"Cricket, why are those people stuck inside that flat plate?" Sister Jinyung was puzzled, television was a new concept to them.
"It's a recording Sister Jinyung," I explained, "What's happening in there isn't happening in real time, you can even turn it back, but it plays the same thing anyway."
I pressed the rewind button on the remote, it rewinded to a minute ago, they were clearly impressed.
"Have fun watching, I'm going to do my homework." I sighed as I dragged myself back into my room. The younger Hongmoon disciples were under control by the three masters of Hongmoon, Jinsoyun was… Talking with Jinsoyun… Suddenly, I remembered something. I checked the clock. 4:50. My Domestic helper was going to be here soon, I haven't seen her around.
"Guys," I started, "If someone is opening the door, come to my room and hide. It's probably someone from my family."
"Hmm, oh yeah sure…" The older Jinsoyun was clearly interested as T'challa fought the bandits at the start, "I wonder if I can get someone to make that suit for me." She was thinking about the wonders of the movie I guess.
Homework was easy, besides it's not like anyone cares about homework.
I stretched. Two hours had passed, time to check on the others.
All I heard was cheering.
Master Hong was in his enlarged state, roaring; The Older Jinsoyun was flinging her sword around in joy; the Lyn (furries) were dancing around on the ground; The fully human Hongmoon disciples were trying to figure out how to operate the DVD players; Jinsoyun and Jinbin were asleep apart from each other; finally January, February and March were trying to calm the others down.
"Gee, if you wanted to watch another movie, just ask. You don't need to roar and swing your swords y'know." I looked over at the two I was talking about and grabbed two movies. Stephen Chow, great! This should keep them from endangering my property, even better.
"Here's another two, I'll watch them with you." I personally enjoyed Stephen Chow movies.
Laughter filled the air, I smiled. When was the last time I watched a movie with my friends?
"Hah, the spear tip fell off! But the man did it, he defeated the Scholar!" Brother Yungmuk Laughed heartily.
A knock came from the door. My domestic helper was back.
"Everyone, get in my room, hurry! Someone's back!" I whispered. They saw my worried look and fled to my small room.
"What took you so long?" My Indonesian Domestic helper asked.
"I was in the uhh… Bathroom!" I laughed sheepishly.
She seemed to buy it, "Alright then… Hey! You have the TV on! Isn't that Stephen Chow?"
"Hey! Can you cook some instant noodles for me? Like a few bowls?" I asked.
"Why do you want so much?"
"Please, I haven't ate lunch yet!"
"Fine…"
She went off, I had to check on everyone in my room.
A line, a literal line. A divide between the men and the women. The females got hold of my bed and my seat while the males were on top of my wardrobe and in front of the door.
"Ladies get better treatment I guess." I shrugged, that was the only way there was to explain it, "I told my domestic helper to make some food for you guys so you won't starve. You gotta share though."
"Fine by us." March smiled. The females seemed to be at peace.
"Sure." The bruised Lusung muttered. The males were no less calm than the females.
"Now we need to sort out where everyone is gonna sleep." I announced, "The Ladies will get my room, the Guys… I don't even know where to put you…"
"We could set up camp in the mountains." Yungmuk pointed to the wild area that was below.
"Yes Yungmuk, we shall do so. Cricket, but where are you going to sleep?" Master Hong asked.
"He can sleep with us, he is kind enough to lend us his room!" January blurted out, "February and March agree as well."
I turned to her, not knowing what she was thinking whatsoever, living in my room was already bad enough, but sleeping in the same room?
"Jinyung, Young me and I don't mind." The older Jinsoyun added.
"Are you sure? I'm a pervert and I might harm you!" I tried to change their minds with my most normal face on.
"We're pretty sure." February stated.
The plans were set for the room. I technically had three rooms counting a makeshift bed we had on the windowsill. The windowsill and the top bunk went to Jinyung and Young Jinsoyun; The top bunk went to March and January; and February and Old Jinsoyun got to share the bottom bunk. I would sleep on my chair.
"You were born to become a hero my boy." A gentle and powerful voice rang, echoing from high to low pitch.
"What?" I barely heard the words
"Raise your wings, for in you lies the blood of the Yun, or more precisely, the Royal blood of the Phoenix." It echoed again.
"Wait! Who are you?" I asked.
"You will know."
I awoke, I was sleeping on my desk. My alarm clock was about to ring. I turned it off, continued my usual routine and set off for school. Little did I know I was going to have a huge surprise at school today.
The obese 13 year old boy was gone.
"Should we tell him what we did?" February asked in concern.
"Relax, the principal said it was fine! Besides, we got perfect marks in all the main tests." January smiled gently.
"Are you sure he's gonna be happy about it, I mean, three new people…" February was cautious about the situation.
"Don't worry he's not that type of guy to fuss about it." March giggled.
"Jinsoyun, take care of… Jinsoyun while we're gone…" February added.
"You know you can always call me Soyun. Remember, although we altered the principal's memory, don't try to make a scene." Jinsoyun sighed.
"Sure…" March chuckled.
"Today we have three new students entering our class." Mr Service announced, he was my homeroom teacher.
"Nobody left…" Elvis was checking out his Instagram in the corner of the room, "Ha that's a good meme."
"They're special students, they got into school with perfect marks in pretty much every subject." Mr Service announced.
Knocks came from the door, in came three females, each having different colored hair. Oh God, it was them.
They were much younger than when I've first met them. More childlike qualities rather than young adult age. January kept her gentle smile, March with her mischievous grin, and February with her proud and ignorant expression.
"Did they dye their hair?" I heard whispering from the other girls.
The younger "January" explained, "No, we did not dye our hair. My white hair was natural born, it came from my mother. Her hair," she pointed to March, "came from her mother." Out of the three, February was the normal one, she had brown hair without the "Deva's helm" on.
They introduced themselves, and that was when the chaos started.
"Why are you guys named after months, I mean no offense, but they don't sound that good…" A girl in our class called Nicole blurted out.
February strode over to where she sat and lifted her by the collar and lifted her fist. Oh God, she was about to beat her up.
"Jyansei, wait!" I cried out, hoping that she would hear me.
She did.
"I'm sorry, it was just… A bad memory y'know?" February apologized for her actions.
"Weirdo." I heard someone whisper.
"I-it's Ok, we all have bad memories." Nicole stuttered.
The three sat next to me…
"How did you even get here?" I muttered under my breath.
"C'mon it'll be fun!" March cackled.
"Don't avoid my question…"
"Well we persuaded the principal to let us in with our marks." January breathed.
"How did you get full marks?"
"We accessed your memory to find information, and Jiwan had studied all of this so she taught us." February added, "Jinsoyun… used mind control to fit us in your class."
I was in a state of mixed emotions, awkwardness from everybody staring at the four of us, probably wondering why they were talking to me; joy, from having them in my class and seeming to have fun; and embarrassed thinking about my future days at school.
One hour later:
"Don't look at me like that February." I sighed, "You know I'll do bad in Phys Ed."
"You sure? Seems easy." March was eager to try it out.
"I can't even do a push up properly, do you think I'll be able to pass the "beep test"?" I laughed, slowly feeling the depression creep up my heart.
"Just to make you feel less bad, I'll have my sword on my back." January seemed generous.
"You'll scare them off."
"I mean it comes with a sheath…"
I went into the male changing room while the three went into the female changing room.
Five minutes later:
"January, please explain why you're in that suit, February and March, you two as well. Also, why are you carrying weapons?" Ms Parry, the head teacher of Phys Ed asked.
The three were wearing the "Pure Evil" outfit that was basically a kimono with embroidery on it that marked the path of vengeance. January carried a sword, February had her gauntlets and March had a dagger.
"Ms, we want to make the level harder because we want to train our bodies to another level!" March replied loud and clearly, "We promise not to injure anyone."
"Hmm, alright then. But don't let me see that sword out of its sheath." The Phys Ed teacher was hesitant.
"Yes Ma'am!"
We had to find partners to record our results, the three naturally came to me.
Suddenly.
Crashes from the windows. Crashes from the walls. Bits and pieces came flying from everywhere.
"Goddammit why?" I cursed. The three Jyansei were unharmed, but the rest were injured, "Turn back to your original state, spread out and heal everyone that's injured." I ordered.
The three turned back into their adult state and spread out, trying to save as many as possible.
I looked up to the large hole in the wall, there floated a man with a sharp spear in his hand.
"I'm not as nice as that Softie- Stella Wu. I heard that someone passed her test, that's why I'm here." He said, "I've had my suspicions about that person being a successor of a God, but it seems that I was wrong. There is barely any trace of pure divine energy here."
He threw his spear at someone, only to hear a metallic clash. January had parried the spear.
"Interesting, someone capable of blocking my power of Asura. By the looks of things, you are skilled with some sort of martial arts I suppose?" The man raised his eyebrows.
"Leave, and your life will be spared." January threatened coldly.
"Your threats are meaningless against a God." The Man laughed, "I'll tell you my name before you die to me. It has been fun seeing someone try to rival a God. I am Mike Wang, successor of Asura."
His spear rose from the ground, vibrating. It flew, right towards January.
Only one thing I thought about at that moment. Help her.
I slammed right into January, causing her to roll over to the side. Then, it came.
"Argh!" I cried. Pain from all directions. Pain with different levels of strength. Pain coming in different shapes.
The next thing I knew, the world was dyed into an inky black and painted into mixed colors.
