Chapter 2: The Other Mask
"What do you think so far Rin?" I asked returning to what was going on now.
"You were the thief?" asked Rin.
"I thought it was common knowledge?" I asked her.
"What, but still, wow. It's hard to believe. I mean hard enough to believe that your whole tone of voice calmed down, and sounds more sensitive and soft now. Back then you were so grumpy and moody."
I blushed a little, embarrassed.
"Hey! Are you home?" called a voice.
"Yeah, I'm here Amy!" I shouted to the door. The door opened and an ampharos walked in. "Hey! What's Rin doing here?"
"She asked about our story, so I was just filling her in," I said with a smile.
"What, Konoha!" she said, slightly embarrassed with a coy tone of voice. She put her hands on her hips, but then she smiled once more. "But if you're going to tell her anyway, then let me tell her my side of the story."
She walked towards us and sat down on a seat beside me. We hugged each other lightly for a second, and then I said, "Go ahead, I'm up the part where I left to make my delivery."
When I woke up, the room was warm and humid. I was dried up and I was put it a dimly lit room. I sat up and looked around. The smell of stew wafted in the air. The room was really not familiar to me at all. The stew cooker was nowhere to be found. I stood up and found the taste of dirt and water in my mouth. Last I remember; I was drowning in the river chasing after that thief.
That was when I realized something, I heard something being said in a different room. I don't know what it was, it sounded very foreign. I hopped off the bed and walked into the other room. It was very dark except for a hole with light coming out of the floor. I walked over to it and looked down. I saw a grovyle that looked the thief from the night before. I jumped in but the thief didn't even notice me. He had his hands clasped and he was saying something to a wooden figure with alien characters written on it. Behind me was a desk with a journal, and beside that was a guitar, a foreign looking instrument that looked like an oversized violin, but with an extra-long stick. A flute sat on the desk, alongside an ocarina, and a few books.
On the desk, was a drawing of two sceptiles standing beside a treeko, It was most likely drawn with a large paintbrush and simple black ink on canvas. The leaf on the back of his head was cut. There was a cast on his right arm and a strong smell of abrasive wound cleaning alcohol clung to the air. His right and left hands were bandaged. His back was burned and had cuts on it, but it gleamed with some kind of Vaseline or oil.
I put my hands together and electricity crackled.
"Ahh!" shouted the thief surprised. He flew up to the ceiling and somehow hung to it like a Glameow. {What that's what you looked like. Now the both of you stop giving me that look.}
"Konoha," I said affirmatively.
"Darn it, don't scare me like that!" he shouted at me.
"You look like the thief." I said honestly.
"Well… It's not my fault my brother looks exactly like me!" he said angrily.
I sniffed the air and noticed that he didn't have the thief's cologne, scent.
"Sheesh," he said falling back to the ground on both feet.
I glanced around the room once more then suddenly he snapped at me," Get out!"
I simply stared at him.
"OUT!" he shouted louder. I looked up at the ceiling, I was definitely not going to get back up there.
He grabbed me and jumped out of the hole.
He sighed and quickly covered the whole with a cauldron. "Don't go in there!"
"Okay," I asked tonelessly.
He let out another sigh and said," You must be hungry. Follow me."
I followed him in to the other room and he walked back into the other room and walked over to the cauldron.
"Alright it's ready," I heard him mutter to himself. He picked up the large black pot from its stand in the furnace and put it on the table. He went back to the other room, and put it on the table.
"If you want to eat, get a bowl from the other room and the large spoon. I would but my hands are dirty after using dig." He said to me. "There's a torch under the bed, light it with a match on the firewood beside your bed."
I did as he told me to and walked into the other room with the torch. I picked up the silverware and a bowl. I threw the torch into the furnace and I walked over to him. He stood back, as if I was going to nail him with electricity. I poured myself some stew. Boy h was quite the cook. At that time I didn't notice it, or rather I really didn't care, but man that stew was supreme. It was sweet, but it was a soft sweet. It was like a kind taste, like a mother's cooking.
"You may sit," he said, gesturing towards a chair. I sat down on one. We stared each other, silently.
"So, what's your name?" he asked me.
"I am Amy." I told him.
"Well then Amy, my name is Konoha, call me K if it suits you." He said.
I looked at him, I didn't really care.
"Amy, I want you to keep quiet about my house and hidden room. Especially the room, it's just something that's like a diary. That room is…" his voice faltered. "That room is precious to me, just keep quiet."
I eyed him, it still didn't matter.
He sighed and said, to himself, "Alright time to get to work."
He climbed up the ladder and staid up there for a while then returned, his hands wet but clean.
"How did you hurt your arm and back?" I asked finally. That's where I hurt the thief the other night.
"Oh these?" he asked pointing at his wrists. "I was cooking yesterday and my back leaf fell into the furnace. It lit up and it hit my back lighting that up. I panicked and tried to hit it with my arms, and the leaves on my arm started to burn. I ran upstairs and threw myself in the river, and that's where I found you drowning."
I eyed him and then he asked, "What? Don't expect a cook to burn himself?"
"Nothing," I told him and started to drink the rest of the stew.
He went into the other room and brought out a few towels. He wrapped some around his body. Then from under the bed he took out a large round bag. It looked like it was used to carry a drum. He took a lid out of the bag and placed it on the cauldron.
He put the cauldron on top of the bag and somehow fit it in the bag.
"Where are you going," I asked him.
"Call it a hobby, call it charity." He told me.
"I'm going to follow you, I still do not fully trust you are telling the truth," I said.
He averted his eyes and said," I don't care."
He waited for me as I finally finished. He picked up the titanic cauldron and set it on his back. He struggled under the weight of it. His bones cracked and clicked under its weight.
"Go up first." He told me.
I went up the ladder and felt the cool winter breeze. He somehow climbed up the ladder, or somehow the ladder supported his weight.
"Phew, now here comes the hard part." Said Konoha.
We walked down the riverside far apart.
A beaten town eventually came into view after an hour. There were many tents but it was still emptier than treasure town. There was a place where the tents surrounded an open area.
Konoha walked to the center of the opening. He put the bag down, and opened it up taking out the cauldron. He stretched his back in pain and sighed happily.
"Come out everyone," Konoha shouted happily.
Some kid Pokemon ran out from the tents and met Konoha. Most of them had cracked bowls, they looked very skinny. A few adults with children came out.
"Come on let's go," Konoha said, his eyes were watery.
"Tears?" I asked him.
"It's nothing." He told me," now c'mon let's get moving. I have to open my bakery."
Rin yawned quietly and said," So how long have you been here for?"
"About two years." Konoha answered.
"And you've been feeding them for…."
"Two years," said Konoha.
"Where do you get the money from?" asked Rin.
"Well my Bakery is very busy." Said Konoha.
"Why did you start?" asked Rin.
"I won't tell you why," he said.
"Amy you tell me," tried Rin.
"Sorry, that's his story to tell," I said giving him the cue to continue.
{Setsuna Damius: Aww man that X-Men days of the crap was carpy. Yes it's so bad that it doesn't even deserve a properly spelled insult. I mean the trailers were like: EXPLOSIONS, FIRE, FREEZING, KABOOM, ACTION EVERYWHERE! Watches movie. ALL WE GET TO SEE WERE OUR FAVORITE SUPER HEROES GET THEIR BUTTS KICKED TO NO END/KILLED! THERE WERE LIKE (Starts counting) 11 SUPER HEROES (and enemies with powers) NOT INCLUDDING KECKLEON -MAN, BIOHAZARD (The guy that makes people puke), RED STUFF THROWER, AND ONE OTHER CHARACTER THAT I THINK I'M MISSING.c WE GET TO SEE THEM HAVE SOME PERSONAL PROBLEMS! YES PAY 10$ TO WATCH 20 MINUTES OF ACTION! NOT ONLY THAT BUT THERE WERE SO MANY MISTAKES! LIKE FOR AN EXAMPLE HOW IS XAVIER ALIVE? (Killed by Jean Gray). How did Magneto suddenly have the power to tell machines what to do, and then suddenly that machine ignores him, then it starts shooting him! And what about Beastie Boy over there, if he could've used the drugs to cure himself, why didn't he do it in like X-Men 3? HOW IS IT THAT IF THAT ROOM IN THE MANSION WHERE XAVIER USES THE MIND THINGY, HOW IS IT THAT THE ONLY THING DUSTY IS THE HELMET. WATCH WOLVERINE GET EVEN WEAKER! MYSTIQ (Raven) PLAYING HARD TO GET! Naww I'm just kidding about that last bit, but seriously that was complete garbage. Well except for the scene with the knock off of The Flash. C'mon he needs to be in more movies. I RATE IT ONE STAR FOR THE FLASH :U
Ahem, anyway enough ranting.
Amy is Yuki from Persona 3 :D. I'm trying my best to copy that whole personality where she says like one or two words.