|The fishing village
west of Demon Island
Even before the sun sinks beneath horizon, this little village that was devoid of childish laughter was already dark and gloomy by the time the nine warriors arrived. The villagers scurried away eyeing them with fear and suspicions.
Strangers were not kind to them of late. Strangers had robbed them of a hundred of their children all below ten years of age. And of late fishing had being poor.
towards the bloody western sky, he frowned, the sunsets of late kept resembling
blood baths. He got down from his horse and spoke to a man in Japanese.
*“We come for provisions.
We will live soon after.”* He said to one middle age man who pointed out
a hut to him. Taking Rimururu, Nakaruru and Shizumaru with him they head
off for the hut to buy provisions.
Moments later when they returned, the nine warriors rode out of the quiet little village and set up camp in and old abandon temple nearby. They said nothing at all as they set up a fire to cook their meals. Ryu kept his eyes trained eastwards.
< So close
yet so far away. > Ryu thought, his hands automatically sharpening
ChunLi’s blade. No purpose, no hope.
About a some distance
south of the abandon temple
ChunLi strolled into the clearing, by the light of the full moon she saw that the clearing held a hot spring that was back by a rocky outcrop, Various streams of water trickles out from the holes in the rocky outcrop.
She moved towards the edge, testing the temperature of the water she found it to be lukewarm. The area was well surrounded by foliage to give her the privacy they seek. It’s not likely that anybody would be foolish enough to harass her.
ChunLi removed her clothes and placed a large a rock on them, her boots and Tianzai by the side and strolled over to the pool. A light breeze caress her bare skin, sending a tingle down her spine. She removed the ribbon that held her hair letting it tumbled to its full length, the breeze caught her hair lifting it like a cape that surrounds her.
If anyone had saw
her then they would be likely to think that she was some sort of a spirit
of the wilderness or a nymph waiting for her human lover. That is if they
survive to tell to the tale
Gingerly ChunLi set her foot into the hot spring and slowly immersed herself in. The warmth of the spring began to slowly flood throughout her body and relaxed her senses. She waded to the other side of the pool, she stood under the trickling water
Allowing it to flow down her back, soothing her tense muscles. ChunLi sank herself into the depths of the pool, her hair seem to take on a life of its own as it floated freely like seaweed in water.
While in the water
a strange feeling came to her, the presence she felt a few days ago, was
now north of her. Somebody else is with him but they don’t matter. She
felt that it was time to meet this presence.
Back to the abandon
This night seems to be getting colder as eight of the warriors gathered around the fire. Ryu still sat where he was despondent and preferring to be alone. Nakaruru came over and handed Ryu a bowl of stew.
“You’re not eating much.” She said handing him the bowl of stew.
Ryu ignored her and continued with his brooding. Nakaruru pushed the bowl in front of his face but Ryu slapped it away spilling the contents. He opened his eyes glaring at her.
“Leave me alone.” He said, closing his eyes again.
“You said it so!
She’s dead! Gone! You’re still here! Wake up! She won’t want you to be
this way!!!!” Nakaruru grabbed Ryu by the shoulders and started to shake
him to his senses
A sounding slap
across Nakaruru’s face sending her tumbling across the floor and Ryu got
up. Nakaruru held her redden cheek in shock. She couldn’t believe that
this is the same gentle and peaceful man she known eight years ago. Galford
came to her trying to comfort her. The others watched in silence.
“Why would you care. You wanted her gone. Why should you feel bad? Which part of 'leave me alone' do you not understand?!” Ryu’s eyes narrowed. Some people have nothing to do but to pick a fight with him. too bad for them he's in a bad mood.
“Naky meant you
no harm! You don’t have to treat her so harshly!” Galford came face to
face with Ryu.
<< Ryu….. >> A voice, a strangely familiar voice he long to hear called his name. Ryu’s eyes widen and he froze. One name escape from his lips.
The others got
up and were on alert once more, half expecting him to go berserk at anytime.
Ryu….. Don’t you love me anymore?….. >> Ryu spun to face southwards.
He can’t feel her qi signature but knew she gave him the directions he
“Ryu. Are you okay?” Zannah came forward, placing her a hand on his shoulder. Ryu look up, a tired look written on his face. He seems to be calm now, completely forgotten about the incident with Galford and Nakaruru.
what he just said, she felt uneasy especially with the possibility of a
succubus out there lying in wait. But then Ryu’s fuse had being incredibly
short. She had a feeling that she might regret whatever her decision may
be. Zannah sighed.
“There may be a
succubus out there. There is a back room in this temple, You can rest there.
Just be careful.” Zannah patted Ryu on the shoulder.
Ryu eyed the new
visitor wearily, the girl with the large eyes sat down with a smile on
you let me sleep alone?” Ryu yawned and close his eyes.
The moment Rimururu was gone, Ryu sat up quietly. The wooden rods don’t look that strong. He took his black broadsword out this time. He stood in silent concentration. Moments later the blade slice through the air quietly.
Ryu quickly sheathes
the black blade and reaches out to catch the wooden rods as they fell from
the windows. Quietly and steadily he climbs out the window and ran south
as fast as his legs could carry him.
He got his bearings right, heading south as directed. He refuses to believe that some succubus was trying to lure him into a trap. No succubus can imitate that soft, gentle voice with an underlying hint of steel. Like a blind man he anxiously ran through the forest stumbling now and then.
Yearning and excitement
were written on his face, Ryu had decided to keep away from the main path.
Fearful that his companions might find him missing, fearful that they might
find him before he got to ChunLi. Fearful that they might get separated
even before they could meet.
<< Ryu…. >> her sweet voice called his name again. Sounding neither impatient nor fearful. But welcoming instead, yet there was an underlying hint of sadness in her voice. He knew she must have missed him as much as he missed her. Ryu long to see his ChunLi again. He long to hear her whispered his name in his ear. He hopes to be the one to extinguish the hint of sadness in her voice.
As he stumbled
along his path many thoughts came to mind once again, he hopes to her in
his arms, taking in the sweet lily-based perfume that was enhanced by the
warmth of her body. He long for the taste of her sweet lips in his once
On this full moon night where fireflies danced and guided his path, Ryu could hear the familiar peals of laughter that that led him deeper into the forest. Mist lies thickly on the ground. His path ended when Ryu stumbled into a moonlit clearing, steam from the hot spring rising into the cold air like ghosts.
Ryu heard the sound
of water trickling from the rocky crevices into the pool, The breeze shook
another rain of leaves, flowers and petals loose to cover ground. Blossoms
of yellow flowers that fills the night air with their perfume. Yet Ryu
seeks the lily-based perfume.
“Li!!! Where are you!!” Ryu broke his silence, he could not believe that he had come all the way here to find an illusion. He heard her laugh yet he couldn’t see her.
“I am here. My
Ryu.” The leaves rustled as Ryu turned around to see her stepping out into
the path of a moonbeam. He realised that there was a change in her qi signature
and proceeded to learn this new signature. At once the new signature flooded
him and fills him.
Ryu’s heart skips a beat on seeing her. She bears welcome in her eyes. It struck Ryu that since they were separated she had grown more beautiful. Absence made his heart grew fonder for her. Ryu rubbed his eyes to make sure that this was no illusion.
with her long dark hair dancing gently like ribbons in the wind welcoming
and beckoning him over. She was wearing only the dark blue wide cuff silk
dress coat with ankle length gathered skirt that was buttoned to above
her knees. The flaps of the skirts were fluttering around her legs like
“Ryu?” ChunLi smiled
questioningly at him, breaking his train of thoughts.
He embraced her tightly, kissing her on the lips fiercely. The familiar warm lips responded to him. The feeling was so right and so magical that he could feel his heart singing and soaring into the sky. Tears streaming down his eyes to know that she was safe from harm.
The familiar curves
of her body pressed tightly against his like a piece of the puzzle that
fits together. The very touch of her fingers on his skin brings warmth
and healing to his once cold and broken heart. Ryu was practically intoxicated
by her very presence. So many questions yet he never ask. All he needs
to know that she was back in his arms again.
ChunLi broke off
from their kiss, an uncomfortable look on her face.
ChunLi started thinking as she strokes Ryu’s head, this man is so in love with her, unlike that blue and red freak. Another thought came to her. This man is destined to be her Defender so why should she sacrifice a man of such blinding loyalty for the sake of a fool who thinks he’s a god and not know that he was but a transient tool.
She smiled in satisfaction as she watches Ryu fawned over her. Amuse by the fact that his loyalty to her is stems from the blinding love he has for her. Why should she submit herself to the whims and desires of that petty godling?
When right beside
her stood her partner in greatness. This Defender will prove himself useful.
Still she refuse to choose her path right here and now. But some plans
change, she was not about to make life easy for anybody.
Bringing up one
hand ChunLi caress Ryu’s face gently, his eyes brightened as she showered
his cheek with little kisses until he turned and met her lips to be rewarded
by a full kiss. Breaking off their kiss, ChunLi put her finger on his lips
to silence him. He kissed her finger, so much to say yet it was not necessary
at all. It seems to ChunLi that all Ryu wanted from her was her affections.
“Did you miss me?”
A generic question.
“Anything for you. My life in your hands if that’s your wish.” Ryu took in another deep breath, The scent of the blossom filled night air mingled with ChunLi’s lily-based perfume, intoxicating as he nuzzled her neck. Ryu look up waiting for her response.
“Your heart on
a silver platter. Here and now.” A cold glint in her dark brown eyes and
a smile of cold snake like seduction on her lips.
Wordlessly Ryu reached for the blue blade that was strapped to his back, he turned the blade so the tip face his chest and handed it hilt first to ChunLi. Eyes filled entirely with love for her, his only regret was they had to part so soon. He waited for death to come from her hands, one of the many ways he had wished to go from this world.
ChunLi’s hard smile
soften as she her hand slides slowly up from his chest to his shoulder
and down his arm to the hand holding her blue sword, waving away his intention.
She showered his cheek with little kisses, demanding his attention away
from her wish. Another full kiss was rewarded to him as he let the intention
go. She broke off their kiss after a while
“No need. You will
serve me better alive. My warm warrior” ChunLi murmured as she pull him
down to the ground, the carpet of flowers as their bed., her soft hands
stroke his face slowly as she watches the loving expression on his face.
Her eyes locked onto his as she began a spell in a hypnotic and seductive
voice. Ryu didn’t even notice for he was lost in her eyes.
To ChunLi, Ryu is her chosen one and Defender. His love, his loyalty, their bond and his yearning for her makes up four of the five elements. The spell in itself can be considered redundant, but it was an excuse to give him the awareness of his role as her chosen Defender
And electrical tingle went down Ryu’s spine as ChunLi’s finger runs a path on his bare back. A circle, a shield within and within the shield the Chinese character for his name ‘Long’(Dragon). The rune glow eerily blue then fades. ChunLi chuckled inwardly.
Their lips locked together once more as does their destiny, ChunLi was determined to walk her path with Ryu by her side. His very soul and life in her hands. The same three paths still open and looms unchanged over their heads.
The couple locked
in passionate embrace fueled on by the cooling air and the scent of blossoms
in the wind. The very act of renewing of their marital bond sealed their