The Genie's Curse

Chapter 1:The Lamp

It was simply another day as a genie, a cursed, unhappy and annoyed genie. Tsuru waited for her new master to find her lamp and awaken her from this endless prison so she could kill whoever the unlucky person was.

Her long desire to be human again had lasted for as long as she could remember, being the only thing, she thought about. Only two hundred and ninety-eight years ago, she had her last master, and by that time she'd been around for many centuries, trapped in the endless cycle.

She had been so close to killing her last master, that is until those thieves had stolen the lamp from him. Once again failing, the moment her master was stabbed by one of the thieves causing his downfall. Every single time she was near killing one of her master's something had to happen. She indeed had the worst of luck; at every single turn something went opposing to her plans.

"Would someone hurry up and find me!" She yelled in a slightly demanding tone. She would grow so tired of having the only thing to hear be herself. Having the only 'window' in the lamp be a hole which was covered in dirt at the moment.

An endless abyss was the only thing inside the lamp. How dull things can get, how much can a genie really lose their mind? Although most of the time she spent sleeping and recollecting thoughts of the past it grew too desolated for her liking. And those memories blurred in her mind.

She even believed she heard voices at times. What was real and what was not? She simply could not tell anymore. Was she really trapped? Or all just a dream?

The thieves who had taken her got killed by her last master's vengeful son. The one who proceeded to burn everything they had taken out of anger. Poor boy never knew the powers that lay in the lamp since his father had never once told him or anyone. Truly a secret he took to his grave.

For all those two-hundred and ninety-eight years she had been buried under ashes and dirt, and she could do nothing about it. Unable to leave the lamp without a master, she could do little more than wait. Her thoughts drifted back to the human life she once had, yearning to turn back time if only she could.

But those times looked so far away and faded. She wondered if it was her life or someone else's whom she had served.

What was she when it all started... Twenty? No, maybe she was younger. She couldn't determine it, and that only bothered her more than distract her.

Change all those mistakes she had done, fix all those things she'd broken. Be home, a place she barely remembered, small broken fragments of her memory making it hard for her to clutch onto them.

"How I miss the old days. I'd probably not kill my next master if they manage to dig me out." She spoke to herself laughing thinking how ridiculous she must have sounded. Snickering at the thought, she would crush them the first chance she'd get.

Or at least she'd try, having never been able to achieve her goals before. Still her positive attitude kept her thinking she had a chance.

Sure she might be speaking to herself and lost her mind a little in all that time. But she was persistent above all. First get a mortal life, so she'd be free from these chains that bind her to the lamp. It wouldn't last forever though, but she'd make sure to have enough time to get her revenge.

Her laughter ceased slowly, unable to laugh at the situation anymore, "I'm never getting out of this hellhole." After so long of waiting, what real guarantee was there that someone would come? Those two hundred and ninety-eight had gotten her this lost, she wouldn't imagine what a thousand could do.

Just then the earth around the lamp started to move. She knew this feeling all too well. It wasn't someone digging her out to her dismay. It was simply another earthquake in the area, something she grew accustomed to after having to experience them for so long. Along with the quake, the ground unearthed the buried lamp onto the surface.

She hadn't realized just how close she had really been off the surface until then. It felt odd for Tsuru to feel the lamp heating up with the sun. A pounding in her chest of hope, the hope someone would pass and take her from these accursed lands.

However, her luck was still the same, days passed as she thought once more, she wouldn't be found in another couple of hundred years. Tsuru would just speak to herself and look out the window waiting to see someone walk her way. Seeing the critters walk over her lamp and live their lives free just made her all the more bitter.

Besides it had so long since she was out, what would the world be like? Was magic still around, where people still building cities? When looking out her 'window' it still looked the same. Sure trees had grown and the plants took over the area. But no real sight of humans anywhere.

She looked out the small hole peeking out for the hundredth time that day, trees were one on top of the other, collapsed from the earthquake most likely. Some cracks were scattered in the ground like it had been split by hand. She thought back on all the places she had been to, Arabia, Egypt, China, Algeria, the Caribbean and ones she couldn't even remember, maybe places that no longer held the same name, maybe they didn't even exist anymore.

One thing she did know was that she wasn't anywhere near those places, given that a few centuries back she had traveled on the boat to what people called the 'new world'. Her sight captivated by something in the distance, "What could that be though?"

Looking at some kind of metallic object off in the distance. It moved through the area until reaching near her location. It wasn't just a big piece of metal but had what looked to be rubber under it turning seeming to be what moved it around, "It's alive?"