First things first. If you haven't heard by now, My JadeXHsi Wu shrine had an address update. Its url is different now! Check my user look up for the new one. Also, I apologize for any bizarre Os that appear. FF.net adds them, I don't know why. I don't type them!
Dum Dum Dum! Its LM chapter 13!
Gah! Where has the time gone? I just realized how long its been since I updated! Grrrr! alright! So, LM is back and rearing to go ( Ah, there's still so much that is going to happen *.*) What have I been doing, you ask? Writing a 91 page screenplay for college and other such things. So, here's LM, 13
Disclaimer: I don't own JCA. If I did, Hsi Wu and Tso Lan would each have their own spin off. However, I do own a whole bunch of cheap, plastic Mardis Gras beads!
Lotus Moon
Chapter 13: Darkness
Its dark. But then, it is always dark here. Dark and silent. This is the way that I like it. I lay here on my bed. Alone.
In the dark.
The door to the bungalow slides open.
"Lord Tso Lan?"
Another voice I do not know. I hear them more and more these days. It has been less than a month since I last reflected on my existence, but so much has changed. Perhaps that is why I like the darkness so much. It never changes. I glance up sharply at the strange Chi guardian who has interupted my solitude.
"What do you want?" I more or less demmand in a vibrating monotone.
"Sir, your presence is requested at once, in the main courtyard,"
"Who requests my presence?"
The Chi guadian swallows hard. His large green eyes look glassy. It appears that I have unerved him. This brings me an odd type of pleasure. I find this beings fear almost sensual, like it is natural. I give my head a slight shake to ward off such feelings. I refuse to become a devil. I am a demon, this I am proud of, but I will not allow myself to become the authoritarian tyrant that many of my ancestors were. I am better than that. I would sooner annihilate the world than rule it with an iron fist.
I stand up.
I am easily twice the size of this petty guardian. I don't see how he could defend the world against the forces that are massing. This is not my worry, though. I move past him, practically gliding across the floor. The Chi guardian does not follow me. Rather, he goes off towards Lu's Bungalow. I hear the door slide open, but there is a cry (from the chi guardian) and the sound of a shattering liquor bottle. Some things never change. The part of me that wants things to go back to the way things were before is comforted by this. The other half of me is disgusted.
Why did things have to change for me? Why couldn't I stay the same? Your world can change in a month. Don't you dare doubt it, not even for an instant. Your life can change in a day! Damn all of you! Don't wyou wonder how I've become this way? I used to hope things would get better. That my visions were just visions, phantoms of things that would never come true. Then one came true. It was actually one of the more subtle ones. You see, that night when I came home from the temple? When I saw Teng dying in one of my visions and that damned moth would not leave the lantern be? Yes, that is the night my life changed forever. See, my mother died in my arms that night. I was just standing there. She was hugging me, then, suddenly, she wasn't. Her arms fell loose and she slumped into me. I never even got to say goodbye. She was just gone. Bai Tsa left the next day. She couldn't stand to be in this place any longer. Not with so many reminders...I can't blame her. Part of me wanted to run away like Bai, but the part of me that is responsible and hates the pain of being abandoned remains. Because, if I was gone, who would make sure Rumiko-hime and Hsi Wu were all right? I couldn't leave them. They were so hurt by mother's sudden death...I couldn't leave them. Not after what being left behind feels like. Why do demons have hearts that shatter so easily? Why can't we be the heartless, cruel creatures we are made out to be in legends? It would make life so much easier.
Still, I stayed and watched over them. Father has never really recovered from Mother's death. Most say that she and Rumiko-hime were his favorite wives. But, he seemed afraid to share his pain with Rumiko, or anyone else. He withdrew from the world and concentrated on gathering the remaining Chi guardians to his side to prepare for the battle that he felt for certain was coming. I say he was drowining his pain. I can't drown mine. Its everywhere. You know? They never told me how mother died. They just said she died. Something about her heart. They would never go into detail. They would mention her hear tand then trail off and leave. I don't even know how my own mother died.
That is why I am so cynical now. Darkness has consumed me. I am drunk on her touch. But now I must come forward and reveal myself to the world. Fine, at least I can find my way around without thinking of...her.
I am content to be left to my own thoughts when I hear Shendu's whining voice within his and Syra's bungalow.
"Mother, how much longer must we keep up this charade? I grow tired of that vile half breed's presence. When father is dead, I'll rip those ratty little wings right of his-"
He doesn't get to finish.
I hear a slap so loud it causes their wall to vibrate.
There is no crying, only a low hiss from Shendu. I have to give him credit. However, this bizarre conversation has earned my interest. Syra is quick to supply me with more information.
"Insolent child! How dare you say such a thing within these walls? One of those blasted Chi guardians could have heard you! You know how cozy they are with your father! A slip of the tongue could mean the slip of an axe on your neck! Is that what you want? Little fool! I cannot believe my offspring would have such a loose mouth. Oh, well. You do have some of your fathe rin you. What a shame. Do you have any idea of the disgusting, degrading things I went through to birth you? Sot hat you might become more powerful than your father ever could? With this alliance I have forged, you will not need Chi guardians or humans. You will have your own army, and they will not question you. They will be completely obedient. Now, go wipe that blood off your fac ebefore we go see your father,"
There is a scuffling from within as he heads off.
I cannot believe what I have just heard.
What could this mean?
Has Syra forged an allianc ethat will help us defeat out enemies?
No.
The feeling I have is terrible.
It is pitch black.
It is not the comforting darkness.
Something horrible is about to transpire.
And for the record, the moth broke through the lantern and burned alive in pursuit of happiness.
END 13
Dum Dum Dum! Its LM chapter 13!
Gah! Where has the time gone? I just realized how long its been since I updated! Grrrr! alright! So, LM is back and rearing to go ( Ah, there's still so much that is going to happen *.*) What have I been doing, you ask? Writing a 91 page screenplay for college and other such things. So, here's LM, 13
Disclaimer: I don't own JCA. If I did, Hsi Wu and Tso Lan would each have their own spin off. However, I do own a whole bunch of cheap, plastic Mardis Gras beads!
Lotus Moon
Chapter 13: Darkness
Its dark. But then, it is always dark here. Dark and silent. This is the way that I like it. I lay here on my bed. Alone.
In the dark.
The door to the bungalow slides open.
"Lord Tso Lan?"
Another voice I do not know. I hear them more and more these days. It has been less than a month since I last reflected on my existence, but so much has changed. Perhaps that is why I like the darkness so much. It never changes. I glance up sharply at the strange Chi guardian who has interupted my solitude.
"What do you want?" I more or less demmand in a vibrating monotone.
"Sir, your presence is requested at once, in the main courtyard,"
"Who requests my presence?"
The Chi guadian swallows hard. His large green eyes look glassy. It appears that I have unerved him. This brings me an odd type of pleasure. I find this beings fear almost sensual, like it is natural. I give my head a slight shake to ward off such feelings. I refuse to become a devil. I am a demon, this I am proud of, but I will not allow myself to become the authoritarian tyrant that many of my ancestors were. I am better than that. I would sooner annihilate the world than rule it with an iron fist.
I stand up.
I am easily twice the size of this petty guardian. I don't see how he could defend the world against the forces that are massing. This is not my worry, though. I move past him, practically gliding across the floor. The Chi guardian does not follow me. Rather, he goes off towards Lu's Bungalow. I hear the door slide open, but there is a cry (from the chi guardian) and the sound of a shattering liquor bottle. Some things never change. The part of me that wants things to go back to the way things were before is comforted by this. The other half of me is disgusted.
Why did things have to change for me? Why couldn't I stay the same? Your world can change in a month. Don't you dare doubt it, not even for an instant. Your life can change in a day! Damn all of you! Don't wyou wonder how I've become this way? I used to hope things would get better. That my visions were just visions, phantoms of things that would never come true. Then one came true. It was actually one of the more subtle ones. You see, that night when I came home from the temple? When I saw Teng dying in one of my visions and that damned moth would not leave the lantern be? Yes, that is the night my life changed forever. See, my mother died in my arms that night. I was just standing there. She was hugging me, then, suddenly, she wasn't. Her arms fell loose and she slumped into me. I never even got to say goodbye. She was just gone. Bai Tsa left the next day. She couldn't stand to be in this place any longer. Not with so many reminders...I can't blame her. Part of me wanted to run away like Bai, but the part of me that is responsible and hates the pain of being abandoned remains. Because, if I was gone, who would make sure Rumiko-hime and Hsi Wu were all right? I couldn't leave them. They were so hurt by mother's sudden death...I couldn't leave them. Not after what being left behind feels like. Why do demons have hearts that shatter so easily? Why can't we be the heartless, cruel creatures we are made out to be in legends? It would make life so much easier.
Still, I stayed and watched over them. Father has never really recovered from Mother's death. Most say that she and Rumiko-hime were his favorite wives. But, he seemed afraid to share his pain with Rumiko, or anyone else. He withdrew from the world and concentrated on gathering the remaining Chi guardians to his side to prepare for the battle that he felt for certain was coming. I say he was drowining his pain. I can't drown mine. Its everywhere. You know? They never told me how mother died. They just said she died. Something about her heart. They would never go into detail. They would mention her hear tand then trail off and leave. I don't even know how my own mother died.
That is why I am so cynical now. Darkness has consumed me. I am drunk on her touch. But now I must come forward and reveal myself to the world. Fine, at least I can find my way around without thinking of...her.
I am content to be left to my own thoughts when I hear Shendu's whining voice within his and Syra's bungalow.
"Mother, how much longer must we keep up this charade? I grow tired of that vile half breed's presence. When father is dead, I'll rip those ratty little wings right of his-"
He doesn't get to finish.
I hear a slap so loud it causes their wall to vibrate.
There is no crying, only a low hiss from Shendu. I have to give him credit. However, this bizarre conversation has earned my interest. Syra is quick to supply me with more information.
"Insolent child! How dare you say such a thing within these walls? One of those blasted Chi guardians could have heard you! You know how cozy they are with your father! A slip of the tongue could mean the slip of an axe on your neck! Is that what you want? Little fool! I cannot believe my offspring would have such a loose mouth. Oh, well. You do have some of your fathe rin you. What a shame. Do you have any idea of the disgusting, degrading things I went through to birth you? Sot hat you might become more powerful than your father ever could? With this alliance I have forged, you will not need Chi guardians or humans. You will have your own army, and they will not question you. They will be completely obedient. Now, go wipe that blood off your fac ebefore we go see your father,"
There is a scuffling from within as he heads off.
I cannot believe what I have just heard.
What could this mean?
Has Syra forged an allianc ethat will help us defeat out enemies?
No.
The feeling I have is terrible.
It is pitch black.
It is not the comforting darkness.
Something horrible is about to transpire.
And for the record, the moth broke through the lantern and burned alive in pursuit of happiness.
END 13