Chapter Six
EVERYTHING HAPPENS FOR A REASON. JUST MAKE THE BEST OF IT. -Erica
The things going through my mind that day were not pleasant ones. They were mainly flashbacks. Flashbacks from ancient times but t felt lie it was not very long ago. The first one was more of a modern medieval setting. There were towering stone buildings and cobblestone streets. The night sky made the scene even more melancholy with its dreadful grey skies and cold rain. It was the perfect scene for a battle. A lofty man wearing a lengthy cost which was covered in bright jewels and beautiful pearls. His golden crown radiated power which was probably what he wanted. He strolled down the street followed by frail women holding his robe of the ground. They could barely hold it. Their skinny arms almost collapsing under the weight of the extravagant coat.
The man smiled at each dead person he passed. Some more women appeared behind him. They quickly threw the bodies out to sea which was located right beside them. "Now this city will feel the power of Nicolai, their extreme ruler." He grinned deviously at the sight of the battle scene.
"Wake up," demanded Carrie. She splashed my face with. Ore cold water. I started regaining my consciousness but the demon wishing still had more for me to witness. "Okay, lets get her to the hospital."
The next flashback was of Nicolai sitting at his throne while a young man sat next to him. Nicolai showed some compassion for the young man but his voice was rough as stones. "My dear Boris," said Nicolai. "Soon this tragic kingdom will be yours. If you are anything like me, you would restore it to its original structure and then fill it with people who fear you."
"Yes, father," said young Boris has he shifted uncomfortably in his seat.
"Why squirm my boy?" An old women appeared next to him with his usual afternoon drink. "I bet you are trying to poison me." Nicolai boomed with laughter at the stun look upon Boris' face. He took one sip of the liquid and Nicolai rolled out his seat.
The old women smiled cruelly at the dead king. "You fool of a king. He didn't try to poison you, I did." The old women ripped her wig off to unveil her glossy blonde hair. "Guards, the young prince has poisoned his father. Attack." Buff guards marched towards Boris. They gripped his thin shoulders and led him to the prison where he would rot forever.
"You traitor guards!" yelled Boris as he was whisk away to he dungeon.
"This is a new era," said the woman. "The era of China." The woman smiled as the peasants quickly out signs up with her name on them. The era of China lasted for a long time. It is still alive today.
A tan doctor stood over me. "The pain killers are wearing off. A you done yet?" There was a sign of urgent in his voice. I just noticed his colleague who stood on the other side of me.
"I am afraid not, sir," said the colleague. "We can call nurse Tanner and make him bring some more. If she wakes up in the middle of this surgery, we might have a lawsuit on out hands."
The tan doctor called up the nurse and he sprinted in with a needle and injected it into my arm. I must have blacked out.
The last flashback I had was located into this what seemed like a cloud. In fact, it was a cloud. A storm cloud to be exact. There were thousands of of transparent people floating around the cloud. It was grey everywhere and not a large cloud. They could barely move around without bumping into each other. "The great king Baki has arrived. The storm could pulled apart into nothingness and the people plummeted into another storm cloud. This one was much bigger. Tiny droplets of water decorated it.
The people which I believe are souls fell gracefully around the cloud but not coming anywhere near King Baki. King Baki sat to the edge do the cloud leaving the middle area wide open. "Attention you worthless ghost, my kingdom has been built. We all know what this means now." The souls of Nicolai, his son Boris, and the women who over threw them both appeared before the king. They bowed in respect. "I need more power. Soon I will rule both The Grey Realm and the Human Realm too. Those are my future plans. I have gathered you here today to witness history. I will merge myself with the most powerful souls in the Grey Realm. Meet Nicolai."
"I am Nicolai and I over threw everyone. I conquered and defeated all of my enemies. But sadly, I was overthrown by Sylvia." Nicolai faced King Baki as he told his story.
"Meet Boris," said King Baki.
"I am Boris, son of Nicolai. I have done nothing of the lengths of my father but after being imprisoned by Sylvia I grew in strength and intelligence until I was able to kill Sylvia myself. I died of old age." Boris had a smug expression on his face when he mention the killing of Sylvia.
"Meet Sylvia," said King Baki.
Sylvia stood much taller then Nicolai and Boris. "I am Sylvia and I created China. I have killed many with pleasure and unfortunately I was killed by Boris. I have conquered thousand of lands and have planted many of subjects on many of the worlds land."
"I will merge my strengths with theirs and we will soon rule every realm in existence." Cheers erupted between the souls. Many were forced and others stood still. "Let's begin the merging process. After this, you miserable subjects will call my new form The One. Let's begin."
"Honey, I think she is awake." said my mother.
EVERYTHING HAPPENS FOR A REASON. JUST MAKE THE BEST OF IT. -Erica
The things going through my mind that day were not pleasant ones. They were mainly flashbacks. Flashbacks from ancient times but t felt lie it was not very long ago. The first one was more of a modern medieval setting. There were towering stone buildings and cobblestone streets. The night sky made the scene even more melancholy with its dreadful grey skies and cold rain. It was the perfect scene for a battle. A lofty man wearing a lengthy cost which was covered in bright jewels and beautiful pearls. His golden crown radiated power which was probably what he wanted. He strolled down the street followed by frail women holding his robe of the ground. They could barely hold it. Their skinny arms almost collapsing under the weight of the extravagant coat.
The man smiled at each dead person he passed. Some more women appeared behind him. They quickly threw the bodies out to sea which was located right beside them. "Now this city will feel the power of Nicolai, their extreme ruler." He grinned deviously at the sight of the battle scene.
"Wake up," demanded Carrie. She splashed my face with. Ore cold water. I started regaining my consciousness but the demon wishing still had more for me to witness. "Okay, lets get her to the hospital."
The next flashback was of Nicolai sitting at his throne while a young man sat next to him. Nicolai showed some compassion for the young man but his voice was rough as stones. "My dear Boris," said Nicolai. "Soon this tragic kingdom will be yours. If you are anything like me, you would restore it to its original structure and then fill it with people who fear you."
"Yes, father," said young Boris has he shifted uncomfortably in his seat.
"Why squirm my boy?" An old women appeared next to him with his usual afternoon drink. "I bet you are trying to poison me." Nicolai boomed with laughter at the stun look upon Boris' face. He took one sip of the liquid and Nicolai rolled out his seat.
The old women smiled cruelly at the dead king. "You fool of a king. He didn't try to poison you, I did." The old women ripped her wig off to unveil her glossy blonde hair. "Guards, the young prince has poisoned his father. Attack." Buff guards marched towards Boris. They gripped his thin shoulders and led him to the prison where he would rot forever.
"You traitor guards!" yelled Boris as he was whisk away to he dungeon.
"This is a new era," said the woman. "The era of China." The woman smiled as the peasants quickly out signs up with her name on them. The era of China lasted for a long time. It is still alive today.
A tan doctor stood over me. "The pain killers are wearing off. A you done yet?" There was a sign of urgent in his voice. I just noticed his colleague who stood on the other side of me.
"I am afraid not, sir," said the colleague. "We can call nurse Tanner and make him bring some more. If she wakes up in the middle of this surgery, we might have a lawsuit on out hands."
The tan doctor called up the nurse and he sprinted in with a needle and injected it into my arm. I must have blacked out.
The last flashback I had was located into this what seemed like a cloud. In fact, it was a cloud. A storm cloud to be exact. There were thousands of of transparent people floating around the cloud. It was grey everywhere and not a large cloud. They could barely move around without bumping into each other. "The great king Baki has arrived. The storm could pulled apart into nothingness and the people plummeted into another storm cloud. This one was much bigger. Tiny droplets of water decorated it.
The people which I believe are souls fell gracefully around the cloud but not coming anywhere near King Baki. King Baki sat to the edge do the cloud leaving the middle area wide open. "Attention you worthless ghost, my kingdom has been built. We all know what this means now." The souls of Nicolai, his son Boris, and the women who over threw them both appeared before the king. They bowed in respect. "I need more power. Soon I will rule both The Grey Realm and the Human Realm too. Those are my future plans. I have gathered you here today to witness history. I will merge myself with the most powerful souls in the Grey Realm. Meet Nicolai."
"I am Nicolai and I over threw everyone. I conquered and defeated all of my enemies. But sadly, I was overthrown by Sylvia." Nicolai faced King Baki as he told his story.
"Meet Boris," said King Baki.
"I am Boris, son of Nicolai. I have done nothing of the lengths of my father but after being imprisoned by Sylvia I grew in strength and intelligence until I was able to kill Sylvia myself. I died of old age." Boris had a smug expression on his face when he mention the killing of Sylvia.
"Meet Sylvia," said King Baki.
Sylvia stood much taller then Nicolai and Boris. "I am Sylvia and I created China. I have killed many with pleasure and unfortunately I was killed by Boris. I have conquered thousand of lands and have planted many of subjects on many of the worlds land."
"I will merge my strengths with theirs and we will soon rule every realm in existence." Cheers erupted between the souls. Many were forced and others stood still. "Let's begin the merging process. After this, you miserable subjects will call my new form The One. Let's begin."
"Honey, I think she is awake." said my mother.
With nails so black scraping away at rotting church pews
I tell you I love you more than myself
But to understand, from me you shall receive neither money nor wealth
What you search for is not emotion or passion, it’s much more precise
It’s the golden fortune which comes with a price
So you take the deal and strike my head
Your beating heart, now made of lead
Allow me the peace of mind to soften the last deadly blow
Perhaps this is how our story ends of you the Raven and I the Crow
(Crows and Ravens, in European legends are known to symbolize death)
I will remember you always.
Will you remember me?
That is a question for you to answer,
And not me.
I promise
That I will always
Keep the flame of memory alive.
The fun that we had will never
Be forgotten.
Even on foggy evenings,
The darkest of nights,
You will always be in my heart.
For I know that you will help me
Keep the flame of memory blazing
Always.
All the good times that we had,
All the fun that we had,
All the tears that we let out,
All the anger we let out
Will never be wasted.
Because every minute of it
Is in my heart.
I will tend to the fire
Every night,
Recollecting all the memories we have
Knowing that the flame of memory
Is the brightest flame of all
And it will blaze on.
Will you remember me?
That is a question for you to answer,
And not me.
I promise
That I will always
Keep the flame of memory alive.
The fun that we had will never
Be forgotten.
Even on foggy evenings,
The darkest of nights,
You will always be in my heart.
For I know that you will help me
Keep the flame of memory blazing
Always.
All the good times that we had,
All the fun that we had,
All the tears that we let out,
All the anger we let out
Will never be wasted.
Because every minute of it
Is in my heart.
I will tend to the fire
Every night,
Recollecting all the memories we have
Knowing that the flame of memory
Is the brightest flame of all
And it will blaze on.
It all started 100 years ago...
There was a great clan, Yochi Clan. They kept balance of the Earth. The Enkai, or Ocean Clan, Riku, or Land Clan, and the Sora, or Sky Clan. There were 6 from each clan, chosen to defend Earth.
There Family names:
Wanizame = Enkai
Suppai = Enkai
Tategami = Riku
Nikushimi = Riku
Karasu = Sora
Inago = Sora
They took a pledge to defend the Earth and it's beauties. Until...
Suppai, Nikushimi, and Inago joined a evil organization that threatened the Earth years ago...
Yami Teikoku Boruto
HOW COULD YOU DO THIS!!!!????
They put them selves in stasis so they could attack Earth at a later time. But the Heroes put themselves in stasis, too....
There was a great clan, Yochi Clan. They kept balance of the Earth. The Enkai, or Ocean Clan, Riku, or Land Clan, and the Sora, or Sky Clan. There were 6 from each clan, chosen to defend Earth.
There Family names:
Wanizame = Enkai
Suppai = Enkai
Tategami = Riku
Nikushimi = Riku
Karasu = Sora
Inago = Sora
They took a pledge to defend the Earth and it's beauties. Until...
Suppai, Nikushimi, and Inago joined a evil organization that threatened the Earth years ago...
Yami Teikoku Boruto
HOW COULD YOU DO THIS!!!!????
They put them selves in stasis so they could attack Earth at a later time. But the Heroes put themselves in stasis, too....
I'm cheerful on the outside yes, but under this huge hyperfilled, cheerful girl is a fragile antique.
On the outside some see me as normal or energetic maybe the one apple with a hole in the barrel.
I'll plaster a smile every now and then to show the me-the fake me- to disguise the actual one pulling the strings.
As I stand before the mirror starring at myself I see that figure looming behind me his hand on my shoulder.
And at that moment my mask breaks and I'm stunned at my actual self.
I'm filled with depression, sadness, anger and haterid.
Never did I want to ever see the true me.
The mirror breaks and the man next to me whispers "Your mine." I look down in defeat.
Dropping to the ground-on my knees-I begin to cry.
He got the better of me and now I am no more.
"I'm a monster." I say to myself through a sob.
On the outside some see me as normal or energetic maybe the one apple with a hole in the barrel.
I'll plaster a smile every now and then to show the me-the fake me- to disguise the actual one pulling the strings.
As I stand before the mirror starring at myself I see that figure looming behind me his hand on my shoulder.
And at that moment my mask breaks and I'm stunned at my actual self.
I'm filled with depression, sadness, anger and haterid.
Never did I want to ever see the true me.
The mirror breaks and the man next to me whispers "Your mine." I look down in defeat.
Dropping to the ground-on my knees-I begin to cry.
He got the better of me and now I am no more.
"I'm a monster." I say to myself through a sob.
I am a broken-winged eagle
Who cannot fly
Because I have set no goal for myself.
Other people laugh and scoff at me,
And I know that I must quickly find something
To hope for.
Everyday I think,
"What's the use? Nothing is my talent. Give up."
People think I am nothing but stupid,
But I can see that light within myself.
I have not yet soared.
I have not yet found my dream.
One day, I find something unique to dream for.
Writing.
Something that can take me to faraway places
Anywhere, beyond this universe.
And now I can soar.
Far, far, faraway
Where no one can catch me.
Where no one can disturb me.
Where I can be free.
Where I will no longer be
A broken-winged eagle.
Who cannot fly
Because I have set no goal for myself.
Other people laugh and scoff at me,
And I know that I must quickly find something
To hope for.
Everyday I think,
"What's the use? Nothing is my talent. Give up."
People think I am nothing but stupid,
But I can see that light within myself.
I have not yet soared.
I have not yet found my dream.
One day, I find something unique to dream for.
Writing.
Something that can take me to faraway places
Anywhere, beyond this universe.
And now I can soar.
Far, far, faraway
Where no one can catch me.
Where no one can disturb me.
Where I can be free.
Where I will no longer be
A broken-winged eagle.
Let us hold hands in joy
Let us sit on the warm white sand
And let us watch the sun set tonight
We're gonna be a pair
We're gonna fly away
And let nobody go into our minds
Toni-i-ight
We're gonna slowly stand up
Listen to the waves
Roar and wash into the sand
And I'm gonna lean on you
Oh where were the times?
Where were the moments?
It seems like last year
When I kissed you and locked eyes
The sun's settin
But we're never gonna leave each other
Not if we stay together
Like ever...like forever
Watch the sun set
Watch the waves roll into each other
Oh my dear,
We're gonna never be separated
Sun sets,
Waves roll,
We're gonna sleep...
Side by side.