The Sun
by Maki-chan
Long ago, there was a battle. At the end of the battle, there were so many dead. With life comes death, but also with death comes life. Out of the blood and bodies of the dead a child was born.
Chapter 1
A Child
BEFORE
I shifted to a more comfortable spot.
"OWWWW!!" I screamed in pain.
I had hit my head against one of the metal bars. Not surprising, it was pitched black. I grabbed the bar and used it to lift me up. I faced towards the only area of the cage where you could see. Up on the wall was a small window. There was light outside, though the sun hadn't begun to rise. I quickly climbed the wall. I grabbed the spaces between the bricks. I had learned to do this through trial and error. I sat on the tiny window edge and stared out the window. I was very excited.
"Its almost time." I whispered.
The sun soon began to rise. Its light touched my body. I slipped my hands through the bars. I was smiling.
"Good morning to you too!" I yelled.
This was the only time I could feel the sun for the entire day. I was very thankful to have the window in the eastern direction. I sat at the window ledge for hours, basking in its warmth and light. This was the only time I could see myself. I was very pale, but i didn't care ,I just enjoyed the warmth and light. I would stay there till noon, when the sun was directly above and its light and warmth left me. It hurt very much to sit on the window's ledge. I only sat there in the morning, so I could greet the sun.
"Gone so soon." I sighed.
When the sun left me I was very sad. I jumped down from the window to the dark room below.
NOW
"I wished that goddam voice would shut up. Day in and day out its 'Find me! Find me! Its so annoying!" a young man moaned.
The man was a free roaming nobody. He had never trusted anyone and did things by himself. He was a 21 year old man. He was a little over average for height. He had average baby blue eyes and golden blond hair. He just wore a black shirt and dark jean blue pants, which where really baggy. He had his pistol in his largest pocket. He looked like a lot of guys except he had lots of tattoos. Most were on his chest and back except for one which was a tear drop going down his left cheek. He was in a small village. It was perfectly average except for the giant prison building. The man followed the voice. It led him closer and closer to the prison.
"Let me take a guess. you're in there?" he thought.
He was in front of the doors.
"Don't go in there!" a boy screamed.
The man stopped. He looked towards the boy.
"What?" he asked.
"That's the prison of a terrible monster." he told the man.
The man started to laugh and entered the prison. When the door closed it was pitch black in there. He lit a match and began following the voice. On the very top floor there was a prisoner. The last prisoner left. The small child was sitting on the ground. She stared at the darkness. She could hear something in the distance. The man was now on the third floor. His match had gone out so he had opened some windows he found. Soon the floor became filled with light. The girl was amazed when she began to see sunlight in front of her. Through the bars. She stared up towards the light. In front of her stood the man.
"Is that the sun?" she thought.
She just stared at the man with the most shocked look ever.
"Are you the one who was calling for me?" he asked.
She just stared at him. In front of him was the palest girl he'd ever seen.
"She looks like she's dead." he thought.
He was pissed being forced to come to a place like this.
"You really need to shut up or I'll...." he stopped.
He had just noticed the little girl's eyes. They were pure black. They didn't have a reflection from the light and he couldn't see his figure in them. They were just pure black.
"Why can't I finish my sentence?" he wondered.
"It can't be helped." He raised his hand towards her."Come on, you're coming with me." he commanded.
"The sun wishes for me to be with him!" she thought.
She smiled and nodded. Then she raised her hand to take his. As she did the bars shriveled away.
OUTSIDE THE PRISON
The girl stayed close to the man. She was obviously afraid of strangers.
"She kind of like a baby chick thinking the 1st thing it sees is its mother." He thought.
The idea of him being her mother made him giggle. They stopped at a bar/restaurant. He did pity her a little so he said.
"You can choose anything from the menu."
The little girl smiled. She chose soup and water. The man just had some beers. In the middle of lunch the man asked.
"I just can't call you kid anymore, can I? What's your name?" he asked her.
She stopped eating.
"I..." She was trembling."I don't have a name..."
He put down his beer. The rest of lunch was quiet.
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