Chapter 1: It's My Life...
I shook my head slowly, taking in the fact that I was not where I should be. The last thing my mind groggily pulled up was after I fought with those attackers, I had left the grown-down city I grew up in, and I had left in the direction of the desert outside of town that was supposed to stretch on for miles and miles. I silently cursed at myself as I had left with nothing, just the clothes on my back and not a speck of food. Leaving that town had been a bad impulse on my part, but the weird thing I couldn't fathom right now was that I passed out in the sandy hell I had wandered into, not a cold cave, that held no sign of life in it.
I sat up slowly, noticing the slight warmth my chest had been depraived of as I did so. I grabbed the small, orange cape that could barely cover my midriff, and shoved it around my stomach, cursing at the cold air that surrounded me. When I sat up, I noticed no fire, no proof someone else had brought me here, that was, until my eyes glanced around to the side of the darkened cave. A small figure sat, the only visible thing being it's sharp, yellow, cat-shaped eyes that stared angrily at me. Curiosity began to get the better of me, as I stood slowly, making sure to keep the cape tight around me, or as much of me as it could cover. For the first time in my life, I felt gentle, not angry and not wanting to punch the closest, living thing next to me. I eased my way across the cave, only stopping when the figure began to growl. My kindness began to ease into suspicion as the figure stood, it's height equal to mine. Different ideas wandered into my mind, between another fight, or maybe a giant animal, I began to worry myself into a fighting stance. The cape fell, lightly to the ground only to reveal a scar that encircled my waist and easily twisted it's way down to my left knee. The memory of how it had been received threaten to make it's way back into my mind, but I shoved it away as I noticed the exit to the cave, soon blocked by the figure, the light revealing a boy, no older than me, 18 with brown hair that cascaded down his back and sides, ending at just below his waist. His eyes were that of a youkai's, or demon's, but his demeanor seemed at peace, for now. He stood, simply facing me as his yellow eyes penetrated mine and for the first time I noticed his long, pointed ears that came to a point inches from where any normal human's would. He had a small, angry look on his face, revealing four canines, sharpened to perfection in his crooked mouth. His clothes were plain, though more appropriate than mine. He wore a white shirt, with sleeves that stretched down to his elbows, and on top of that he had a strange, red flap that dived into his brown belt, holding his light colored blue jeans. On his shoulders were spikes, clearly showing he had been in some fights, I could make out some blood on the edges of the spikes themselves as I quickly counted six spikes, three spikes darting off each shoulder. On his neck he had a tan colored, cape holder, the cape I woke up with came to mind, but I didn't dare look at it, for an actual fear he might attack me.
For some reason, I got a strange feeling that he wasn't going to hurt me, despite how much he obviously wanted to. I took a huge, mental breath before I let out a tiny squeak of a question, "Who are you?" I asked, hoping I crossed no line, presuming that he had brought me here from the desert as the burning sun filled sky began to redden, indicating night was fast approaching.
For the first few minutes, he said nothing to me, only increasing my worry, but after he let forth a noticeable growl he spat his name quickly, "Son Goku, human" He growled.
Now my suspicions were all but confirmed as he spat the word human. I stood my ground as he darted from where he stood, to the entrance of our tiny cave, "Damn it" He cursed, running at me. For the second I saw him, my breath caught in my throat. I wanted to run, but his long nailed hand nailed my stomach as he shoved me harshly against the side of the wall. It was now, very apparent that our heights were slightly different as he was a few inches taller. Both of our breathing stopping as I heard heavy footsteps outside. I wanted to yell for help, but his fist nailing me to the wall took away any chance I had of yelling, but strangely, as his chest was slightly pressed up to my face, and I could barely make out his breathing as his chest moved up and down lightly, I felt relaxed and somewhat out of danger.
The footsteps faded, and for a moment, I was glad that I was being held by a boy of his… caliber. Though, as the seconds collapsed, my old habit began to kick in, as the ability to see one's past began to show itself in my head again. My breathing had completely stopped, and I felt as if the world had just ended. My vision showed me nothing but fighting as blood was splattered in front of me. In my head, I saw this strange boy, standing on a mound of corpses, looking down on the fallen enemies he had defeated, and yet, instead of fear from such a killer, I felt a strange sadness envelope me as I could easily make out that he was no killing machine, but just simply, someone who was lost, unsure of what to do, killing must have seemed the only thing to do for him.
My mind reeled, but I forced it back to reality, and as the clear sign of danger was gone, he held his place, while also making me hold mine as we both stood, stone still, pressed against a wall. A few minutes passed before he threw himself off me, dashing to the opening in the cave, clearly checking for any others. As he did so, I leaned, heavily against the cave wall, only being able to remember the sadness I had felt when I saw his past. Slowly my eyes moved up to see a much closer than I remember, Son Goku, staring down at me, his fangs barred. I instantly knew he was about to strike, but for some unseen reason, I could not move from my spot and with the beat of a humming bird's wings, his fist was flying at me, only to stop inches away from my face as my eyes focused, not on his fist, but on his face that was clearly torn between pounding my face in, and walking away.
He forced his hand back and let out a yell, "DAMN IT" He yelled, pounding into the ground, leaving a clear hole where his fist collided. It was when he held his hand on the ground, I noticed a large cut going down his back.
The smarts that I was supposed to have left me as I placed a soft hand onto his shoulder, only receiving a flinch from him. "You saved me right? Let me help you…" I asked him, bending down to rest on my knees next to his shoulder, seeing just how large the cut was, was not what surprised me, it was when he took off his shirt to reveal one, decked out body but also one decked out cut riding down his shoulder blade. The blood was a bit off setting, but I tore a good bit from my cut off shorts, leaving one side much longer, almost to my knee, than the other, which now ended at the middle between my thigh and knee on my right side. I saw him throw a curious glance at my ripped up shorts as I tied the scrap easily around his shoulder, covering the large cut.
Son Goku quickly grabbed my hands and forced me to the ground, slightly cutting off my air supply as his right hand was pressing down on my throat. I didn't panic, seeing as how I did touch a cut, but the way his eyes dialated set my nerves off slightly. When his eyes suddenly melded back into the slightly rounded, but still mostly black slit that had been, he quickly let go of me and stood, looking slightly angry. "Just go" He hissed at me as he turned his back.
I was unsure of what to do, but the way the air had suddenly grown cold and dangerous made me grunt slightly in agreement, as I walked, not hurrying away, from his still form in the cave. His shirt still rested on the ground, and the blue jean material visibly covering a part of his shoulder, I mentally sighed as I inhaled deeply, only to walk slowly out into the freezing night.
After about an hour of walking, my legs now clearly filled with goose-bumbs from the wind, I sat down, next to a rock and huddled my knees closer to my chest. I let out a large breath, seeing the actually air turn an icier shade as my breath became visible. Even though he hadn't spoke much, I was completely missing the comfort from just being near another entity. Though from his past, and the way he acted, there was a deep sense in me that told me that he wasn't even aware of how much he truly wanted human companionship. I knew in my mind that no matter how hard I tried, his rough barrier would never be penetrated, and if it ever was, I highly doubted I would be the one to complete the task.
Quiet footsteps behind me made me jump as secretly my heart had hopped I would see his amazingly beautiful brown hair flowing towards me, but what greeted me was something I knew all to well. A large man, clouded in black armor, pointed an even larger sword at me, "There she is men, the one who will led us to victory" He yelled as hundreds of soliders dashed towards me, all shouting for their future victories from some unknown enemy. Of course the only reason I could be as relaxed as I was, was in fact because I could not only see someone's past, but also their future. So if they wanted to find something they lost, they'd simply just have to make me see their past and tell them, or say they wanted world domination, being able to see your enemies move before they actually completed it would inspire anyone.
I struggled to my feet, but the cold, night air had all but frozen them in place as they physically hurt to move, I prepared for the dozens of arms reaching towards me, but instead, I simply felt a soft, cloth dash by my face.
I pulled my hands from in front of my face to see Son Goku, standing defensively in front of me. My midnight eyes slightly widened as curiosity and fear enveloped me, but mostly the curiosity was over powering as to two reasons; why was he here? And why did he save me? Though both questions would have to wait due to his next actions.
He spoke the longest sentence he had ever said in front of me with such anger and such devotion, you could almost swear he had followed me or something close to that. "Don't you touch her, swine" He had spat, slashing three men with just the flick of his wrist. The supposed general glared harshly at him, his face becoming red with anger.
He glanced around at his forces numbering well over one-hundred as he let out a sick laugh. "She's the key to world domination men, move it!!!" He yelled, inspiring new courage in all of the fool hardy men.
Son Goku tossed a curious glance at me when he uttered those words to his men, but focused more on mencing the men in front of him. With just a few flicks of his wrist, he easily slaughtered every man that had rushed him, only leaving the cowards who had chosen to remain in the back of the large force, and of course, the biggest coward who rode his large horse and glared harshly at Son Goku. "Fine then, retreat!" He ordered the last fifteen or so soliders.
Once they had easily exited both of our sights, Son Goku's being slightly better than mine, he turned towards me, his figure now towering above my sitting one. Through the action, my legs had floated to the back of my mind, but were quickly thrust back when he threw his right hand down to grab my left arm and pulled me easily to stand up, the whole while his hand never leaving my arm.
When I had been completely stood up he glared right at me "Explain" was all he said, as if the long sentence from earlier had worn out his speaker box.
Fear began to rise inside of me before I even began telling him why the real reason those army men had chased me, but the memory of him pulling me out of a blistering desert came back to my mind and I figured I owed him that much. "Well, I can kinda see past and future. All I really have to do is touch someone, so its like if you wanted to know what your first word was, I could show you… or say you wanted to find out the easiest way to dominate the world, I could show that as well, hence the nutty men trying to take me away." I slightly shuddered from the freezing wind.
Son Goku stood in deep thought for a while, the ideas slowly fading into my head… maybe he was trying to find out how to use my abilities to his advantage, or maybe he was willing to help protect me, but the second made me collapse in a fit of mental giggles in my head as I knew very well he was not the partner-type. I was slightly shook back to reality when he cleared his throat, as if trying to speak for the first time again, he began to talk lower, as if hiding it from the world what he was saying. "Would they leave you alone if you had someone near you?" He whispered slightly, sounding to me as if the wind was merely whispering to me. "I can see you don't like people, which is good because neither do I, and lucky you, I'm not human, I'm youkai which means you won't be near people" He let out a canine-grin.
I almost died from the flow of questions that had entered my mind, like why was he offering this… didn't he hate me… what would I answer? I wandered, slightly nervous. "I… don't know… I've never traveled with anyone as you said" I huffed. "People are un trustworthy. They'll give someone dear to them, up at the first sign there in danger. Why should I travel with someone that's going to betray me anyway?" I questioned no one. It was unfortunately true though, I had lost my trust in a dear friend of mine long ago. She had been captured and as soon as the boss began simply yelling at her, she spilled my hiding spot and weakness, which was now under wraps. Ever since then, I had a physical reminder of how much humans where completely un-trustworthy.
Son Goku let out a mocking laugh. "Good, we think alike" He stared down at me, his face quite becoming in the moonlight. "Though if you ask it, I'll head the same way you are for a while… might be fun getting to fight more often anyway" He grinned, showing his love for killing, though my mind saw it as a farce.
I nodded. "Fine, but just so you know, I had it all handled. You didn't have to help me at all" I said, walking in the direction opposite that the men had come from.
Son Goku stared at my walking form, and began following, his fingers slightly twitching from the urge of wanting to tear my body apart, but something held him back again as he growled and held right arm with his left hand, the sightable pulsations from the urge of killing he had right now becoming visible. "Fine" Was all he said, going back to a one word basis with me.
I was inwardly grateful at the fact he had, so easily, agreed to come with me, though I knew inside that he was believing that the only reason he had for joining me was that he knew there would be men chasing me, so he had free access to a endless supply of bloodshed by his hand. I wanted to shake my head and turn to slap him, but his ominous air around him made him seem un-touchable, so I quickly pushed the thought away. I won't let myself be beaten by human weakness or women-kindness. This is my life, and I'll be damned if I let someone else control it for their own, greedy purposes. If I have to, I'll have Son Goku kill me, though it almost seems as if he can't. Makes me wander… We continued walking for a few moments until I had noticed him suddenly stop behind me and crawl up a large, randomly placed tree. He sat atop the largest branch and simply watched the horizon, completely ignoring me. I sighed and told myself this was the attitude I would have to put up with. Though I guess traveling the road he has, it would take a lot of time before he would probably even sleep in front of me.
I took the fact that he was sitting on the largest branch he could get to as a silent sign for me to rest, so I took a spot, slightly placed away from him, for his benefit, but more for mine, seeing as how I had become strangely nervous around him from time to time, and the thought of spending that much time with anyone began to feel like poison to my mind. I took a seat next to a large boulder a few yards away from the tree, happy for the little feeling of solitude I was somehow receiving. I slowly closed my eyes, and for some reason, the vision from his past began to slowly invade my tired mind. I could do nothing except watch it replay itself in my mind slowly. So as the bloody scene repeated itself in my head, I began to lull myself to sleep with a quiet hum of a song that I had no recollection of where I learned it, but every time I hummed it, I had quickly fallen asleep, which was no different from my fading mind. Slowly, but quickly my mind relaxed itself to a quiet sleep, and my humming soon stopping to reveal my sleeping, softened face, that was, unknown to me, being watched.
Son Goku sat, yards away from his new 'charge'. Damn weak girl he cursed at her in his mind. Why can't I make myself kill this one, lowly human? He repeated in his mind over and over. He took one last look over at the shadowed form that was her sleeping body and grinned. No better time than now He told himself as he dashed over to her. At what would seem warp speed to a human, but slightly sluggish to him, he approached her, his prescence not warranting any movement from her. He growled lightly as the same, strange feeling crept back into him, urging him to kill her and protect her. He stared at her, questions drifting to and fro in his mind. He began to reflect back to what she had told him, how she could see past and future and his mind began to take an evil thought which with one glance at her, seemed to slowly fade away into nothingness.
He crouched down to become level with her slowly moving form, the air only slightly dashing through her chest every other second. Her face cringed as he kneeled down, but within seconds returned to a normal, peaceful, human girl's face. He gazed awkwardly at her, temptation once again dashing through him, and once again being pushed aside with only a small glance at her face. He slowly reached out to touch a part of her face, receiving no response he decided to be not only a little mean, but also a little curious. He reached down to her knee with the cut, the size of it wandering and waving about in his head. He knew the blood colored cut would only make him was to cause more blood to come out, but the same way he knew that, he knew he would not be able to hurt her.
He lifted the small piece of fabric that covered the end or beginning, he wasn't sure which, and lifted it only enough to where he could see how deep it was, and sure enough, he wanted nothing more than to chop her into pieces to see how much blood would spill out, but he was again, lulled as he noticed the midriff of her shirt slightly waving in the wind, revealing the other end of the deep cut. He let out a soft growl and looked over his weakling compainon. Her tattered clothes made it easy for anyone to catch a cold in this weather, or receive horrendous sun burns during the day. He glanced around slowly, only to see a small town, shadowed in the distance. With a bite of his lip, he stood straight and let out a huff of air as he raced towards the town, his own agenda dashing through his mind.
I woke the next morning to rub my eyes tiredly. Ok, so sleeping on the ground wasn't a great idea I sighed as I stood and stretched. My blurry vision instantly focused on the tree that Son Goku had stayed in. He's probably angry I slept so long I sighed, slightly nervous and slightly annoyed that he had let me sleep that long anyway.
I sucked in a deep sigh, and moved slowly towards the tree, it's looming figures beginning to take over my view. The clouds moved slowly above head, a dark gray tint taking them over. The wind let forth a heavy gust ruffling my mop of hair slightly. I stood at the base of the tree looking up curiously, at the top branch. The only defining thing I observed was a small box, black in color and easily hidden behind a small bushel of leaves. I took a breath and climbed up the wobbily tree, only praying that Son Goku wasn't hiding behind a branch just waiting to scare the living out of me.
When I reached the top branch and was safe from any Son Goku, I reached for the midsized box carefully, balancing on the branch with my legs tangled below where I sat, underneath the branch. I opened the box to be slightly surprised when I saw a set of clothing, just my size, resting inside the box. I pulled out the small, black shirt that would clearly slow off my belly button, whether I liked it or not. The pants where, just that, blue-jean styled pants that would only stretch to beneath my knees. The small pair of shoes made me slightly cringe. I thought about the last time I had worn stuffy shoes, but couldn't remember, so with a shrug, and a quick glance up and down, and side to side, I climbed quickly into the clothes.
When I had finished, I was about to put my old clothes in the empty box, but I noticed two, small luminous objects. One was a tiny comb, that with my hair would take more than a few minutes to work through with. The other was a small, blue, crystallized necklace. It had normal string to tie together to make the necklace, but the gem was like an additional piece. It caught the slightest light and sparkled a delicate rainbow in my eyes. I thought about putting this on, not to sure if this was from Son Goku or not, I didn't want to upset anyone further than I already had. I gave a small shrug and quickly brushed my hair, and after a minute of a staring contest with the necklace, I laced it gently around my neck.
I took another breath and hopped down the tree, dusting off my blue-jeans that cut off below my knee and up to the top of my shirt that almost felt to small to wear. While I didn't mind the black on it, the size was just riding on the verge of too small for me, but was still comfortable as it left a good half of my arm free while the other half was covered by the sleeves. I had brushed my hair into another long pony-tail, leaving stray strands that were too short to be included in the pony-tail to stay, stranded in my face. My midnight eyes scanned the desert in front of me, and it was all to apparent that Son Goku had left. Well, he did help me, so I guess I was enough trouble for him I thought to myself. I took a deep gust of air only to let it back out in a large sigh. I walked over to the rock, now seeing the graying sky as storm clouds approached. "Damn" I cursed, glaring wildly around for cover. Even though I hadn't ever left home, I knew that the random storm that came around every now and then was a hell of a storm. Floods where immenent no matter where you where, and so far, the only place I could make out for cover was the tree I had just climbed down from. The first drop of rain hit, clearly a sign to move my ass. I climbed up the tree as the storm quickly worsened. I became completely soaked within the first thirty seconds, and the new clothes I was getting used to got wet and heavy and not at all as comfortable as they were.
I began to curse my luck only to feel someone poke me harshly on the back of my head. I spun around, unaware of how wobbily the branch I was one truly was. I saw Son Goku's angry face and stumbled back just enough to cause the branch to break, sending me, and the very angry Son Goku to fall on top of me.
We landed in a deepening puddle and let forth a large splash. I shook my head but when I tried to stand, I realized my hand was nailed to the ground. During the fall, un known to either of us, Son Goku's clawed hands had dug harshly into the side of my hand, just barely skimming the side though, he hadn't pierced any bone. I let forth a small grunt as I stared at the mass pinning me down on the ground, this scene all to familiar in my memory. Son Goku stared down at me, his golden eyes becoming strangely curious and angry at the same time. The water began to crawl up to my face, and the clear anxiety at impending doom for me began to show in his face, but something made him shake it away and he quickly stood, relieving my face of the water as I slowly floated up the few inches. He turned away, not moving he just stood there staring at the rain clouds. I brought myself up on my elbows, slightly sitting up, but not standing.
It was raining harder now, and the desert around us had become foggy and hard to see through. Son Goku stared straight ahead of us, his eyes not shifting from his position. I slowly glanced around his head, to see angry eyes, and for half a second I thought he was angry at me that I was wearing these clothes, or I was up in his tree. What are you… a monkey? I slightly laughed to myself.
Son Goku's left hand quickly flew at me, and grabbed one of my arms, hoisting me up to stand straight behind him, but his arm didn't leave me far alone, it simply rested, slightly extended in front of me, and for a minute, I thought he was teasing me, but his growl began to echo from his stomach. "Don't move" He ordered me, and as much as I was against following someone else's orders, something told me, that it was safer behind the guy who was fighting an urge to kill me, than to run around and away from him.
His shoulder's tensed quickly as quietly I heard a small sound of a horse's neighing. I stared lightly around his head, more afraid of the shrouded desert than him, only to see sharp, red eyes looking at us. "Give us your valuables and the girl, and maybe you can live through this night" I heard a hoarse man yell. I began to think he was another person after my abilities, but his demand for valuables led me to think he was either a bandit, or a youkai.
Son Goku let out an evil half laugh, half growl when he glared at the voice. "Something to intrest you more, this girl can see your past, and future, something else you might want" Son Goku tempted him.
I stared, frozen at Son Goku, Dummy I mentally punched him. You just probably made them more ready to fight to get me I yelled in my head, but as I finished that thought, my mind flashed back to what he said might be fun getting to fight more often and I instantly knew what he was telling them, he was just in it for the fun of fighting! I wanted to hit him hard on the head, but my instinct told me, as long as he was here, I wouldn't have to worry about anything, though he probably wouldn't ever say that or even admit to it.
The man on the horse walked slowly into view, a mistake Son Goku was more than happy to grin about. "Bad move then" The man said, "I, Motsu, will take her, and conquer the world" He let forth a wild, complete proof of his insanity, laugh that echoed to around us.
Son Goku's right hand quickly flexed itself as his left hand grabbed on to my side, his claws slightly hurting, but not so much since I had slightly gotten used to them. I was confused as to why he increased his attention on me, but slowly, hundreds of horses began to neigh and walk towards us, and slowly it became apparent we were surrounded. Pikes and spears slowly aimed themselves at us, and the leader of the idiots, I mean brigade pulled out a long gun, of the banishing kind. The next set of events confused me, but Son Goku let out a surprised grunt and slid around the bullet he fired. "A banishing… gun?" I asked aloud, slightly surprised.
"Yes girl" The bandit yelled, "And your little youkai friend can't live through this bullet" He taunted. His evil laughter was cut off when Son Goku had quickly sliced off both of his hands with his bare claws and returned to me within seconds. Son Goku's grin was larger, and very canine filled as he laughed loudly.
Son Goku's ego came back down as the rest of the men began to advance forward. "G…GET HER" Motsu yelled as his horse quickly retreated, leaving his men to 'get me'. I wanted to laugh since I had a sneaky suspicion that they wouldn't stand a chance and low and behold, within seconds every one of them had been slaughtered.
I know its wrong, to like the fact that he killed them all, but damn he's got skills. Probably shouldn't anger him. I thought as he sloshed his way back through the knee high water. He stared down at me and grinned "I was right" He grinned widely as he walked slowly passed me. Must be about that whole, more fighting thing I shrugged as I followed him up to the tree.
The water was high enough now that only three quarters of the tree was above water and it didn't look like it'd end anytime soon, so with a grunt and a shove, Son Goku and I got to the top of the tree, though his position was slightly higher than mine. I heard him grunt lightly as he settled down, and when I was just about fed up with the whole silence thing I turned to talk with him, only to see him quietly sleeping, his soft face slowly swirling around in my mind. I began to reflect, even though my mind didn't want to. I remembered the different people I had met, and the different ones that had betrayed my honest trust. For the first time, as I gazed into Son Goku's relaxed face, his sharp features un-moving in sleep, I felt I had found someone who, even though he seemed rough on the outside, had a calm interior. I let out a large sigh and stared blankly through the trees and wandered what Son Goku was planning on doing next… dragging us through a dust ridden town, having a happy meal… that wasn't me. As the thoughts danced around in my head, I began to drift slowly off to sleep, unaware of Son Goku's true intentions.
The next morning I awoke to an unusually cheerful Son Goku, or as cheerful as he could be. He was walking down by the rock from the other day with an animal carcase. He sat down on the opposite of the rock from me, and as I went to sit up, I noticed his white shirt fluttering on top of me and instantly, for the first time I let a bit of a blush burst through. I shook my head harshly and jumped down the tree, walking nervously over to the rock. I poked my head around the side of the rock to see Son Goku putting a leg from a deer that was too unfortunate to get caught in front of him, over a toasty fire, a very unwelcome toasty fire as I noticed the sun had grown high into the sky. So I took a breath and walked around the rock and stared at his topless body. "Your shirt" I said, showing a half angry, but pretty much alright facial feature. Though it had become a cake-walk for me to hide my real emotions, I still was going crazy from how decked out his body was.
He gave me a curious stare and snatched his shirt back. "Better?" he asked, stoking the fire, and almost angry tone in his voice.
I wanted to tell him 'Yeah right. I'm freezing, hungry, angry, nervous, scared and basically every emotion known to women-kind' but I refrained and stared curiosly at him for a moment. "Son Goku…" I began to ask, but his rough hand flew up to my face, stopping only inches from my face, though I gave no flinch to him.
He stared annoyed at me. "Just call me Goku all ready, that whole Son Goku thing" He said, looking down and to the side a bit.
For the first time, I was seeing the sadness coming off him, the same as when I saw his past. "Alright then, Goku" I spoke calmly to him. "I've only got one question for you" I eyed him, getting the same cocky eye look from him. I let a half smile show up and stared intriqued at him, "I hope you don't think your getting the good parts" I motioned to the deer.
Goku let out an evil sounding laughter, though now it was as if he was just teasing me. "Only if you think you can" He stared.
It was then that our bond had been created, though had I known what secret watchers were planning, I would have been only too quick to run.