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Showing posts with label Hemuri. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Hemuri. Show all posts

Monday, March 7, 2011

Chapter 15: Savior

Ayumu
I screamed. What in the world was she thinking? SACRIFICE? That would just make everyone sadder, not happier.
I reached out to Sari's shoulder, trying to pull her out of harm's way. But the man with the scar stepped between us. I panicked, and kicked him between the legs. He groaned in pain and staggered off, soon collapsing on the ground.
Again, I reached out to Sari, but I was too late. Another masked man came out of nowhere just as my fingers bushed Sari's shoulder. The masked man put his arm around Sari's neck and held his sword up to her chin threateningly. Sari closed her eyes, a tear coming down her cheek. The man back away, still holding my sister. He looked cautiously at the other men that charged us earlier and examined them. The other two had stopped their rampage and now turned to stare at the newcomer in silence. Another man fell from the trees and grabbed my shoulder, pinching hard. I whimpered, and allowed myself to be dragged back into the trees.
Sari
Once we were in the trees, our captors, (mine and Ayumu's,) let us go. We turned around and stared back at them, confused. Then both captors laughed. It wasn't an evil, dark laugh. It was a light, teasing laugh. Ayumu and I exchanged glances, mystified.
Then captor #1 removed his mask. He was a young man, probably around the age of 16. He had stunning golden eyes and dirty blonde hair. Captor #2 went up in a poof of smoke. And when the smoke cleared, there stood Hemu and Muri, grinning.

Thursday, December 23, 2010

Chapter 10: Night Meeting-Hemuri

Sari lay in bed, smoothing her hair out against her pillow. It had felt good to take a real shower after so long. Sari smiled, she liked the way her hair felt against her fingers. So fine and smooth, long and silky. She stared up at the bed above her, thinking about Charismi, who lay on top of a pillow next to her. Charismi opened one eye to check on Sari, then closed it and went back to snoring peacefully. Sari sighed, trying to roll over and close her eyes. The door creaked open and a head poked in.

“Still awake?” a voice fluttered in. It was one of the twins. His blue eyes pierced the darkness, bright and curious.

“Yeah.” Sari whispered back, turning to look at the boy more closely.

The boy walked over and sat on the edge of Sari’s bed, next to Charismi; who opened both eyes and snorted, tongue flickering.

“Hey! He’s just here to talk!” Sari said, scolding Charismi. Charismi looked at Sari, then the boy, then closed both eyes again and went back to sleep.

“Nice dragon you got there.” The boy whispered, staring at Charismi, “Sure a feisty one.”

“Yeah, I found Charismi in the woods not far from here. She has been with me ever since.”

“A girl, huh? Wow, must be cool.”

“Uh-huh.”

“Oh, sorry for not introducing myself earlier, I’m Hemu; my brother’s name is Muri. Together we’re Hemuri. You’re not the only ones with superpowers, when me and brother are together, we can morph into anything and anybody we have seen. Also, we know everything and anything our object might know. All their knowledge, tactics, crime fighting skills, everything. So you better watch out, I’ve seen you know. You can’t hide.”

And with that, Hemu got up and walked out the doorway, closing the door softly behind him. Sari thought hard about what Hemu had said: morphing powers? Knowledge stealing? And what had he meant by “you can’t hide”? It was too much to think about. Sari sighed and muttered to herself quietly.

“Are you okay?” A tiny voice floated down to her ear. It was Ayumu.

“Yeah. I’m fine.”

“Don’t listen to him. He’s joking.”

“About the morphing part?”

“No, about the last sentence. He doesn’t really mean it.”

“Mean what?” Sari asked, her voice rising with concern.

“Nothing, go back to sleep.” Ayumu whispered, and Sari heard her lie down and roll over. She put her head back on the pillow just as Charismi opened her eyes again, this time with questioning.

Sari looked deep into Charismi eyes, knowing she was thinking the same thing as her: “What?” Sari shook her head, sighing deeply. “I don’t know Charismi, I don’t know.” Then Sari curled up, and went to sleep.