Mei's Death Thread
Jun 19, 2012 8:01:39 GMT -7
Post by Obi Wan Kenobi on Jun 19, 2012 8:01:39 GMT -7
Scrap 1/3 (Its long but I thought Mei deserved an epic death. ^^)
*Rain again. How borring.* The young woman gazed out upon nature, coated in a curtain of rain making it difficult to see far away. The caravan was moving slowly giving her nothing new to look at, and with a sigh she let the curtain fall.
“Miss. We are there soon. Lord Kioshi requested of you to change to the clothes laying below your seat.” The voice were humble and monotone, and the servant was gone before she could answer. Surprised she searched beneath andher fingers touched expensive Kioshi silk. Finding the rough paper underneath to care for it, she pulled it out into view. As her striking blue eyes saw her clothes for today a gasp of awe escaped her. It was a classical Kimono blue as her eyes up top, and gradually growing more and more green the closer it got to the floor. The inner layers went in several hues of white, showing a little of each layer. The Bo to be around her waist was as white as newallen snow with a few silken ropes sewn loosely into it, draped around and falling down her kimono, all blue and green and seemingly very fragile. With fingers trembling she put on the beautiful dress. *Aw. I cannot ruin the dress by taking the puppets with me. How sad.*
She hadn’t ever been without her puppets since she had made the first one herself, and she felt a little naked, sitting in the cariage in the beautiful dress while her fingers worked on her rich long dark hair.
Not long after she felt the carriage slow to a halt. She had no idea where they were, or what they were about to, but Mei had been dragged to a lot of these dinner paties on this roundtrip, so she didn’t bother thinking about it, as she put on those green slippers and waited for a servant to open. The first thing she saw was a white umbrella held high to keep her from the rain, and the back of a servant ready for her to step on, so she would not put her feet down into the mud. Casually she stepped out and looked around, still standing on the little man. A raised path filled with stone, let her go almost dry to the big mansion still a few meters away. A well-kept garden showed off bushes sculptured like many different animals, some of wich she had never seen before.
She reached her family and was instantly met by her mothers critical gaze. Apparently she was satisfied, because no other reaction came, and she quickly looked away to follow behind her husband. Being used to it by now Mei didn’t care. She was to be seen but not heard anyway, and knowing that it would be the last stop, she just longed home to Konoha instead.
The dinner went surprisingly smooth, with polite chit-chat Mei didn’t bother listening in on. She sat next to her mother, as they were sitting heriachy-wise, smiling pleasently to their host.
“Well your daughter seem like a fine example, so I can accept she has made some bad choices in her youth. – As long as she understands that such shinobi-silliness stops now.” As his last words, their host returned her gaze for the first time. Taken completely off guard Mei’s fake smile vanished together with her mask. Eyes widened a little too much to be pretty, and she turned pale despite her chokolate brown skin, while teeth clenched together setting her jaw firmly. For that tenth of a second fury radiated from her, and killing intent emmed from her before she placed her face in the right way again, though her lack of expression, matched her almost perfect features and again Mei seemed like a pretty little doll.
Sitting straight like a statue, Mei’s gaze still collided with their host, and she clearly saw that he noticed. She could almost see his thoughts on the matter. *A fiesty one. Oh well all women is tamed over time.* As she was proud that no one had ever tamed her, Mei’s emotion only boiled hotter at the slightly raised eyebrow that had hinted her to his thoughts. Her family trying so hard to be unimpressed by her, saw nothing of course, and as their host noticed that too, a form of amusement could be seen in his face.
Mei clasped the door shut behind her. Finally alone. Now was the time to figure out some way to escape this inconvinient situation. Still fuming with anger she walked up and down her room. Her parents had told her back when she entered the academy that she would have to catch her own husband now. And suddenly they had changed their mind. *Not just change dtheir minds. They kept it a secret. They knew what my reaction would be.* Man, she hated them. And man they weren’t gonna come out of this without consequences. A smile hinted at her lips. At the mere thought of revenge, Mei already felt better. She had time, seeing as a marriage was a big deal. This had only been the negotiation. *heh. He really thinks I’m gonna stop practicing my techniques. He really thinks he can control me. Well they can all go to the Lord of Death. They will soon learn that you don’t manipulate Kioshi Mei and you cannot control a puppeteer.* Her wicked smile distorted all beauty from her face as she casually laid down her her bed, ready to sleep.
The next day, they saw their host only to say goodbye, and at no time did he gaze upon Mei. *Like things can go back to before. I lost Solus, and now some random weakling tries to beslave ME! ME?! Of all people.* She were in a foul mood that day, as for some reason unknown she had cried herself to sleep. She had mused over a good vengance, when she had felt the hot tears stream down and wetting her pillow. Then all her now late friends came to mind, people she hadn’t thought about in years and then of course Solus. Thus she felt only for moving on as quick as possible. The servant, serving as a staircase for her, couldn’t keep a voice of pain as she stepped down on his back, a little hard than she had to. In response she kicked him further down into the mud as she entered the carriage taking her to the ship.
“The decision have been made.” Her father sat stiff and unwaving with a steaming cup of tea in his hands.
“Like HELL is has. You made it my decision and I say no!” She banged her gentle fist into the small table they sat with. Surprised by this, the entire family reacted by raising their right eyesbrow. Mei was just as surprised by her lack of control this day, but she was too focused on feeling warm than to respond to her own surprise. Since no one spoke Mei raised herself, and left their quaters to get fresh air. Though outside wasn’t much better, as all sailormen like pretty girls, and the youngest of them approached her constantly hoping for a chance. Having an off day Mei had scared off the poor boy before he had gone within ten steps of her. She simply could not keep her emotions in check, like she used to. What was worse was that it ticked her off even more, and it was that which made her plans come true.
CRACK The wooden door creaked and slammed inwards.
*Finally! It only took me 4 times!* She stood with light surrounding her from upstairs, as her family stared at her in shock. This time it was easy to control what they should see, as she meant for them to see everything she thought about them. “Hello beloved father, dear mother, and my caring brother.” Her twisted smile was curled up all the way showing her glittering row of teeth clearly showing that violence was on her mind. Only her father had dignity enough to remain seated and not move an inch as she walked a step forward.
Clasping her hands together, Mei quickly made a row of handseals now wanting to draw this out. Focusing all her power into it, she just found time to speak words she had been dying to speak for so long. “Now it’s me controlling the show.” As the only one having an idea what she was capable of, her brother and also her favourite victim for training puppet techniques, got on his feet and tried to make a run for it. He didn’t had the time to turn around, and thus he was doomed. Mei clearly felt the Jutsu catching them, and building power. Now it would only be a matter of time, and a fight of will. And when she was done she would be controlling her family like very advanced puppets. Fully concentrated on the technique, her teeth gritted tightly as she fought her collided will of her family, she didn’t hear the shouts of warning from a top, and saw nothing until she felt something hard hitting her back and after that only blackness remained...
She felt sore. She felt wet. But mostly she felt groggy. Her thoughts floated around like she was in mud. It was water she felt spl,ashing up against her thigh though, in odd rythms and sand wriggled in bewteen her fingers. *A beach?* With imense power and will she forced open her heavy eyelids.
*It is a beach. Smoke?! A village.* All she truly wanted was to lie there and sleep forever. *It is not like I have any freedom to go back to.* As that thought surfaced it also brought along, plenty of emotions. Not being able to contain all those feelings inside her fine frame, she parted her lips and let out a scream. The aprupt and eiry sound was mixed in with a flock of birds – having gotten on their wings and shrieking out their fear and displeasure.
Slowly she rose to her feet, standing on shaky legs facing the line of smoke rising up over the hill. A sharp pain made her attentive, as something hit her in the back of her head. A victorious cry snapped her gaze to a rather large bird, hovering above her with blood gleaming in a talon.
“Is that My blood?!” Her right hand raised and she felt something wet that clung to her hair. Blue eyes narrowed into small angry slits. “You should Not have done that.” In answer the leader bird shrieked once more like to say “Yeah? What can You do about it?”
In her special condition, Mei’s lips curled into a wicked smile as her left hands fingers attached chakra strings to the five needed points of control. Wings, claw muscles and neck. “Well my dear bird. I might just turn You into my weapon.” she hissed out victoriously as the leader bird got on its wings and – with a surprised cry – it flew straight towards its own flock. The birds wents airborne in shock, and the air went alive with bird screams, as they tried figuring out what was wrong. Mei danced around the scene, with both hands up fingers spread, as feather,s blood and dead birds fell down like rain around her.
We had heard the screams and noises coming from the beach, and we had all been watching that way, wondering if we had done something to raise the sea-spirits anger. At first nothing happened, but suddenly I saw something move in the heat-waves from the earth. As it moved closer I began to see colors of green, blue and white. I gasped, sure that the spirit was coming to take us all. No one dared to move, as the spirit came closer. As it did I noticed it was a she, a woman with chokolaterbrown skin, and feathers in her free flowing hair, falling from her as she walked. Her kimono was held in the colors I had seen from far away, but she carried herself in such an alien way I knew right away that she was our loved and feared Sea-spirit.
The eyes werestriking blue. Too deep and rich to be sky-blue, and too sparkling and lacking green to be the sea. The color being something in bewteen. She moved gracefully but with a predetory gracefullness that I will never believe a human can copy. Her lips were parted into a smile that had nothing resemblance to a real on at all. All her teeth were showing, but no warmth could be found in that smile. It was not an evil smile per say, but a smile that promised lots of pain. People stood completely still watching her with fear in their eyes, or hurrying inside random houses to get away from her.
“A shipwreck. What happened?” The spirit had reached the grocery store where Akane – the owner stood. I had snuck closer so I could hear them speak, so I noticed Akane was trembling with fear and that the female spirit had ticks at her left eye. As Akane didn’t answer right away, the hypnotizing blue eyes went hard, and while I was trembling just as hard I knew we had to tell her lest she take her anger out on us. “p-p-pirates.” Her gaze instantly shifted to me, and I felt all blood leave my face. Such beauty and cruelty froze me in place, so I felt the full effect of her killing intent as she paced towards me. “You know where they are?” Her smile had widened somehow, and though it seemed even more wrong, she also seemed... pleased somehow and my heart lept with joy for pleasing our great spirit. As my voice had stuck completely in my throat I nodded instead. Something almost like a purr reached my ears and I knew she could not be from this world. ”I will need a guide. You come with me.” As she pointed on me I knew I would follow her to the end of this world. But she released her gaze from me and watched Akane, who turned just as pale as I felt. ”You! I need paper, and black powder.”
“I’ll get it!” I got up and sprinted away as fast as I could, hoping the Sea-spirit would understand. “We have only paper. Black powder is at their hill.” She stood as stared down at me, in all her scaryness as I came back with what we have. She was quite for a moment, where I didn’t dare gaze up on her. “I guess this will do. Get up and show me the way.” I dared a glance, as saw she had hidden the papers away. Before I could anger her further I jumped up, and pointed towards the biggest hill near this village. “This was unearthly one.” Again I dared a glance, and while her eyes showed slight surprise, her smile showed that she was pleased in my sharpness. I followed her towards the forest, and heard the little melody she hummed to herself. ”Bad boys, bad boys. What you gonna do, what you gonna do when I come for you.”
Theme song
We went on in complete silence through the forest, where she walked like in no hurry at all, with that predotorial way, which – the more I looked at it, made a chill run up my spine. As we came so close as I could point out the old tower which had turned into the pirates hideout she finally spoke. “Good. Now get out of my way” Seeing as I had gotten more and more afraid the female spirit would want me to fight too, I didn’t let her speak that out twice. I hurried away, but as she got out of sight, I slowed down. I couldn’t let her go in there alone, I could not let our guardian fight without someone witnessing it all. I turned around and headed for another hill, that would give me a good view over the tower, which would soon become a battleground.
She calmly walked out from the line of trees and out into the open, and I noticed she hadn’t changed a thing. Her smile was still on, her eyes still intense, and because I had watched it for some time now, I could even see that she still had the same tick. She had no weapon, seemed like she didn’t need any. I heard shouts telling the pirates had spotted her. I held my breath, but seeing as the Sea-spirit’s smile widened, I figured she wanted it that way. What happened afterwards were confusing, chaotic and so very over-earthly that no one could ever believe she had once been human.
A pirate ran towards her with a big scary sword. Calmly she raised a hand swinging it in an arc in front of her like a dance move, though she was still several meters away from him. A big wooden branch came from her side FLYING out from the forest and crashed straight into the man who had been focused on her. Three more came from the door, but she didn’t change her pace or direction.
Briefly she stopped with the fallen man to ransack what he had. A few seconds after she raised to her feet again, and paced forward like on a morning stroll. A small knife came flying from behind the trees, and I held my breath afraid that she wouldn’t see it. A finger came up in front of the projectile and flicked towards one of the men coming from the tower, and the knife suddenly changed direction in midair now shooting towards a fellow pirate. The shooter who had spotted it, suddenly jumped out from the bush he had been hiding behind and started running towards the village, clearly eager to get away from the angry spirit.
The man she had flicked the knife towards fell with it sticking out of his throat dead before he hit the ground. The other screamed with fear and ran towards her, flanked by several other scruffy looking men coming from the forest trying to surround her. Her hands blurred together as she noticed and flame engulfed from her hands making a flower floating in mid-air with six petals sprouting from it. It only lasted for a few seconds before each petal faded and turned into orbs circling each other, hovering just above her right hand, with one in the middle. Her fingers pressed together like squeezing an fruit and as the pirates stood wondering what she did, the orb hovering just over her hand grew larger and larger until it was double the size as the rest. Still today I am positive I heard a woman giggle as she pointed a finger towards three men, which all took a step backwards, as the fiery orb flew towards them just like she had walked, with no hurry at all. I dared a glance more at her, and noticed she was already making another orb into ball-size.
*Boom* The explosion made me turn my head from her, and see that she had made the orb explode, engulfing only one of the three men in flames, while she winked at another, the orb in her hand shot needles of fire towards a completely different pirate, again killing him before he reached the ground. Suddenly she took a step backwards, and spun around herself. Sun hit metal on the way straight up in the air. Trying to figure out what it was, I lost track of the fight. Sun gleamed in metal again and I understood that whatever had been shot into the air, was on its way down. I followed the thin pices of metal with my eyes, and suddenly I saw the Sea-spirit standing in a circle of embers dying, all men down, and metal needles gleamed in her hand. She looked straight up at me and winked like she was having fun, while I tried figuring out how even a spirit had handled all them.
She moved towards the door getting closer and closer to their tower, where I wouldn’t be able to spot her anymore, as pirates flooded out towards her. Her right hand flickered once, twice, three times, and three people fell to the ground, as her left hand lifted itself gracefully, and she leaped a little dance step forward, setting her right hand close to the other. Someone yelped in surprise, and another screamed in anguish. I had to take my eyes off of her to see what happened. The biggest of the pirates, with a huge Oni-club, had come as one of the last, and was smashing his own people from behind. His face was twisted in a mask of fear and shock his eyes so wide I could glimpse the White around them from where I lay. Pirates lay dead around him, and the Sea-spirit danced around like she was picking roses and not fighting too many people. She evaded slashes and jumped over falling foes taking her time to make small stops, all the time her arms and fingers were on the move in what looked like a much more skilled dance than the rest of her.
Watching the big man with the Oni-club, I noticed how suddenly he relaxed and stopped attacking. I think I saw relief on his face which was replaced by shock, as one of his scared friends inpaled him with a spear. Suddenly metal gleamed as the smaller of the weapons began flying around by themselves, making a form of impenetrable wall around her. She was spinning around herself in the middle arms held high with fingers spread out towards the wall.
I noticed more was on the ground now, and the Spirit jumped over her wall, which resulted in many pirates dying on the same time. As she moved upwards, the wall of blades followed her lightly, before each weapon suddenly took a different direction from the rest, all going towards a different pirate. Those that got parried changed direction in midair and went for others. Only one of the pirates stood left as she landed on the ground. I could see his weapon shake from where I stood, and only a single look from her made him drop his sword and run. She calmly turned towards the door and went inside the tower.
Not being able to see I felt fear and excitement filling myself, and time was an alien concept at that time. I didn’t dare leave, wanting to see what happened, but didn’t feel like getting caught by angry pirates. I heard glass shatter, and suddenly I gasped as I saw someone wrapped in blue-green and white flying out the door, landing hard on the ground, tumbling several meters before landing gracefully almost cat-like, facing the tower. Red prickled down one of her leg, a wound big enough it would make her leg useless.
The leader of the pirates came out, big and muscular with eyes black like the bottomless pits of hell, with stiff black hair and beard. Everyone knew who he was, and feared him. He had always been happy for that, and I had never seen him as he walked towards our Sea-lady. He was furious, anger making foam appear at his mouth, and spit out as he talked. “You come here and think you can just take over?! No one takes MY gang!” He came close enough that some of his foam landed on My Lady, and finally he got a reaction. ”You are discusting!” She hissed it out, and I never heard it there myself, knowing only from asking the only survivor from that day. The pirate-leader’s eyes gleamed with anger but My Lady reacted before he could anything. Standing in a pool of her own blood soaking from her left, useless leg, she held his gaze. For some minutes nothing happened. Then the leader gasped for breath, lips turning blue before he fell to the ground unconscious and unharmed. She started running into the middle of the at least 20 pirates, putting weight on the bad leg like nothing had happened. For the first time she actually hit them, using arms and legs, kicking and hitting. I saw how while they were scared they still hit her every now and then, blood splattering in an almost perfect circle around her.
I cheered for her, like I had never cheered in my life. She kept making pirates go down, but more kept coming, and inevitably they pressed her to a stop. With a sword at her throat, they woke up their leader, while I saw one more slipping away, with dead peoples weapons and clothes.
“So you thought you could what? Take us down?!”
They stood around her in a circle, a single sword held at her back this time, while the leader stood in front of her. Gazing around she smiled even wider as she opened her kimono. ”Do you know what is wrong with humans?” She had found the leaders eyes again, as she slowly got undressed. ”They not just easy to manipulate but so transparent.” As the dress fell completely to the ground she revealed lovely chokolate-brown skin, and the paper she had asked for wrapped around her like a dress. Remembering she had asked for more, I suddenly saw her hair was not flowing freely anymore, but was bound up in small braids.[/i]
BOOM! I saw her speak something as her eyes found mind, and she winked one last time before an explosion took away all the pirates and blew away the tower, letting only the base left as rubble. And that is the story of how the Sea-lady, Our Sea-lady came to us and saved us from the pirates. It has been twenty years now, and no pirates has ever set food since then. The tower is still rubble, but like the dead body encircled her, so will the evil tower encircle her statue, which still today people respect and fear. “Why should we fear her?”
“Because The Sea-lady is not just a guardian. She isn’t good. She protects the Sea and those who serve her well. If we anger her, it might be us she next lay in ruins. So therefore we always go up on Powder-day and lay some food, some paper and a little black powder to always show that it was us who helped her, and to show we still remember and love her. We even painted her kimono on the statue so we will always remember what she will wear the next time she might show herself to us.”
*Rain again. How borring.* The young woman gazed out upon nature, coated in a curtain of rain making it difficult to see far away. The caravan was moving slowly giving her nothing new to look at, and with a sigh she let the curtain fall.
“Miss. We are there soon. Lord Kioshi requested of you to change to the clothes laying below your seat.” The voice were humble and monotone, and the servant was gone before she could answer. Surprised she searched beneath andher fingers touched expensive Kioshi silk. Finding the rough paper underneath to care for it, she pulled it out into view. As her striking blue eyes saw her clothes for today a gasp of awe escaped her. It was a classical Kimono blue as her eyes up top, and gradually growing more and more green the closer it got to the floor. The inner layers went in several hues of white, showing a little of each layer. The Bo to be around her waist was as white as newallen snow with a few silken ropes sewn loosely into it, draped around and falling down her kimono, all blue and green and seemingly very fragile. With fingers trembling she put on the beautiful dress. *Aw. I cannot ruin the dress by taking the puppets with me. How sad.*
She hadn’t ever been without her puppets since she had made the first one herself, and she felt a little naked, sitting in the cariage in the beautiful dress while her fingers worked on her rich long dark hair.
Not long after she felt the carriage slow to a halt. She had no idea where they were, or what they were about to, but Mei had been dragged to a lot of these dinner paties on this roundtrip, so she didn’t bother thinking about it, as she put on those green slippers and waited for a servant to open. The first thing she saw was a white umbrella held high to keep her from the rain, and the back of a servant ready for her to step on, so she would not put her feet down into the mud. Casually she stepped out and looked around, still standing on the little man. A raised path filled with stone, let her go almost dry to the big mansion still a few meters away. A well-kept garden showed off bushes sculptured like many different animals, some of wich she had never seen before.
She reached her family and was instantly met by her mothers critical gaze. Apparently she was satisfied, because no other reaction came, and she quickly looked away to follow behind her husband. Being used to it by now Mei didn’t care. She was to be seen but not heard anyway, and knowing that it would be the last stop, she just longed home to Konoha instead.
The dinner went surprisingly smooth, with polite chit-chat Mei didn’t bother listening in on. She sat next to her mother, as they were sitting heriachy-wise, smiling pleasently to their host.
“Well your daughter seem like a fine example, so I can accept she has made some bad choices in her youth. – As long as she understands that such shinobi-silliness stops now.” As his last words, their host returned her gaze for the first time. Taken completely off guard Mei’s fake smile vanished together with her mask. Eyes widened a little too much to be pretty, and she turned pale despite her chokolate brown skin, while teeth clenched together setting her jaw firmly. For that tenth of a second fury radiated from her, and killing intent emmed from her before she placed her face in the right way again, though her lack of expression, matched her almost perfect features and again Mei seemed like a pretty little doll.
Sitting straight like a statue, Mei’s gaze still collided with their host, and she clearly saw that he noticed. She could almost see his thoughts on the matter. *A fiesty one. Oh well all women is tamed over time.* As she was proud that no one had ever tamed her, Mei’s emotion only boiled hotter at the slightly raised eyebrow that had hinted her to his thoughts. Her family trying so hard to be unimpressed by her, saw nothing of course, and as their host noticed that too, a form of amusement could be seen in his face.
Mei clasped the door shut behind her. Finally alone. Now was the time to figure out some way to escape this inconvinient situation. Still fuming with anger she walked up and down her room. Her parents had told her back when she entered the academy that she would have to catch her own husband now. And suddenly they had changed their mind. *Not just change dtheir minds. They kept it a secret. They knew what my reaction would be.* Man, she hated them. And man they weren’t gonna come out of this without consequences. A smile hinted at her lips. At the mere thought of revenge, Mei already felt better. She had time, seeing as a marriage was a big deal. This had only been the negotiation. *heh. He really thinks I’m gonna stop practicing my techniques. He really thinks he can control me. Well they can all go to the Lord of Death. They will soon learn that you don’t manipulate Kioshi Mei and you cannot control a puppeteer.* Her wicked smile distorted all beauty from her face as she casually laid down her her bed, ready to sleep.
The next day, they saw their host only to say goodbye, and at no time did he gaze upon Mei. *Like things can go back to before. I lost Solus, and now some random weakling tries to beslave ME! ME?! Of all people.* She were in a foul mood that day, as for some reason unknown she had cried herself to sleep. She had mused over a good vengance, when she had felt the hot tears stream down and wetting her pillow. Then all her now late friends came to mind, people she hadn’t thought about in years and then of course Solus. Thus she felt only for moving on as quick as possible. The servant, serving as a staircase for her, couldn’t keep a voice of pain as she stepped down on his back, a little hard than she had to. In response she kicked him further down into the mud as she entered the carriage taking her to the ship.
“The decision have been made.” Her father sat stiff and unwaving with a steaming cup of tea in his hands.
“Like HELL is has. You made it my decision and I say no!” She banged her gentle fist into the small table they sat with. Surprised by this, the entire family reacted by raising their right eyesbrow. Mei was just as surprised by her lack of control this day, but she was too focused on feeling warm than to respond to her own surprise. Since no one spoke Mei raised herself, and left their quaters to get fresh air. Though outside wasn’t much better, as all sailormen like pretty girls, and the youngest of them approached her constantly hoping for a chance. Having an off day Mei had scared off the poor boy before he had gone within ten steps of her. She simply could not keep her emotions in check, like she used to. What was worse was that it ticked her off even more, and it was that which made her plans come true.
CRACK The wooden door creaked and slammed inwards.
*Finally! It only took me 4 times!* She stood with light surrounding her from upstairs, as her family stared at her in shock. This time it was easy to control what they should see, as she meant for them to see everything she thought about them. “Hello beloved father, dear mother, and my caring brother.” Her twisted smile was curled up all the way showing her glittering row of teeth clearly showing that violence was on her mind. Only her father had dignity enough to remain seated and not move an inch as she walked a step forward.
Clasping her hands together, Mei quickly made a row of handseals now wanting to draw this out. Focusing all her power into it, she just found time to speak words she had been dying to speak for so long. “Now it’s me controlling the show.” As the only one having an idea what she was capable of, her brother and also her favourite victim for training puppet techniques, got on his feet and tried to make a run for it. He didn’t had the time to turn around, and thus he was doomed. Mei clearly felt the Jutsu catching them, and building power. Now it would only be a matter of time, and a fight of will. And when she was done she would be controlling her family like very advanced puppets. Fully concentrated on the technique, her teeth gritted tightly as she fought her collided will of her family, she didn’t hear the shouts of warning from a top, and saw nothing until she felt something hard hitting her back and after that only blackness remained...
She felt sore. She felt wet. But mostly she felt groggy. Her thoughts floated around like she was in mud. It was water she felt spl,ashing up against her thigh though, in odd rythms and sand wriggled in bewteen her fingers. *A beach?* With imense power and will she forced open her heavy eyelids.
*It is a beach. Smoke?! A village.* All she truly wanted was to lie there and sleep forever. *It is not like I have any freedom to go back to.* As that thought surfaced it also brought along, plenty of emotions. Not being able to contain all those feelings inside her fine frame, she parted her lips and let out a scream. The aprupt and eiry sound was mixed in with a flock of birds – having gotten on their wings and shrieking out their fear and displeasure.
Slowly she rose to her feet, standing on shaky legs facing the line of smoke rising up over the hill. A sharp pain made her attentive, as something hit her in the back of her head. A victorious cry snapped her gaze to a rather large bird, hovering above her with blood gleaming in a talon.
“Is that My blood?!” Her right hand raised and she felt something wet that clung to her hair. Blue eyes narrowed into small angry slits. “You should Not have done that.” In answer the leader bird shrieked once more like to say “Yeah? What can You do about it?”
In her special condition, Mei’s lips curled into a wicked smile as her left hands fingers attached chakra strings to the five needed points of control. Wings, claw muscles and neck. “Well my dear bird. I might just turn You into my weapon.” she hissed out victoriously as the leader bird got on its wings and – with a surprised cry – it flew straight towards its own flock. The birds wents airborne in shock, and the air went alive with bird screams, as they tried figuring out what was wrong. Mei danced around the scene, with both hands up fingers spread, as feather,s blood and dead birds fell down like rain around her.
We had heard the screams and noises coming from the beach, and we had all been watching that way, wondering if we had done something to raise the sea-spirits anger. At first nothing happened, but suddenly I saw something move in the heat-waves from the earth. As it moved closer I began to see colors of green, blue and white. I gasped, sure that the spirit was coming to take us all. No one dared to move, as the spirit came closer. As it did I noticed it was a she, a woman with chokolaterbrown skin, and feathers in her free flowing hair, falling from her as she walked. Her kimono was held in the colors I had seen from far away, but she carried herself in such an alien way I knew right away that she was our loved and feared Sea-spirit.
The eyes werestriking blue. Too deep and rich to be sky-blue, and too sparkling and lacking green to be the sea. The color being something in bewteen. She moved gracefully but with a predetory gracefullness that I will never believe a human can copy. Her lips were parted into a smile that had nothing resemblance to a real on at all. All her teeth were showing, but no warmth could be found in that smile. It was not an evil smile per say, but a smile that promised lots of pain. People stood completely still watching her with fear in their eyes, or hurrying inside random houses to get away from her.
“A shipwreck. What happened?” The spirit had reached the grocery store where Akane – the owner stood. I had snuck closer so I could hear them speak, so I noticed Akane was trembling with fear and that the female spirit had ticks at her left eye. As Akane didn’t answer right away, the hypnotizing blue eyes went hard, and while I was trembling just as hard I knew we had to tell her lest she take her anger out on us. “p-p-pirates.” Her gaze instantly shifted to me, and I felt all blood leave my face. Such beauty and cruelty froze me in place, so I felt the full effect of her killing intent as she paced towards me. “You know where they are?” Her smile had widened somehow, and though it seemed even more wrong, she also seemed... pleased somehow and my heart lept with joy for pleasing our great spirit. As my voice had stuck completely in my throat I nodded instead. Something almost like a purr reached my ears and I knew she could not be from this world. ”I will need a guide. You come with me.” As she pointed on me I knew I would follow her to the end of this world. But she released her gaze from me and watched Akane, who turned just as pale as I felt. ”You! I need paper, and black powder.”
“I’ll get it!” I got up and sprinted away as fast as I could, hoping the Sea-spirit would understand. “We have only paper. Black powder is at their hill.” She stood as stared down at me, in all her scaryness as I came back with what we have. She was quite for a moment, where I didn’t dare gaze up on her. “I guess this will do. Get up and show me the way.” I dared a glance, as saw she had hidden the papers away. Before I could anger her further I jumped up, and pointed towards the biggest hill near this village. “This was unearthly one.” Again I dared a glance, and while her eyes showed slight surprise, her smile showed that she was pleased in my sharpness. I followed her towards the forest, and heard the little melody she hummed to herself. ”Bad boys, bad boys. What you gonna do, what you gonna do when I come for you.”
Theme song
We went on in complete silence through the forest, where she walked like in no hurry at all, with that predotorial way, which – the more I looked at it, made a chill run up my spine. As we came so close as I could point out the old tower which had turned into the pirates hideout she finally spoke. “Good. Now get out of my way” Seeing as I had gotten more and more afraid the female spirit would want me to fight too, I didn’t let her speak that out twice. I hurried away, but as she got out of sight, I slowed down. I couldn’t let her go in there alone, I could not let our guardian fight without someone witnessing it all. I turned around and headed for another hill, that would give me a good view over the tower, which would soon become a battleground.
She calmly walked out from the line of trees and out into the open, and I noticed she hadn’t changed a thing. Her smile was still on, her eyes still intense, and because I had watched it for some time now, I could even see that she still had the same tick. She had no weapon, seemed like she didn’t need any. I heard shouts telling the pirates had spotted her. I held my breath, but seeing as the Sea-spirit’s smile widened, I figured she wanted it that way. What happened afterwards were confusing, chaotic and so very over-earthly that no one could ever believe she had once been human.
A pirate ran towards her with a big scary sword. Calmly she raised a hand swinging it in an arc in front of her like a dance move, though she was still several meters away from him. A big wooden branch came from her side FLYING out from the forest and crashed straight into the man who had been focused on her. Three more came from the door, but she didn’t change her pace or direction.
Briefly she stopped with the fallen man to ransack what he had. A few seconds after she raised to her feet again, and paced forward like on a morning stroll. A small knife came flying from behind the trees, and I held my breath afraid that she wouldn’t see it. A finger came up in front of the projectile and flicked towards one of the men coming from the tower, and the knife suddenly changed direction in midair now shooting towards a fellow pirate. The shooter who had spotted it, suddenly jumped out from the bush he had been hiding behind and started running towards the village, clearly eager to get away from the angry spirit.
The man she had flicked the knife towards fell with it sticking out of his throat dead before he hit the ground. The other screamed with fear and ran towards her, flanked by several other scruffy looking men coming from the forest trying to surround her. Her hands blurred together as she noticed and flame engulfed from her hands making a flower floating in mid-air with six petals sprouting from it. It only lasted for a few seconds before each petal faded and turned into orbs circling each other, hovering just above her right hand, with one in the middle. Her fingers pressed together like squeezing an fruit and as the pirates stood wondering what she did, the orb hovering just over her hand grew larger and larger until it was double the size as the rest. Still today I am positive I heard a woman giggle as she pointed a finger towards three men, which all took a step backwards, as the fiery orb flew towards them just like she had walked, with no hurry at all. I dared a glance more at her, and noticed she was already making another orb into ball-size.
*Boom* The explosion made me turn my head from her, and see that she had made the orb explode, engulfing only one of the three men in flames, while she winked at another, the orb in her hand shot needles of fire towards a completely different pirate, again killing him before he reached the ground. Suddenly she took a step backwards, and spun around herself. Sun hit metal on the way straight up in the air. Trying to figure out what it was, I lost track of the fight. Sun gleamed in metal again and I understood that whatever had been shot into the air, was on its way down. I followed the thin pices of metal with my eyes, and suddenly I saw the Sea-spirit standing in a circle of embers dying, all men down, and metal needles gleamed in her hand. She looked straight up at me and winked like she was having fun, while I tried figuring out how even a spirit had handled all them.
She moved towards the door getting closer and closer to their tower, where I wouldn’t be able to spot her anymore, as pirates flooded out towards her. Her right hand flickered once, twice, three times, and three people fell to the ground, as her left hand lifted itself gracefully, and she leaped a little dance step forward, setting her right hand close to the other. Someone yelped in surprise, and another screamed in anguish. I had to take my eyes off of her to see what happened. The biggest of the pirates, with a huge Oni-club, had come as one of the last, and was smashing his own people from behind. His face was twisted in a mask of fear and shock his eyes so wide I could glimpse the White around them from where I lay. Pirates lay dead around him, and the Sea-spirit danced around like she was picking roses and not fighting too many people. She evaded slashes and jumped over falling foes taking her time to make small stops, all the time her arms and fingers were on the move in what looked like a much more skilled dance than the rest of her.
Watching the big man with the Oni-club, I noticed how suddenly he relaxed and stopped attacking. I think I saw relief on his face which was replaced by shock, as one of his scared friends inpaled him with a spear. Suddenly metal gleamed as the smaller of the weapons began flying around by themselves, making a form of impenetrable wall around her. She was spinning around herself in the middle arms held high with fingers spread out towards the wall.
I noticed more was on the ground now, and the Spirit jumped over her wall, which resulted in many pirates dying on the same time. As she moved upwards, the wall of blades followed her lightly, before each weapon suddenly took a different direction from the rest, all going towards a different pirate. Those that got parried changed direction in midair and went for others. Only one of the pirates stood left as she landed on the ground. I could see his weapon shake from where I stood, and only a single look from her made him drop his sword and run. She calmly turned towards the door and went inside the tower.
Not being able to see I felt fear and excitement filling myself, and time was an alien concept at that time. I didn’t dare leave, wanting to see what happened, but didn’t feel like getting caught by angry pirates. I heard glass shatter, and suddenly I gasped as I saw someone wrapped in blue-green and white flying out the door, landing hard on the ground, tumbling several meters before landing gracefully almost cat-like, facing the tower. Red prickled down one of her leg, a wound big enough it would make her leg useless.
The leader of the pirates came out, big and muscular with eyes black like the bottomless pits of hell, with stiff black hair and beard. Everyone knew who he was, and feared him. He had always been happy for that, and I had never seen him as he walked towards our Sea-lady. He was furious, anger making foam appear at his mouth, and spit out as he talked. “You come here and think you can just take over?! No one takes MY gang!” He came close enough that some of his foam landed on My Lady, and finally he got a reaction. ”You are discusting!” She hissed it out, and I never heard it there myself, knowing only from asking the only survivor from that day. The pirate-leader’s eyes gleamed with anger but My Lady reacted before he could anything. Standing in a pool of her own blood soaking from her left, useless leg, she held his gaze. For some minutes nothing happened. Then the leader gasped for breath, lips turning blue before he fell to the ground unconscious and unharmed. She started running into the middle of the at least 20 pirates, putting weight on the bad leg like nothing had happened. For the first time she actually hit them, using arms and legs, kicking and hitting. I saw how while they were scared they still hit her every now and then, blood splattering in an almost perfect circle around her.
I cheered for her, like I had never cheered in my life. She kept making pirates go down, but more kept coming, and inevitably they pressed her to a stop. With a sword at her throat, they woke up their leader, while I saw one more slipping away, with dead peoples weapons and clothes.
“So you thought you could what? Take us down?!”
They stood around her in a circle, a single sword held at her back this time, while the leader stood in front of her. Gazing around she smiled even wider as she opened her kimono. ”Do you know what is wrong with humans?” She had found the leaders eyes again, as she slowly got undressed. ”They not just easy to manipulate but so transparent.” As the dress fell completely to the ground she revealed lovely chokolate-brown skin, and the paper she had asked for wrapped around her like a dress. Remembering she had asked for more, I suddenly saw her hair was not flowing freely anymore, but was bound up in small braids.[/i]
BOOM! I saw her speak something as her eyes found mind, and she winked one last time before an explosion took away all the pirates and blew away the tower, letting only the base left as rubble. And that is the story of how the Sea-lady, Our Sea-lady came to us and saved us from the pirates. It has been twenty years now, and no pirates has ever set food since then. The tower is still rubble, but like the dead body encircled her, so will the evil tower encircle her statue, which still today people respect and fear. “Why should we fear her?”
“Because The Sea-lady is not just a guardian. She isn’t good. She protects the Sea and those who serve her well. If we anger her, it might be us she next lay in ruins. So therefore we always go up on Powder-day and lay some food, some paper and a little black powder to always show that it was us who helped her, and to show we still remember and love her. We even painted her kimono on the statue so we will always remember what she will wear the next time she might show herself to us.”
