disclaimer-I do not own JCA, a house, a pony or various other things. I do own a totally bad ass statue of Jango and Boba Fett in the rain. ((~.*)
Hey! Me Chibi Hime here! Remember me?
I've had writer's block! Blah!
I've also busy with college stuff!
Hence the lack of updates on Legend In Love, my other JCA fic.
But te other day, this came into my mind!
And I finally have a few minutes to type it up!
Enjoy!
A/N: I noticed that the demons were never given an origin or a birth order, so I decided it was time that someone wrote one up! Here's the story before they were rulers, when they were young and the world was very different, a time when lotus blossoms bloomed............
Chapter 1-My World
I am not human and I am not a god. I am a demon. You humans cringe at that word, I wonder
why. I do not understand. But I am young in the eyes of the world and the eyes of my family. We
live in China, my family and I. My father, his wives and my brothers and sisters. I am sorry, you
do not know who I am. Allow me to introduce myself, I am Tso Lan.
I am the second son of Marl Kung, the great demon lord of the region. As I have previously
mentioned, father has more than one wife. In fact, he has four. I was born of his second wife,
Rei Fin, a succubus. I have a twin sister named Bai Tsa, we are very close. Mother says it is
because we spent so much time together before we were born.
His first wife, Xia Zu the oni, bore him only one son, his first born, Tchang Tzu. His third wife,
Lu Song is the mother of Xiao Fung amd Po Kong, no one knows what race of monster she is, I
doubt father knows, either. His fourth wife, Syra Seo the dragon is the mother of Dai Gui and
father's youngest child, Shendu. We all favor our mothers more than our father. However, the
one trait we all share is our father's eyes. His eyes are burning red and so are ours.
Once, father went to an oracle. She told him that after the birth of his eighth child, he would be
overthrown. I doubt the integrity of this prophecy, but father's wives are superstitious. All
except mother, she believes that we all make our own decisions and through karma, the good or
bad chi that we create through our actions, determines our fate. Mother is smarter than the
others, I believe. The others urge him to not marry again and to remain with them for the rest
of his days. They drink the contraceptive tea every day, it has a foul, annoying smell that clings
to my nostrils. Mother does not partake, I am happy.
We all live together in father's grand palace. While not truly a palace, more of a collection of
bungalows, gardens and temples, it is enormous and has enough room for seven demon children,
four wives, a demon lord and all the necessary servants. All the demon children live with their
respective mothers, father lives in the main bungalow. He rarely visits us in our homes, it is not
his place. He calls our mothers to his side at night, one, two or more at a time. We children mind
our own business, wrestling with one another or reading. The servants watch us, false smiles
upon their faces. I sit alone and read a book that i brought from the library. Bai looks at me with
large red orbs, she understands what is really going on. I do as well, but we do not speak of it.
Our eyes do the talking.
I spend much of my time alone in the library. The silence is euphoric. The strong light of the
sun is harsh to my eyes. I prefer the dark, comforting shadows. I believe it has something to do
with the powers I will gain when I am older. Demons gain their powerws when they become
adolescents. I am several decades from this, as are my siblings. I light incense, its perfumed
smoke drifts up to the ceiling. I read for hours, absorbing everything. I often tell Bai the things I
have read about. She listens, ever loyal and attentive. She is my only companion, save for
mother. I do not desire the company of my siblings, they are loud, violent and stupid. Father will
occasionally visit me in the library. He will ask what I am reading, what have I learned and why do i
like it. He runs his claws over the pages and reads them in whispers under his breath. Fathe ris
a large demon, armored, horned, muscular. He is adorned with jewelery and fine robes. Father is
ancient and wise. I suppose I admire him more than I love him. a strange family we have, but i
would like it no other way.
One day, father calls all his wives to his bungalow. This is wrong, this does not happen, not
during the day unless it is for tea, or there are visitors. There are no visitors and we have
already drank our tea for today..
Something is happening, I feel it. I hear mournful howls of grief from all the wives issuing from
within. I do not hear mother. I climb a wall and attempt to look in a window, but a servant stops
me. A human servant stops me. Later, the thought will haunt me, now it frustrates me.
That night in our bungalow, Bai and I await Mother's return. The servants bring dinner before
she returns. Bai is worried, but I know mother is strong and brave, nothing has happened to her.
She arrives moments after Bai starts to cry. She looks ired and her eyes are red from tears.
She asks that we sit down and eat dinner together.
Mother, Bai and I sit around our table, seated on the floor, eating dumplings with chop sticks.
Mother is smiling and silent. Bai looks at me, I look back. Mother knows something we do not. Bai
is worrued. I am too, but mother will tell us when she is ready. Her orange eyes look at us, but
she is not looking at us. She is looking at something we cannot see, something that exists only in
the world of adults. She looks up at us and says,
"Your father has decided to marry again,"
End chapter 1
Well? What do you think?
Hey! Me Chibi Hime here! Remember me?
I've had writer's block! Blah!
I've also busy with college stuff!
Hence the lack of updates on Legend In Love, my other JCA fic.
But te other day, this came into my mind!
And I finally have a few minutes to type it up!
Enjoy!
A/N: I noticed that the demons were never given an origin or a birth order, so I decided it was time that someone wrote one up! Here's the story before they were rulers, when they were young and the world was very different, a time when lotus blossoms bloomed............
Chapter 1-My World
I am not human and I am not a god. I am a demon. You humans cringe at that word, I wonder
why. I do not understand. But I am young in the eyes of the world and the eyes of my family. We
live in China, my family and I. My father, his wives and my brothers and sisters. I am sorry, you
do not know who I am. Allow me to introduce myself, I am Tso Lan.
I am the second son of Marl Kung, the great demon lord of the region. As I have previously
mentioned, father has more than one wife. In fact, he has four. I was born of his second wife,
Rei Fin, a succubus. I have a twin sister named Bai Tsa, we are very close. Mother says it is
because we spent so much time together before we were born.
His first wife, Xia Zu the oni, bore him only one son, his first born, Tchang Tzu. His third wife,
Lu Song is the mother of Xiao Fung amd Po Kong, no one knows what race of monster she is, I
doubt father knows, either. His fourth wife, Syra Seo the dragon is the mother of Dai Gui and
father's youngest child, Shendu. We all favor our mothers more than our father. However, the
one trait we all share is our father's eyes. His eyes are burning red and so are ours.
Once, father went to an oracle. She told him that after the birth of his eighth child, he would be
overthrown. I doubt the integrity of this prophecy, but father's wives are superstitious. All
except mother, she believes that we all make our own decisions and through karma, the good or
bad chi that we create through our actions, determines our fate. Mother is smarter than the
others, I believe. The others urge him to not marry again and to remain with them for the rest
of his days. They drink the contraceptive tea every day, it has a foul, annoying smell that clings
to my nostrils. Mother does not partake, I am happy.
We all live together in father's grand palace. While not truly a palace, more of a collection of
bungalows, gardens and temples, it is enormous and has enough room for seven demon children,
four wives, a demon lord and all the necessary servants. All the demon children live with their
respective mothers, father lives in the main bungalow. He rarely visits us in our homes, it is not
his place. He calls our mothers to his side at night, one, two or more at a time. We children mind
our own business, wrestling with one another or reading. The servants watch us, false smiles
upon their faces. I sit alone and read a book that i brought from the library. Bai looks at me with
large red orbs, she understands what is really going on. I do as well, but we do not speak of it.
Our eyes do the talking.
I spend much of my time alone in the library. The silence is euphoric. The strong light of the
sun is harsh to my eyes. I prefer the dark, comforting shadows. I believe it has something to do
with the powers I will gain when I am older. Demons gain their powerws when they become
adolescents. I am several decades from this, as are my siblings. I light incense, its perfumed
smoke drifts up to the ceiling. I read for hours, absorbing everything. I often tell Bai the things I
have read about. She listens, ever loyal and attentive. She is my only companion, save for
mother. I do not desire the company of my siblings, they are loud, violent and stupid. Father will
occasionally visit me in the library. He will ask what I am reading, what have I learned and why do i
like it. He runs his claws over the pages and reads them in whispers under his breath. Fathe ris
a large demon, armored, horned, muscular. He is adorned with jewelery and fine robes. Father is
ancient and wise. I suppose I admire him more than I love him. a strange family we have, but i
would like it no other way.
One day, father calls all his wives to his bungalow. This is wrong, this does not happen, not
during the day unless it is for tea, or there are visitors. There are no visitors and we have
already drank our tea for today..
Something is happening, I feel it. I hear mournful howls of grief from all the wives issuing from
within. I do not hear mother. I climb a wall and attempt to look in a window, but a servant stops
me. A human servant stops me. Later, the thought will haunt me, now it frustrates me.
That night in our bungalow, Bai and I await Mother's return. The servants bring dinner before
she returns. Bai is worried, but I know mother is strong and brave, nothing has happened to her.
She arrives moments after Bai starts to cry. She looks ired and her eyes are red from tears.
She asks that we sit down and eat dinner together.
Mother, Bai and I sit around our table, seated on the floor, eating dumplings with chop sticks.
Mother is smiling and silent. Bai looks at me, I look back. Mother knows something we do not. Bai
is worrued. I am too, but mother will tell us when she is ready. Her orange eyes look at us, but
she is not looking at us. She is looking at something we cannot see, something that exists only in
the world of adults. She looks up at us and says,
"Your father has decided to marry again,"
End chapter 1
Well? What do you think?