Has it been days? Weeks? Maybe even months! Who knows at this point? Damen had made his way back to his hometown, after his long travels and tiring acquaintances. He has the survivor experience to prove it. Damen soon made his way inside his house, his hair ruffled and his day ruined. As soon as the young man looked around, he saw that the lights were shattered on the ground along with everything else destroyed and ruined. This made him worry. Where was his parents? He thought, as suddenly a tall skinny man looked down to Damen.
The man was covered in the shadows, till he was visible as his body turned to both red and yellow. His eyes were bright white, and the colors moved around on his body like rolling sand with slight electricity flowing through it. The man's hand stretched out, like throwing a massive sticky hand, Damen's eyes widened as he jumped to the side, the sand like substance getting stuck to his leg and flinging him onto the wall, sticking him to it. He grunted as he noticed the man walking closer, his hand still attached to his trapped leg. He flailed around as he noticed the sand-like substance crawling up his leg to put him into a more secure hold. Damen gulped as he closed his eyes and once he opened them, they were glowing with black energy, his body building up and being covered in black and purple aura. His skin and body were no longer visible, only the darkness of the moon was left as the sand-like substance was filled with the energy and blown up. He sent the man made of "sand" splattering against the wall as Damen fell to his knees from the darkness.
He panted, immediately standing up and limping out the house as he held onto the wall. Days were missing for Damen, his heart was being striked by these new powers, his mind being twisted, yet he was still worried about the guy who just attacked him. He is just a very caring person, and the fact that he has no clue if that person is dead or alive right now is seriously bugging him. He looked down, sweating on the street as he leaned against a stop sign. Suddenly, a bright beam of light shot past his face, melting the wooden fence across from him, once again, he ran into Cinder. Damen stood up straight, holding his hands out to signal that he didn't want to fight.
"Come on, terrifying little girl! Why are you even after me? I've done nothing wrong...." Damen spoke, "Well not much, are you with those crazy alien dudes?!" Cinder tilted her head.
"Aliens? We are aliens Wu, those must be the White Symbol galactic heroes...." she exclaimed. "Nothing but dust to me and you, though I wish I had the time to explain why you must die, but I simply don't." The little girl unsheathed her katana from her side as she aimed it towards Damen.
He shook his hands around soon to speak loudly, "Wait wait wait!! you can't fight me with that, I'm unarmed!" He said wildly, Cinder nodding respecting this as soon as the handle blade that was seen in that cave once before was plopped into Damen's hands. His eyes widening, never thinking he'd see this again but with no time to think back on that memory, the sword was thrusted at him. Damen quickly and instinctively caught the blade of the katana with the sword's handle. He'd never known how to do this but he saw something holding his hand and basically directing him. It was this old man with blue hair and a rusted crown holding his hair up like bunny ears. Damen was astounded by this new found power, there was no time to figure out who this guy was. He just quickly rotated his hand and thrust forward the katana, falling from Cinders hand forcefully. He laughed loudly, whoever this guy was he was one amazing fighter. Soon, he went for the strike to knock his opponent down, but couldn't. It was as if getting help from a dead soul also gave Damen more than just their skills. His eyes widened as he looked to his hands shaking, yelling out "I'm a pacifist!?"
What is Damen talking about? Why can't he finish this, figure it out on the next Wu and Wei: Sun and Moon.
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Wu and Wei, Moon and Sun
Fantasía'Once every five thousand years a child of the moon is born, then only a few years later the child of the sun is created from the heart of the sun and sent down to Midgard(Earth). This is known as destiny, their destiny. In the caves, this is the f...
