All the monsters then collapsed into heaps of ashes or fried jelly that had once been their flesh. Nevertheless, for a brief period, their queen was still alive. She said, having reclaimed half the mermaid's form, "You should do the same to the witch who sold the world and you, Hotaru." Before it was too late and all the force was lost, I closed my eyes in a daze. I tried to picture this in every detail since I wanted to leave that place quickly and desperately wished I was back in my spacecraft, far from that planet.
The world started to disappear and shift quickly in front of my eyes, as if in a magical vision, but I knew it was much more than that. Then, a loud hum rang deafeningly inside my skull.
Even though it was leaving its solar system, I continued to perceive the rising sun as being surrounded by enormous sea waves, creating the appearance of an unsettling cosmic vortex outside my window to the cosmos. Gubimu was also present, standing next to me. I'm not sure why; perhaps deep down I wanted him to be there since he owed me a ton of explanations.
I am... I am observing two primitives, opposing beings that govern the universe while I float in an infinite sea of white ether. They resemble masculine deities and stand in for "God and Satan," "good" and "evil," "heaven" and "hell." They are shooting thick energy beams at each other with their extended arms, which I can see. In contrast to "Satan," who emanates a red aura and creates a beam of the corresponding color, "God" emits a light blue aura. Amid the space separating them, the two energy surges collide and merge.
In that never-ending battle, neither of the two parties appears to be victorious. A thought occurs to me as I am hovering to the right of "God": When the moment of death arrives and a soul departs from its physical body, it "falls" in a certain place within the streak created by the two conflicting rays. The closer a soul is to the light blue area (heaven), the better; the closer a soul is to the red area (hell), the worse. I, Hotaru suddenly awakened, startled by the distinct sensation that we have just had a profound otherworldly experience.
Now that I'm in the air, high above limitless white fields, I turn onto a small, hazy trail that is gradually taking shape between two rows of green trees. I have a wonderful sense of freedom, yet everything around me rapidly dissolves into the astral material, the ethereal component that all universes are formed of. Now a new route is forming in front of me, barely visible between the white tree limbs that shoot up into the azure sky.
For a split second everything remains motionless, translucent white, incomplete. Suddenly, at the far end of the path, I can see a sphere of sparkling light that grows brighter and brighter, until it obliterates the trees, the path, me, and the world... The blinding light gradually began to take material forms; I was rather scared at first, but I felt a lot better when I realized I am in the middle of a huge bridge, and everything seemed to be in place.
Yet, it was obvious to me that I am no longer traveling; the starship seemed to be inert. I looked at the main screen impatiently and I was relieved to find out that dimensional transposition had been completed.
My landing spot was a lovely green meadow with distant, lavender mountains rising over it in the blazing dawn. Small homes were a sign of intelligent, possibly human, live nearby. Clusters of dry leaves were lifted into the air by a strong wind that was blowing over the deserted land. I just couldn't believe how quiet and peaceful it was around us. I wanted to enjoy it, but I didn't know how because it seemed like the calm before the storm.
No more than a few seconds had passed, when I noticed a little sparkling light tracing a curved line on the sky, beyond the high mountain crest on the horizon. It looked like a distant shooting star, but I had no doubts about what it was.
Without explaining anything to anyone, I retired to my chamber with the excuse of feeling tired. I lay down and let my mind be still; my heartbeat gradually decelerated and became fainter and fainter, as I was falling into a state of deep hypnosis.
When the time was right, I prompted my astral body out. The astral projection verified my suspicions: the sparkling light I saw a while ago was a spacecraft.
Far off from where I am, I see a gigantic palace. When I walked in, I watched the throne prince of the Algeza Empire walk out of the pilot's cockpit and call his men. All of a sudden, he paused and looked around carefully. His set face with the clear-cut features looked stern, his blue eyes narrowed with suspicion. Can he somehow sense my presence? I wondered. My return was abrupt and awkward, leaving me with a vague impression of an ethereal wave thrown back into my physical body, as well as the bad temper that usually follows a violently interrupted astral projection. Anyway, I was back in my chamber again, my heart pounding in anguish. I sprang to my feet, dashed to the door, and froze there, as I heard rushing steps and harsh soldiers' voices echoing right outside my room. For heaven's sake, has my trip taken so long? I wondered full of worry. Then I leaned my back against the door and shut my eyes breathlessly...
A squad of ten Algeza soldiers stood motionless as they suddenly saw someone blocking the octagonal corridor before them: it was the mysterious man I always saw wearing black and who was also the person riding a motorcycle as I was going home yesterday, challenging the intruders with a laser sword in hand. There was a moment of mutual hesitation; then, one of the soldiers launched an attack and the battle burst out. He fought them all with undaunted courage, remaining surprisingly cool during the unequal fight. His laser blade flashed deadly in the ionized air, soon exterminating three of his opponents. He seemed to enjoy the tension of every single moment, as if the result didn't matter to him, winning or losing, living or dying. He looked proud and fearless even when he was forced to retreat and captured in the end. His green eyes glowed with fury, while a big firearm was now pointed at his chest. “Hold it!” a soldier’s commanding voice echoed in the corridor and all the Algeza warriors froze at their master's order.
At that point I opened my eyes again; I was exhausted, for I knew very soon everything would be lost. The next moment the grim soldier was standing right outside my door and he was going to force the lock at once unless I did something. As I got out of my room with slow, stealthy steps, he looked at me flabbergasted. His long, blond hair waved over his broad shoulders, and he riveted his bright blue eyes on me.
This time I showed him a black-hair Hotaru, dressed in a rather provocative white uniform. “How did you find me here, sir?” I asked as calmly as possible. “You know my spacecraft can carry out space dilations; besides, there is no way you can hide from me, you know that too, Hotaru”, he replied.
Nice. I didn’t know that I would be occupied with some kind of spacecraft stuff.
"So, this time, what do you want? “At first, I had my doubts about your ability to find the Lotus, let alone take it; however, now that you have succeeded, I desire it for myself. Am I being understood? "I guess so," I replied after pausing to look him in the eyes directly, temporarily diverting his attention.He hesitated before continuing, "As for you." I'm all right. "At the first sign of resistance, I'll kill you! In a low, somewhat sexy voice, I replied, "I don't mean to oppose at all. My right hand slid to the side of my pocket at the same time, thinking to myself that it could conceal a laser gun. Before anyone could know what was occurring, I shoved the prince away from me and fired twice. Two of the troops dropped on the ground dead after being taken off guard by my sudden onslaught.The soldier seized the chance right away, and with a swift motion of his arms, he was able to escape the people who were holding him captive. As the remaining soldiers quickly moved to the side a
1997(Hotaru’s P.O.V.)My ooasan once told me that no matter how you choose your own destiny, fate will still come to your life and by chance make it good or destroy it.Well at first, I don't understand, for she said that to me a couple of years ago, when I was six and she usually brushed my hair at night in front of the mirror.“Do you want to hear a story?""Yes, Mama"As she brushed my hair I stare at my mama's reflection in the mirror. I wish I was like her. Fair, beautiful. That night I made a pact to myself that when I grow up, I would be like her.“There were these four generations in a family"What are their names? I think.But I just listen."...named Hon, Sok, Tu, and Nyan."Guess that just answered it."They say that on the third generation- which is Tu, a baby girl will be born and the woman who gave birth to it will die on the child's eighteenth birthday, whether it's the cause of the child or by accident."My ooasan tells me I need not know what happened, for I was too
“Hotaru! Hurry!” Courtney hissed as I pick my backpack which fell on the ground, as we ran to the bus. “Geez, you’re always late.” As we got inside, it felt so oddly cold. “Let’s sit here,” I told Courtney. The bus arrives usually at 7 am, and we start our classes by 8:15 am. “Had a good sleep?” she asked. “No.” or so I thought. Courtney then looked back to see Tyler, her crush since eighth grade. Her wild eyes wander toward him, and they seem scary to me. “What?” she asked as I looked at her sternly. “Stop,” I said. She’s scaring the guy away. Oh, come on, she groaned. “You got to chill.” I looked around, knowing that Tyler might see me. His curly blonde hair and tanned skin outshone the rest of his other good-looking friends as he laughed along with them. Before I knew it, he turned his head around and winked at me. **** I have never made love. I grew up knowing soon I would want to try it over and over again for it sounds pleasing to the stories that I hear from my friends. "..
The moment I turned fifteen, Mama gave me a music box with a feline cat dancing inside. Carefully embroidered in the finest blue and gold, its little containers kept tiny photographs of me, Kai, Papa, and Mama. It was the best gift I had from her. When I play that music box the cat danced so beautifully. I also kept the necklaces and rings inside which Papa gave me every year. It's as if she was striding high, her face all striking and her pink ballet shoes would carry her wherever she goes. Sometimes, Papa would let me play that music box and his face would light up easily, and just listen to it as if it gave him a reason to live. Papa was diagnosed with a chronic disease that following year. He suffered a mild stroke but turned worse as time went by. We didn’t notice his symptoms as he barely comes home but one time we did was when he suddenly clenched his chest in the middle of our dinner and fell to the ground. Mama hurriedly went by his side and I could see the shock on her face
(Shin’s P.O.V.) I watched the flames burn around the house as the firefighter stood beside me in his truck. “Moooom!” Dad was rushed into the hospital that night, trying to save Mom and get her out of the house. Earlier that night, everyone was sleeping. I was still in my pajamas when I heard whispers inside the corners of the walls call out to me. “Come here,” they said, getting louder and louder. So, I got up and squeezed my teddy bear tight, afraid of the shadows looking up beneath me. Just then, Mina showed up to me meowing from downstairs. Something was going on, I couldn’t tell. There is a putrid smell coming down from below, and I covered my nose because I couldn’t breathe well. “Mama,” I hurried beside her. She was still sleeping. “Don’t worry, my darling. I’m here,” I remember her saying when I woke up in the middle of the night so she can let me lie beside her. But this time, she is not waking up. I shake her again using my fragile little hands. “Momma,” I look
1985(Shin's P.O.V.)The next morning my grandma woke me up for work. She pushed open my windows, and my eyes turned away blindly from so much brightness coming through them. I remembered flashbacks of our family having a picnic. I was playing kite with dad, and the next moment he gave my mom some coke from the icebox, and she sipped carefully. Slowly after that, they burst into an argument, luckily there were not many people to see or hear.It was something that a young boy like me, could never understand. It's crazy that when we get older, those memories that we never knew come up together in our mind, solving themselves in their way like a puzzle combined with a realization."You know she moved us all here, right!?" She screamed out from the top of her lungs, with her blonde hair shining from the sun."Yes," my father insisted. "You know it's for the best!""You and your family." Y'all only want your kind of best," she said, walking away from us and taking the car with her.It was
Courtney and I sat in the bleachers, and I continue to sip my cola from the red cup. Mrs. Penn was away for a while and she had the library closed, so I took the chance to watch our sports events. While we cheered and shouted, Calvin, squeezed himself in through the crowd holding a box of pizza. He quickly handed out a piece to us and I hungrily took a bite."Go, Max!" Courtney shouted at the running tracks, where her boyfriend ran the 100-meter sprint. I look up to stare at everyone watching and I saw a glimpse of Dave.He looked very handsome with a slight beard growing out from his upper lip. He then stood up and shouted in the distance, supporting his friend from the team. As he sat down, he reached out for a bottle of water the water guy and turned his gaze in my direction."Shit," I muttered under my breath.He must have seen me. I pretended not to care and gobbled my pizza, which is a good way to distract him. I looked on his way again. He disappeared. The game lasted for at le
I guess that girl is me. Like a cat that can smell anything from a distance I can feel my eyes hard as fire and my body as cold as ice. I reached for the cell phone in my pocket, and I take one step closer without even having a definite path or destination. All I know is that something called me, and I am sure of that. I turned on the flashlight of my phone and I could see my shadows everywhere. The wind hushed louder as I flashed my tiny light into the trees, leaving the earthy aroma on my nose while some of the torn leaves flew in the direction of the wind. As the wind blew against the trees, I could hear music playing in my ears as the leaves continued to dance and swing in perfect rhythm. I continued to go on further. I remember that March in advance is particularly breezy, at least that’s what my science teacher said.I look up, hearing the sounds of whistling and piping. It was such a high, deafening pitch that I needed to cover my ears from hearing it. I felt like I clumsily st