Kathy and the Dragon Pen

Dragon Pen

Kathy sped through the streets of Lithuania. Her long brown hair trailed behind her. She laughed at the angry cries of the man at the fruit cart as he chased her. Kathy had stolen apples while he was distracted. But even Kathy Michelins  couldn't run forever. When she had a good lead, she lost her coat and skirt. She threw them into an ally.Now wearing shorts and a ripped shirt she slowed and walked, blending in with the crowd. She hoped the day never came where she'd here bells.The fruit cart man ran right passed her. But the tsunami didn't.

Everyone ran as the tidal wave neared. Kathy only grabbed her jacket and bag before tumbling into a broken down building. She grabbed her sister and kicked her way through the window. The nine year old girl in her arms screamed she clutched her small doll. Kathy was fast, and she could run, but the tsunami never ran out of endurance.

Kathy put her sister on her shoulders and looked for anything she could. There was a small amount of people running for aircrafts. An even smaller amount for the boats. All the others cowered at the edge of the island that their town was on. She jumped their heads and tossed her sister into the boat. Only another boy sat on the edge. She leaped on herself and  started it. She had to get away. The tsunami wave lifted them up and set them down, then it was gone.

"Marco." Kathy looked at the boy. He repeated himself.

"My name is Marco, and I need your help, Kathy." 

"How do you know my name?" Kathy stared at him with her ice, blue eyes.

"That's not important, do you want to save your village?"

"I would but it's gone! Everyone! Everything! Gone and broken!" Kathy Michelins spoke with a harsh tone.

"Not if you come with me." Marco had black hair and grey eyes, wearing the clothes only rich people could buy.

"No. I jumped onto this boat to be greeted by a kid I just met asking me to jump into the ocean! I am not going to put my sister in danger!" Kathy yelled at Marco. She had gone through so much more pain and regret than any 12 year old girl, or even adult had. She had lost her parents, her brother, her home, her friends, her life. All she had was her sister, Val. She was not going to lose her too.

"Kathy, trust me." Marco stepped out of the boat. because Kathy still had an arm around Val, her grabbed her and they all descended into the ocean. Despite her constant screaming and struggling, Kathy's feet touched the ground of a training camp. Many kids her age were training together.

"They all come here to save something or someone they love." Marco explained. Kathy nodded. He led her to her training room. 

"It has everything, you have training gear, paints, a roommate, food, water, everything." With that, Marco left Kathy and Val alone. An instruction manual lay by a blank wall. It showed Kathy how to create the shrine and what to say and do.

"Val, you can go wander, just stay out of trouble, OK." Kathy spoke to her kindly, but Val refused to move. 

"I want to help, I will make food for you Kathy Cat." Val scooted to the bags and the box of supplied food. She pulled out several ingredients, before going to the small electric stove that had also been supplied. Kathy began to work on learning the words. 

Kongo ban chi soln ma back din so. Lafijon kigo BAAN!

She was to repeat these words three times performing the movements by the shrine. This took her several weeks to perfect, and sounded as if she had known them forever. By then, the food supply was half gone, and they had no sign of ever getting more. The box was empty and they only had the bags left. Kathy's next task would be perfecting the movements.