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| A Panda's Journey To Enlightenment Part 2: Crystal Teardrops Posted by: Tengu-San at 04-27-2015 17:43 PM, Last Modified 04-30-2015 02:21 AM |
Upon properly taking care of the dead, Tengu went to his, now empty, home. He sat cross legged, palms placed firmly on each knee. He needed to clear his mind. He placed the katana on the altar before him and began to focus his Hado into the blade.
The Demonic High Priestess and the Holy Angelic Priestess seen through the void, Tengu's sadness. They seen the betrayal, the destruction. Every last victim, they saw killed. Bound by the rules of neutrality within their realm, they couldn't interfere. However, they could guide Tengu through spiritual communication. They could lead him to the one responsible.
While the two prepared to aid Tengu in his quest for vengeance, he had other ambitions in mind. He wanted to gather information first. He clad in his father's armor, a traditional set-up, infused with modern technology; nanomachines. He brandished his grandfather's bandana around his forehead, the long straps flowing in the wind, and set out.
Tengu set a course for Sapporo. As he mounted his steed, the winds began to blow, cold and sharp. As he rode through the mountains, rain began to fall under the moonlight. As the wind and rain fell unto Tengu, he was burned, but his wrath purged all signs of exhaustion. By early morning, he made it to the city.
The city was desolate, quiet. The winds of death hollowed through every crack of every building. No signs of life were shown to be anywhere.
Tengu dismounted and ordered his companion to stay right where he was. There just wasn't something right about this.
Seeing a common goods store, he walked in, checking for anything. The store had been ransacked. The whole place was a delapitated mess. Shelves lay about, produce and other items stamped into the floorboards. Signs of a struggle rung through the young panda's mind.
While examining what had appeared to be blood, a sound of dragging feet echo from behind. Rain began to downpour immediately.
Notcing a heavily wounded female wolf, he bolted toward her, catching her as she fell. Fang and claw marks ravaged her fur.
"Who did this to you!?", he asked, taken aback. All she did was stare at him. She noticed the scar on Tengu's face and ran her paw across it, then she passed away.
So far, the two Priestesses had been following Tengu's progress, but were just as clueless about what had happened. They still needed to plead their case to the Grand Wizard of Ascension before they could help Tengu.
Tengu held the woman in his arms for some time in the freezing rain before finally laying her to rest. Loss was beginning to consume his whole life.
Then, a scream tore through the silence. From a distance, it looked as if a group of people were attacking his horse. Tengu began to channel his Hado into his legs, and broke into a sprint.
Arriving to the scene, the group had his horse on the ground, and had begun to consume it's flesh, paying no mind to Tengu. Angered, he drew his blade, am aura of navy blue consuming his presence.
He shouted to the people, and they fell silent. When they rose, only one turned to face him, The male lizard too, had fang and claw marks all over his scales. His eyes were a pure indigo color. "Welcome Tengu, to Sopparo. Enjoying your visit?", a slimy voice rasped.
"Who the hell are you? What did you do to these people?", he shouted back at them. "I did absolutely nothing. I am but a victim of what happened. But, by and by, the dark lord has allowed me to see the truth.", he cackled.
"Dark Lord?!?", he gasped. Nightmare had been previously defeated by his father before perishing himself. There's no way he could've come back.
Before an instant flew by, the lizard knelt on all fours and punced toward Tengu. Prepared for this, Tengu merely stepped to the side, and grabbed the lizards tail, to slam his body to the ground.
"Say your prayers, you recreant.", Tengu uttered, and stabbed the lizard in the head. The others, frightened by Tengu's power, scattered in the distance within a blink.
His horse laid there twitching, defiled, corrupted. Tengu knelt and set fire to the body, purifying his spirit. Tengu fell and punched the mud several times as he wept. None of this was making sense.
He collected himself and decided to call it a night in the Common Goods store. He'd set out in the morning, when the crystal teardrops cease to exist. ...... |
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