Prologue – Ozias (A future event)
“Where is it?” Came a large man’s low malicious voice as he held up a smaller man in the air by his scrawny neck. “The ship with the most powerful Eyes of Blue in the galaxy… where is the Jago?”
The large man’s piercing blue eyes paralyzed the small man with such a fear that made responding nearly impossible. The sound of screaming and panic ensued as the large man's crew began burning and pillaging the peaceful village behind them.
“Th-they’re on the other side of the village…” the small man stuttered. A smile crept on the large man’s face, skewing the long scar across his face. “P-please don’t-”
He tossed the human aside without a second thought. He was filled with anticipation, his mind set on meeting the strongest of his species once again. Each stride taking him closer to his goal: To kill the True Kai, the strongest Eyes of Blue.
Through the violent flames he watched as a figure approached from a distance, and elation filled him. “Akiko…” he whispered manically to himself, eyes wide open with the sweet satisfaction of finally finding the one person he’s spent his entire life looking for.
He had a plan but he simply could not hold back this joyous moment. At the first sight of her, he let loose his natural killing desire and made his first appearance to her since the first time they met, when she gave him his scar…
Part 1: Greatest fighter on the planet(July 11, 2012)
Captured. That’s what I am right now. The cloaked riders came at night, when nearly everyone was sound asleep. They knew exactly where we were and where we would run. We tried to get away but there were just too many of them, resistance was futile. Now my wrists are bound at the end of an assembly line of captured runaways that’s headed to the largest desert city on the planet to be sold.
Glancing around, I don’t recognize anyone around me, not that I’m surprised about that. I grew up mainly alone and had to learn how to fend for myself, obviously not well enough. I’m pretty sure I’m the youngest one in this group, at the age of what I think is about 16, I don’t really know for sure.
It’s hot, extremely hot. This planet is basically a dried up, baked dust ball. If you don’t cover yourself up properly, you’ll die in a day. In the distance, all I see are the dancing rock mountains created by the waves of heat radiating off the cracked, dry ground. The intensity of the two suns easily sear through my protective layers of my sun-cloak, baking me from the inside-out.
I reach for my water pouch but my hand waves through air. That’s right, I didn’t have it anymore. Being in the back I can see almost half the runaways have already fallen. Their bodies scraping the sunbaked ground as one of the many large scaly creatures called a scavy, continued to drag the bodies to our destination.
This is my last day. I know it. My tongue and throat are as dry as the ground I’m stumbling across. I haven’t had any water all day. Last night I gave the rest of what little water I had to some strange girl. She almost passed out from the heat, at night. I was surprised she lived this long considering she looked only a little bit younger than me. She drank the rest of my water like she was about to die. Who knows, maybe she was. After that she mysteriously disappeared and then before I knew it, I was captured.
The second sun has almost set. I embrace the last of its rays, knowing this will be the last sunset I will ever get to see. The beautiful, glowing, large sun slowly began to disappear behind the rock mountains, creating different shades of deep purple as the sky slowly changed color.
It was even more beautiful today. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. A warm, comforting breeze crossed my face. I took a moment and accepted my fate and when I felt at peace I opened my eyes to a new, peaceful world. No, wait, actually I saw myself being led away from the line of captured runaways…
Wait what? All I did was close my eyes for a moment and all of a sudden I’m being led by a hooded figure that was headed into the nearby red rocky mountains. I turned to look for the caravan of captured men and watched as the scavy that was leading me pulled along a cut rope behind it. Its rider was slumped over as if knocked out.
My new capturer pulled me along faster, causing me to stumble over some rocks. I was about to make a remark when the person whisked around to face me. It was a girl, a beautiful girl with light gray eyes and she looked only a few years older than me. She gracefully held a finger to her lips to motion me to stay quiet but the mere presence of such a stunning girl on this desolate planet already had me speechless.
Her tugging on the rope snapped me back to reality. I followed her up through a path in the mountains and into the mouth of a small, narrow cave. I had no idea what was going on but I had no energy to ask questions and I figured being her slave would probably be better than some strange man who would most likely buy me.
She pointed to the ground inside the cave and I slumped down at the location where she wanted me. She took off her sun-cloak and the water pouch that was strapped on her back and tossed the water to me. I quickly opened it and began gulping down. The pouch was full when she tossed it to me and I could’ve easily downed the entire thing, but I made myself stop when it was half empty.
My eyes wandered back to the girl. Her short, dark brown hair was pulled back into a small ponytail and she wore a sleeveless shirt with long, tight pants and high boots. Around her waist was a utility belt that had many pouches, along with a knife strapped on her right side.
She didn’t look like she belonged here; her clothes were too clean and a different style from what we wear here on Sola. In fact, I watched her take something out of one of her pouches and press it in her ear, and when she spoke it was in an alien language. The way she dressed, the language she spoke, it was now very obvious she wasn’t from this planet. I wasn’t too surprised because in the big cities there were often people and aliens from distant planets, although I never knew why they would want to come to a dried-up, useless planet like Sola.
I couldn’t understand a word she was saying but her actions and tone of voice gave the impression she was arguing with an invisible person in a strange language. Then all of a sudden, there was a pause and she began to speak in a normal tone. All I could do was watch in confusion, my wrists still bound together holding the half-empty pouch of water, and when she finished talking she turned back and faced me.
For some reason I wasn’t afraid of her. Yeah she was probably older than me, even a little taller than me and the way she carried herself gave off a sort of… badass presence, but all of that just mesmerized me even more. I couldn’t stop staring at her gray eyes as she walked over. She stopped about a foot away from where I was sitting on the ground and said something to me in her language. I didn’t know what to do or say so I just stared like an idiot back at her. Then she pointed to something behind me and I turned around to look. That’s when I felt something strike the back of my head and my eyes became too heavy to keep open. Darkness consumed my vision and my body drifted to the cold stone floor.
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