((hey guys sorry this is a late post. And I also apologize in advance, because this is going to be hard for me [I thought we'd be starting differently]))
August- (Shadow)
I was already exhausted, and it hadn't even been that long. Father had woken me up before the sun came up, though it would have been hard to tell because of the shadows were everywhere. Most of them from clouds that seemed to block their sunlight a lot, and then others shadows from buildings. I had practiced with throwing stars and with my sword-which I had slung over my back before I left- and he had tried to teach me a new technique. Of course, his way of teaching me this was yelling and then telling what use I'd be in the army if I could learn this move, and how I could go far. Somedays, I swear, I want to tell him that even though I'm in the Shadow Clan, I don't want to be stuck in someone's shadow (though with the skill I learned recently, I actually physically can now).
Father left for work at around noon, he's lucky its not five like others, and that's when I had left. My father doesn't know that I'm gone. I told him that I was going to visit my brother and see if I could learn some techniques from him. Father'll find out I'm gone in a while, maybe when Brother comes home and realizes that I'm not with him. I honestly hope he never does. I, in no way, want to join the Shadow Army. This I decided when, in the corner of my periphial I noticed a dark figure-one darker than all the other shadows- come in and then quickly leave. A plain letter was where the mystery person had once stood. I had picked it up. Directions, with the only explanation that I was "A Chosen one". I didn't know what it was, but I was off.
As I neared closer and closer to the Fire Clan, I noticed changes. First off, there were less and less shadows. Of course, the plants gave off shadows, but they were small and extremely uninteresting. There weren't that many trees, a good source of shadows. I miss the trees. We almost cut down some of our trees that weren't near the villages because of the war with the other clans. Of course, the person who had proposed it had been over ruled, but it was scary.
Later in the day, I arrived close to the Fire Clan after flying through the plains as a shadow. I wasn't sure if it was my nervousness or my complete exhaustion. The guards outside looked at me warily. I'm sure they noticed the shadow-like bags under my eyes (a side effect of being forced to practice so much, it makes you exhausted) and how my skin was normal looking yet slightly pale from always being in the shadows. They eyed the sword on my back suspsiously, along with my small special bag that makes things in it turn into shadows when I did. A glance passed between them and they ushered me through. I'm sure if they had seen my ShadowMark, they would have sent me back without a though.I could feel their eyes following me as I walked through. Once I was out of the village I turned into a shadow and followed the directions given.
When I arrived, I saw people around my age. It was such a difference. None of them wore their training suits or anything that looked like a black Hopkido suit with stripes indicating your rank. Nonetheless I bowed. I began to start off the regulatory introduction, which says your rank, name, parents and all, but instead I held my tongue. I didn't think I should tell them my clan. Not yet, at least.
((Sorry its really long guys. Oh, and by the way. Hopkido [probably spelled differently] is sorta like a sport, and the uniforms are actually thick, stiff like fabric, but I decided it would be black. He may have to go back to the Shadow clan everyonce in a while..but not often at all))
