Fan Fiction ❯ The Path to Adventure ❯ Revenge ( Chapter 6 )

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....this whole chapter is about where Shuijin was while the others had fun. Pretty deep chapter for Shuijin... Yay!, now onto chapter 6... I don’t really have anything more to say so just read please!



Chapter 6: Revenge

From the time Shuijin stepped into the nocturnal city, he felt a mixed feeling about it. Before he and his friends had reached the city, or even seen it, he had experienced several, brief visions of the nearby landscape and the city. These visions, he kept to himself.

When they had reached the city, more dreamlike scenes flooded his mind.


**********Vision after stepping through city gate **********


Dark night.
Cold air.
Rainy.
Loud Footsteps on cobblestone road.
Dark night.

**********Vision End **********

It ended as Katsumoto grabbed the city map from his hand. His visions stopped until they had reached the hotel room. Shuijin walked into the hotel lobby last. As he pushed through the spinning doors he experienced another vision.

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Dark whispers.
Warm air.
Muffled sound, footsteps on carpeting.
Clinking of keys, door is unlocked.
Dark whispers.

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Shuijin decided to stay back while the others chose to explore the city and have some fun. He gave them each 100 munny from his pouch. When they had left, another vision invaded his mind. This time though, it was slightly longer and more revealing.

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Creaking sound of door opening.
Soft, stealthy footsteps.
Light shining off metal object.
Beads of desperate perspiration forming.
Pleading.
Unhopeful, unheard pleading.
Dark, uncaring laughter.
Swish of metal through air.
Thud sound.
Another swish.
Another thud.
Creaking sound of door closing.

**********

...He knew now what he could not have known before...

He threw on a gray sweatshirt and grabbed a combat knife and his sword as he left the empty room. After reaching the hotel’s four story roof, he performed a daring feat as he reached the roof of another building. In between him and his roof-top destination was a building with a slanted roof. He leapt onto the building with the slated roof and slid down until he came to the, now three story, edge. Next he leapt across onto the final building’s roof. He then walked towards the roof elevator and pushed the underground button.

When the small elevator reached its stop, Shuijin exited. He was in an underground hallway. The floor was a smooth, glossy cement mixture that produced a loud, echoing noise when walked upon. Shuijin walked forward, down the corridor and saw a wall with several signs.

He followed the directions on one sign. When he reached his destination, which appeared to be a crowded casino, he had another vision.

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Running.
Long, cement corridor.
Gambling in a casino.
Losings.
Winnings
Not him.
He was running.
Out of the casino, being pursued.
For murder.
Running.

**********

Shuijin snapped out of his dazed state, barely avoiding a security guard who wasn’t watching where he was walking.

“Sorry Sir, please excuse me,” he hastily apologized.
“No problem,” Shuijin answered back while walking past him.

Another vision hit him.

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Darkness.
He was being followed by darkness.
It was hunting him down.
He hadn’t completed his mission yet.
He fled.
Turn after turn through endless cement hallways.
He was getting tired.
He was getting weak.
Darkness.

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When Shuijin came to, from the vision, he wasn’t in the casino anymore. He had unknowingly followed where his vision had led.

He continued walking, making turns in the endless hallways frequently. He had never been in this place before, yet he somehow knew where he was going.

Eventually he came to a dead end. Disappointment flooded over him. Suddenly, almost instinctively, he set his right hand onto the wall, near its center. He jerked his hand away when he felt something push inward. It was a switch. The “dead end” wall swung, on hidden hinges, open to the right. Shuijin entered the passage.

It was a dusty, long forgotten, corridor. It was dark besides the occasional dull light hanging from the ceiling. He swiftly walked to the end of the hallway. It abruptly came to an end and there was a wooden door waiting for him there. Shuijin turned the brass handle slowly and pulled the door open.

A cloud of thick dust spewed outward. He coughed and gagged until the dust settled. Stepping into the room, he pulled the door closed behind him. Why he shut the door was beyond him in reasoning. The door opened to a large square room with a sunken floor and a high ceiling.

There was a long wooden table in the room’s center. Stacked on the table were untold riches. There was a large metal chest on both ends of the table. Thousands of golden coins littered the vast table. Diamonds and jewels of all sorts were stacked inside the open chests. Munny was everywhere. At the least, there was ten thousand munny just on the table.

But none of this caught Shuijin’s attention. He was fascinated with a small spherical gem, which was set directly into the table’s center. Shuijin approached the table and withdrew a small combat knife from his back pocket. He pried the gem out from the table and studied it.

The gem was brilliant. It produced an aqua glow and felt warm to the touch. As Shuijin gazed into it, he almost dropped it in amazement. Inside the sphere, a small island could be seen, his island. Shuijin replaced his combat knife and put the sphere into his right pocket of his dark blue jeans.

He momentarily forgot the visions...until another one hit him.

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Total Darkness.
The hidden corridor was dark
He ran down the hall.
Door opened.
Darkness followed.
Door shut.
Too late.
Darkness approaches.
Raspy voice from mist.

“You have not finished,” Form states.
“I tried, the kid wasn’t there,” Killer states back.
“You have not finished,” Form says.
“I did my best, now give me my just reward,” Killer reports.
Evil laughter.
“I did my part, now kill me, and end this curse.” Killer begs.
“You have not finished,” the Form begins, “For this, you will never die.”

Evil laughter.
Total Darkness.

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Shuijin was terrified at this vision. It took place in the same room in which he now stood. No more running. No more hiding. From the back, left corner of the room a dark mist appeared and began swirling. It was the mist again. Always following, always stalking. No. It wasn’t mist. Shuijin knew this now. It was Darkness.

The mist began compacting into a solid, tangible form. It was a tall human skeleton. A night black cape hung from its bony shoulders and blew slightly with the mist. Its eye sockets were glowing a piercing yellow light. It held a medium length scepter in its right bone hand. Unlike normal skeletons that had no heart organ, this one did. Its hearts was formed from the mist. It was swirling endlessly in his open chest cavity.

It reached a skeletal arm forward, with its pointer finger out, in an accusing way directed at Shuijin, the only other being in the room.


“I must finish,” the skeleton stated.

“What are you?” Shuijin asked, shocked at the horrid sight before him.

“I am the Dread Lord of the Undead,” the wicked creature rasped.

Shuijin drew his sword from its sheath on his right side.

“...and I must finish!” the Dread Lord spat out.

“What must you finish!?” Shuijin knew then. He knew then, the answer to the question that plagued him constantly.

“I must kill you to finish my mission,” the Dread Lord spoke while breaking Shuijin’s thoughts momentarily.

The once living thing had been hired to commit a murder. Shuijin’s murder. It was now clear to him why he was found on the island pier with no memory of his past. He couldn’t remember his parents either, which deeply bothered him. That all changed now, with his new found memory.

His parents were protecting him. They constantly moved from place to place. They were being stalked by the Darkness. They left him on the island and used magic to block his memory because they were close to being discovered. The next place they stopped was Sparkville, the nocturnal city. Darkness found them there and a killer was hired.

This killer wasn’t an ordinary criminal though. He was plagued by the darkness. He misused its evil powers which he received from an unknown source. For his misuse, he was cursed with horrible misfortune. He tried to kill himself, but could not because the curse prevented him from death unless the darkness itself released him.

Seeing his opportunity for death, he did the evil’s bidding. He stalked Shuijin and his parents until the time came to strike. He entered their hotel room and killed everyone in the room. But Shuijin wasn’t there. He was on the island his parents had left him on, safe. And because he didn’t also kill little Shuijin, his mission was a failure, and so were his hopes of freedom from the eternal curse.

But now was his chance. He had his victim in the exact place in which he became an Undead, also the only place in which the curse could be lifted. His prey had come to him, a first for the killer. He could not fail twice.

The Dread Lord hastily summoned numerous heartless from the ground. These heartless were skeleton looking, with sharp bone swords and matching bone armor.

Shuijin charged the dozen or so bone warriors.

His sword came down hard on the unprotected bone. Cracks coursed throughout several heartless skeletons. Shuijin destroyed them all. The Dread Lord’s eyes now shone blood red with complete hatred.

“Now, I will send you to the Dark Abyss!” the Undead Dread Lord boomed in its unreal voice, “And, tell the keeper I’m sorry for taking so long to finish my mission.”

Shuijin was now shaking from his decade of anger. His warrior eyes were bright red, rather than his normal aqua color. He would avenge his parents. He would avenge his lost childhood of questions. But most of all, he would avenge himself.

“It would be my pleasure....to let you do it yourself!” Shuijin spat through clenched teeth. With this he lunged his sword into the Dread Lord’s dark, misty heart.

The weapon plunged into the heart and unlocked the curse which bound the Dread Lord to this world. The dark mist vanished into the air from which it came. The skeletal being stood for a few more seconds before it turned into dust and collapsed in a heap on the cold sunken floor.

Shuijin returned to the hotel, just in time to hear the story of Kat and Karl’s victories in the city battle tournament. A smug smile rested upon his satisfied face.

“What’s up with you?” Kira asked, noticing his content expression.

“Oh, nothing, just finished some business that’s all, congrats on your victories guys.”

“Thanks,” both Karl and Kat responded giving him the total of 600 munny they had.

Shuijin turned and preceded to enter his room.

“Now, I can finally rest, I’ve had my revenge.” he thought while turning out the hotel room light and placing the newly found sphere on table near his bed.

Just as he was falling asleep he had one more vision.


**********Last Vision **********

Happy feelings.
Warm sun.
Lots of love abound.
Two close people watching over him.
Three warm smiles, including his own.
Happy feelings.

**********Chapter End **********


The Dread Lord of the Undead was not the same thing from Shuijin’s dream in chapter 2.
I hope you all enjoyed it! Please tell me how you like it! Enjoi.