I will say that I didn’t expect what happened surrounding meeting my childhood nemesis. It was definitely not a normal day. When I got to school that day, I heard this on the radio:
“Bloodbringer Gunderson has become even more crazy. He is now predicting that in 2050 the cithians will definitely invade Siraka and start the next war against them. Some people say he’s going beyond crazy. The war of 2024 was what started this whole thing some experts say because that was the last time Cithians were talked about and eventually outlawed. Ever since then it's like our minds have been erased of memory of all cithians and terror that surround them.”
“Uncle, how come Bloodbringer Gunderson still remembers our people?”
“It is said that he is not truly a hiton so the rule does not apply to him.”
“What do you mean? Is there something you aren’t telling me?”
“It is said that after the hitons' minds were erased, The human embodiment of Shirak made Bloodbringer Gunderson touch the Maroon Heart. From then on, he has been possessed by the demon servant, Malaysia, another servant of Shirak.”
“So it’s like I said then, Shirak’s embodiment is the reason why cithians were outlawed in the first place.”
“Yes you are right. But, it is clear that the embodiment is definitely someone who opposes Bloodbringer Gunderson’s policies.”
“Are you saying it’s a cithian then?”
“Yes. But it could be anyone honestly.”
“I think it’s someone that holds a grudge against Furliceo because when Furliceo touched the Maroon Heart he reawakened Shirak from his long slumber and immediately got possessed by one of shirak’s servants.”
“Maybe. But, the yakobians warned us that if we stole back the potion for any reason, Shirak would be reawakened.”
“So his reawakening is literally our own fault?”
“Yes. But, it was bound to happen and every action has its pros and cons. Pro, the reawakening awakened a power genome in our dna and con it opened us to be able to be possessed by shirak and his servants.”
“Is it possible then for a possession to happen as a first possession?”
“No. Possessions only happen to people who have gained their power rings and people who have their power injected into their wrists. This happened a slew of times after Elwoods Bolto was the first Hiton to gain warrior powers.”
“Doesn’t that cost 5000 hawkheads though?”
“Yes. But, with popular game shows like Caverns of Chaos that challenge people to fight in caves for around that amount of cash as winnable prizes, people have been able to afford it.”
I rolled my eyes.
“Then how come no one is getting these injections anymore?”
“Because people found out the injections were more common to have people be possessed so the Sayis Council put it into law that these people’s possessions made up their own organization to help slow down the horrible incidents caused by people either inheriting their powers or getting injected with power rings.”
“What organization are you talking about?”
“You’re not old enough to understand.”
‘Excuse me, my eighth birthday is in two months!”
“You’re still not old enough to understand the significance of what can go on during a malfunction caused by a possession by shirak and his servants.”
‘How old do I have to be?”
“The age when you gain your power rings!”
“Why do I have to wait that long?”
My face became flustered and red.
“Sky, please calm down and let me drive!”
“Calm down? Please, you must be joking.”
“I’m not.”
“You made me wait until i’m 7 for me to find out that my dad had powers and now you're making me wait even longer to find out what happens when I have my final malfunction all because you don’t think I'll understand?”
“I’m sorry, okay. I’m sorry you had to learn about your powers that you inherited until now but I can’t stress how much longer you need to wait to learn about what happens when you become a full cithian.”
“How old did my dad have to be to find out what a true malfunction is like?”
“12.”
“12? You mean I have to wait four more years?!”
“Yes! Now shut up and let me drive.”
“At least you don’t have to learn about a disability plus powers like your dad did when he turned 12!”
“Wait my dad didn’t know he was autstic until he was twelve?”
“Yes.”
“How come you never told me this before?”
“I didn’t think you’d understand!”
“Was he shocked when he found out?”
“He felt different for a long time. He could tell that he was different. But, he didn’t know that he was different enough to be disabled mentally. But, his doctor told him that his life would never be the same again.”
“What does that mean?”
“Your dad was misjudged his whole life. All because he was different.”
“When your dad learned about his dad possibly having autism like he does it made him feel better about it though. Because if one of the first cithians to have powers was autistic, then it meant he was twice as special to have the same disorder that Judedick Crop had. That is where the crop family name came. The crop family awakened the genome in the cithian dna. If it wasn’t for us, cithians wouldn’t have a namesake.”
“So if Judedick had autism that means that cithians are built upon disabilities.”
“Exactly the reason why you need to wait to find out why it’s worth it to find out about what happens with a true malfunction!”
My uncle parked the car. He looked at me.
“Please be good today!”
“Why wouldn’t I?”
“Just whatever happens today please make me proud of you and never let the darkness inside you take over.”
“What do you mean?”
“Everybody has two wolves in them. A good wolf and a bad wolf. Life is all about what moments you need to feed either of the wolves. So feed the good one today alright?”
“Okay. I don’t know what you mean but I'll try.”
My uncle smiled.
“That’s all I want for you is to try. Because that is all you can do in life is try.”
My uncle may be right but what he said in that moment could never have prepared me for today.
Today we welcomed a new student and today was also a significant day in history for my school.
Today I met my childhood nemesis for the first time. His name was Jaren James. It was rumored that his malfunction was so unique that it matched up with the amount of significance of how unique a first malfunction can be. But it was also pretty scary.
It was said that when he had his moment of significance, his eyes turned red and a black orb bursted out of his chest. Because of this he was known around the school as the second prince of darkness. Then a question awakened in me.
Who was the first prince of darkness and why was he given that name?
But besides that today was the anniversary of Darren Haystead, the founder of our school. It was said that our founder was a very well known name. He was one of the three founders of the Grey Diamond Warriors. His cousin was Glenn Hatchett, the first hecticmaker of the Grey Diamond Warriors. His name was a household name mainly because he was an inventor. But not just any inventor. Our teacher said he was the inventor of the grey diamond.
Jaren sat down beside me and glared at me.
“You must think you're gonna get all the glory because your grandpa awakened the power gnome in our dna to receive warrior powers.”
“Jaren, what do you have against my grandpa?”
“Nothing. I just think that it’s stupid that the crop namesake was the one to awaken the power of cithians.”
“Why'd you say that? If it wasn't our namesake that was supposed to do it it would’ve been another namesake. So I don’t think it's right for glory. I think it just was something that was supposed to happen to us to have our people have a uniqueness about us. Otherwise, our people wouldn’t be as important in history as we are now.”
“So you think our powers are the reason our people are remembered?”
“Yes.”
I rolled my eyes.
“I have to say your malfunction sounds pretty scary!”
“To tell the truth I agree with you but I’d rather not talk about it.”
“Okay. Your choice.”
“Hell yeah it’s my choice! It was my malfunction for Kursta’s sake!”
“Whoa man, I didn’t mean to insult you at all. I mean, all I want for you is the blessing of Bradley Greenson.”
Our people, the cithians believe in jesus and god just different names. We believe God is Kursta and Jesus is Bradley Greenson.
Our teacher stood at the front.
“Today, we learn the origin of this school. Our new student who is rumored to be the new prince of darkness, Jaren will start the lesson.”
“Today August 26th, is the anniversary of Darren Haystead. He was one of the original Sayis’ who at that time called themselves: the Grey Diamond Warriors. The weird thing about this is that the two original founders of Grey Diamond Warriors came to light in the 5th century which is why it is said that the famed Merlin was one of the first Hecticmakers/leaders of the Grey Diamond Warriors.
These warriors were witches and warlocks. Plus wizards and mages were also believed to be part of the original founders of the original Sayis’. Every year on this date we honor Merlin and all those who came after him including the knights of the roundtable.”
I rolled my eyes.
“Darren wasn’t a cithian. So why are we talking about him?”
“Yes this is true. But to learn about cithians you have to learn also about the people who ruled over us which were the Grey Diamond Warriors who we now call the Sayisi Does that answer your question, mister crop?”
“I guess.”
“Good! Jaren, continue with the lesson.”
“The people ruling over the Sayis’ and our people are the Sayis Council.The people in the Sayis’ council were appointed by each Sayis. Because you all are a bit young we will not tell you the names of these Sayis’ but we will give you their sayis names. The servants of light which are the good Sayis’ are Sedro Sayis, Light Sayis, Gator Sayis and Minotaur Sayis. The warrior of Darkness which are bad Sayis’ are called Darkness Sayis, Hydra Sayis, Cerberus Sayis and Qysterio Sayis.”
I hung my head in shame.
I cannot get why we aren’t told anything concerning our powers until we have our final malfunctions! I honestly think it’s stupid! The reason why I think is we are already experiencing malfunctions day in and day out. Plus the reason why they say we shouldn't know these things is because we are too young. Too young my ass. I mean we live with our powers constantly and they’re blatantly hiding things from us.
I raised my hand.
“If the Sayis’ have been around since King Arthur’s time then how come there’s no mention of them in other books besides The Secret Book of Aliens?”
“The english had their minds erased of the minds of all the memories of cithians by the Yakobians to protect our people from being wiped from the face of Cither.”
“Wait, that sounds very familiar!”
“Exactly, it’s what happened in 2024. Our people were basically erased from history not just once but twice. But this time we were betrayed by the people that saved us.”
Justin dropped his jaw.
“Wow. And who knows the whole story here? We don’t know if your uncle was in the right or the wrong. For all we know the human embodiment of Shirak could’ve been controlling him through one of his servants. The war of 2024 is also called the war of Darkomega because it was a war that ended very badly.
My uncle opened my bedroom door. “Skylar get your ass out of bed! It’s your birthday! Time for birthday breakfast!” “Uncle, just let me sleep! It’s the weekend after all!” “Skylar, get up we’re going to go to Quffle cookery for your birthday breakfast!” “Oh, yeah I forgot!” I got up and out of bed and got dressed. I raced downstairs and my uncle followed me outside. My uncle turned on the radio and smiled. “Today isn’t just your birthday! Today is our 2 year anniversary of you living with me!” “Oh, you’re right! Two holidays at once!” The radio buzzed and we heard Bloodbringer Gunderson speak. “As you all know this has been my 21st year of serving this great country of Jasper. But it has also been the weirdest! People have been saying that I'm going crazy because i’m talking about the cithians all the time and no even remembers their existence!” My uncle chuckled “Of course they don’t remember us! The Sayis Council wiped their memories! Remember what I told you about
I awoke from a weird dream. In the dream, I was standing in front of a Shadow. The Shadow was standing in a beam of light. It looked at me. “Skylar Ridian Crop, it is the day of your awakening...” was what I heard from the shadow before I woke up. I knew what this meant. Today is the day I might get my powers. We talked about this day all the time in my warrior powers class at Haystead Academy. Miss Bloom was always the teacher who talked about it. She always talked about how it will be different for everyone. She said if we weren’t supposed to get our powers that we would get our power rings taken away from our bodies in a way that would be a different experience for everyone. But if we were supposed to get our powers, then something spectacular and special would happen to us. For me at least, I also hoped that it would be something special and spectacular and not the other one. It was also my twelfth birthday. I will admit that I didn’t think that both my awakening and my bir
I was enjoying a nice day outside with my class for class out on the lawn. We were rushed inside as sirens went off continuously. Ms.Bloom turned on the tv as we all sat down. She turned the channel to the local news. The newswoman was standing in front of a skyscraper. Behind her a portal opened and out stepped a man with a blue face. Two families screamed as their cars crashed into the skyscraper. One family was in a mustang. The other was in a Prius. The blue-faced man shot beams of darkness at the skyscraper as it fell to the ground in rubble. Another portal opened beside him. A man in armor stepped out of it. Kandriths were seen shouting praises to the devil and his servant Shirak. Ganthiras were out protesting the event. Rangrates joined them. My nemesis Jaren rolled his eyes. “It seems that the Strikers' memories have been returned to them and the Kandriths are all to blame!” Yellow orbs went into my wrists as he stood up and threw his desk at the wall. I got up from m
The strikers’ truck arrived in front of a white dome. They dragged me inside as a woman with black hair walked up to us. “You must be the person to thank.” “For what?” “For giving us our memories back.” “Why is that a good thing?” “Because your kind don’t deserve to live. Plus, I have a job again now.” “That may be good for you but, it means my kind is no longer safe from harm.” “True. But I'm just glad that no one can say that the Bloodbringer is crazy anymore.” “True. But I can’t ever guess what you people plan to do with me.” “Oh believe me you’ll find out soon.” “What’s that supposed to mean?” The lady whistled loudly as two strikers appeared. “Men take him to the initiation room.” The strikers dragged me to a small tent. They locked me down to a chair as an old tv was put in front of me. I looked at and a small black man appeared on the screen. “My name is General Ellison. All cithians are jerks and assholes. They say their lives are hard from the minute t
“So what are the chances that my mom is here among us.?” “Very slim. Not all the people caught are in the same concentration camp.” “ “Yeah. I knew that . Doesn’t mean the spies who are caught aren't in the same one though.” Maybe. But that wouldn’t make sense because there are only about 50 prisoners of war in this camp.” “My uncle told me that only 250 Cithians were killed.” “Yes, that's true. But there have probably been about 1000 or more who have been caught not counting the number of SPS members who were caught.” “So you took down the death toll of all the cihtians who were caught versus killed but you didn't write down an estimate of how many spies were caught versus killed?” “We know how many people were caught versus killed that were spies. We just don’t know how many of them lost their memories.” “Wait , does that mean that it’s possible that there are spies who didn’t lose their memories?” “I wouldn’t get your hopes up .” “Why not ? There is a loophole to every
When we came upon the other side, we were standing in my classroom at Haystead. Alarms were going off and no one was in sight. It seemed as if a bomb had gone off. The classroom door swung open as my uncle and my dad appeared. My dad glared at me. “You must come with me while we still have a chance to save Jaren.” “So you heard what happened?” “Heard? It’s splattered all over the news. But I never thought my own son would be the one to put all cithians back in danger.” “Really? From what I heard from Uncle Kody you were a part of what caused us to be outlawed in the first place.” “True. But I didn’t think that the warning of the reawakening could actually happen. I mean that is why Haystead was established. We needed a way to make sure that if more people became cithians whether by injection or by being born with the powers that we could hide their malfunctions.” “Well, it still happened though.” “Okay Fine. We need to save Jaren though. So follow me to the car.” “I f
When we came out on the other side we were parked in front of a red brick castle. We got up and walked out of the bus and I looked at my dad. "Where are we?" "This is Gailems. A school for people like you and Jaren. A school for people who have fully gained their warrior powers." We walked up to the doors of the Castle. In the center of the doors was a circle with eight symbols on it. I looked at my dad. “Dad, what are those symbols for?” “They are the symbols for the Eight Sayis’. The four are for the Good Sayis’ or the Servants of Light and the other four are for the bad Sayis’ which are the Warriors of Darkness.You’ll learn more about them during your four years at Gailems.” The doors opened and two guards stood in front of us and both of them were dressed in blue armor. The one to the right glared at my uncle Kodyack. “You could’ve warned me before you brought both of them here!” “I’m sorry. We were being chased by Strikers.” “It’s fine. We have the Sayis’ rule
Long ago in the distant past, there was an ancient civilization called Cithians. They were formed in the 1300s by a king called Glenn Hatchett. They lived in secret in a village named Tarnstead behind a stone wall that separated them from the English. In 1442, this same civilization was outlawed after an Englishman named Jadon killed the wife of King Knagstar, Sheila and the Cithians broke out into war with the English.King Knagstar's most trusted servant and magician, Adagar Markson was given three precious items (steel, water, and fire) and was told to make a potion with these items. This potion was to be used to contact the Gods to rescue their people from sheer destruction at the hands of the English.Unexpectedly, when he did so, a dark circular cloud appeared and a beam shot down from it. A man dressed in black stepped out."Hello earthling, I am Jagik, king of the planet Yakob. How may I be of assistance?""Earthling? I am Adagar Markson, servant of King Knagstar of the cithia