Book 2: Falling from Grace

Chapter 1: Welcome Home

Disclaimer: I don't own Monkie Kid

Authors Notes: If you haven't read book 1 this is going to be very confusing.

Book 2: Falling From Grace

Chapter 1

Welcome Home

More, more...and so much more. He needed more! He ran his fingers through the mud, the crunching pieces of earth as he added more straw, more earth, more water. He needed more, so much more. He poured the purple substance into the muck and smiled. The swirling vortex of mud began to take shape, its form stood before him. The demon stood there and smiled at his creation. Taking a doll and placing it into the Golems forehead and putting a new piece of mud over it. His creation burst forth and growled. Mud dripping from its mouth.

"Go, bring me the one called...Tang." He chuckled watching as the Golem walked toward the large city. It wasn't too tall, it could walk under the streetlights with ease. But it wasn't the problem, it was that odd boy that stayed with Tang. The one who took up the staff as Wukong had once.

The man with the straw hat covered his face as he walked toward the city himself. He had created the Golem to distract the boy. It was a simple enough plan. He needed Tang, he needed his flesh. Not to eat like they had planned before, not...he had further plans for Tang...oh yes, he would take the man...he needed his blood. If he could get a little of the blood he could become immortal...he would be unstoppable. But this was a delicate situation. He had to ensure that no one got in his way. Luckily Wukong was retired and back on flower fruit mountain. Their last meeting was...less than good.

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MK stretched as he walked through the doors to Pigsy's restaurant. He had a shift this morning, and he was doing good getting there on time lately. Pigsy pointed at MK.

"Alright we got an order on 5th and elm, another on Rodgers and Pine, and don't forget the chopsticks this time." Pigsy called out, handing the sleeve to MK.

"Will do." MK ran out and climbed into his cart.

"He's been showing a lot more responsibility lately." Tang said sipping his tea. He had been staying up in one of the apartments. Unknown to MK it was Pigsys. He had just assumed it was another room like his. They never gave him another reason to suspect they were partners. It wasn't a need to know thing.

Pigsy chuckled and walked over, filling Tang's cup again.

"Yeah they kids are going real good. If...he doesn't get them mixed up. He'll do fine, Wukongs been teaching him focus by building lately and you need real focus for it I guess. Wonder what they're building?" Tang shrugged and took a sip of the tea. It was nice and warm. With how cold it was getting outside. "I wonder how she's doing...?" Tang whispered looking into the teacup seeing bits of leaves sticking up.

The ground trimmered and caused the bowls behind Pigsy teeter and fall.

"Ah great!" Pigsy growled. His head hurt so early in the morning. Maybe if he asked nice enough Tang would massage his shoulders? He jumped as another trimmer hit. "Nope thats gotta be a demon."

"You don't suppose the Demon bull king is back? Its been six months since there daughter was born."

"Maybe, but this just means that MK ain't gonna make those deliveries." That was true. Tang and Pigsy ran out of the restaurant just in time to see a car sail overhead and hit the pavement next to them and roll.

"Sorry Pigsy!" MK yelled as the cart flew through the air and hit the ground on its side. This looked like a job for MK...kind of.

"We need to get to a safer area. This doesn't look like we can help Pigsy." Tang pulled Pigsy toward the alleyway. The quickest way from the fight. Pigsy hated to get away from everything, but he needed to run. They would go toward the park. Nothing to fall on them there. It wasn't to far, if they could make it without something falling on there...

Pigsy made a grunting noise as a piece of roof hit his head. He swooned and fell limp against Tang effectively pinning him to the joining wall. The monk wasn't anything if not a bookworm and Pigsy was rather heavy.

"Pigsy...hey Pigsy! Get hold of yourself. Wake up!" Tang looked up around for anything, anyone to help. No one was around, there was a lumbering noise from the joining street which meant MK was there. But he wouldn't be able to help them way over there. "Help!" He called out.

"Help?" Tang turned back and looked at the man with what looked like a mask on, but his face contorted into a smile. "I'll help." he said. Tang gulped as the demon neared him. "For some of your blood." He smiled at Tang.

Tang could smell the demon's breath as it neared his face. His clawed hand grabbed his face and chuckled. "Hold still...it won't hurt...long." His mouth opened wide.

A foot smashed right into the demon's face effectively dislodging him from Tang entirely.

Tang felt a sting from one of the claws cutting into his chin. Aside from that nothing else was damaged luckily. He looked up at his savior. A fully clothed person with a straw hat, and what was that...a bundle on there back? All he could see was a tuft of black hair. "Who?"