters worse, The Mongols had already invaded neighbouring countries, extending their borders into the Eastern European countries. This vast empire housed a very large number of soldiers. It was definitely hard times for China. It was a losing battle as soon as the Song soldiers, Song which was the dynasty at that time, lost the Great wall. Everything went south from there, both literally and physically.

Jue flutters his eyes slightly, about to wake up.

Dont worry, next chapter is coming soon. I'm already in the process of writing it up. R&R :P