‘I am bound by war.
You are not.
You are free to do what you want.
You can leave the battlefield without looking back.
I cannot.
I am a product of war and chains by the many souls I have killed.
I was created by man to destroy man.
I was taught techniques of war.
Human feeling was never touched.
I have no heart and no soul.
But I have miles of chains and my gun to keep me company.
My chain is so long, it could wrap the Earth and cover it completely.
The darkness consumes me.
I take lives uncaringly.
I am bound by chains and shackles that shall never let me leave the battlefield.
I have blood on my hands that can never be washed off…
I am war.’
“So you are war, huh?” he asked looking at me.
I stuck my tongue out at him.
“Well, I like it regardless.” He said.
“Blah, blah, blah.”
I snatched the paper out of his hands.
“So, what’re you doing here?” I asked, putting the paper in my back pocket.
He told me he was looking for a stone.
A stone that would grant his sword the element of darkness.
He wouldn’t tell me why…
But I do remember hearing about a little boy who survived a car crash.
At first it was considered a drunk driving accident, but on further examination it wasn’t.
I looked at him
He had a sparkle of sadness in his eyes even though he smiled.
‘My mother was killed in front of me…’
He said it so suddenly that it took me by surprise.
I couldn’t say anything.
It was him.
Why did he become a warrior?
So, that’s why I came here.
Maybe find answers he couldn’t and maybe get the stone at the same time.
An abandoned teahouse.
I walk inside.
I look around at the deteriorating teahouse.
*Footsteps*
I turn around.
“What have you come her for?”
The Elusive Panda.
It’s really her.
“Why was his mother killed?”
She wears a black kimono with gold stitched cranes in flight.
The obi in black and the obi jime is a gold color.
In her hair is a white jade fan comb and simple white jade chopsticks and one hairstick with a jade stone in the center and little crystal teardrops dangling off around it.
“Why are you asking me? You were in the car. And actually it was HIM you were targeting.” She says.
“No.”
I pull an arrow and shoot it at her.
She catches it.
She holds a black purse in the shape of a coffin with a bat and crane on the front.
She opens it.
Three little skeletons jump out and jump me, stabbing my heart.
They get back in her purse and she walks off.
I look up at the ceiling of the teahouse.
Tears running down my face.
Blood runs from the corner of my mouth.
Everything gets blurry…
~End~
“I never knew it was me, that did it. I wish it never happened…I’m so very sorry.”~ Unknown
© May 28, 2007
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