KIKO KOHAKU
CHAPTER I
(The Man In The Red Cloak)
CHAPTER I
(The Man In The Red Cloak)
“My name is Kiko Kohaku... I don’t know what’s happening, but everyone is... screaming...”
I was 3 years old when He came. It was a peaceful day, I woke up and no one was in my tent. "Mom? Dad?" I murmured, “Probably went shopping in the town.” I looked around, on the floor was wolf fur, dyed dark blue, the tent walls were also a dark blue, unlike any other tent in our village. I stepped out side and saw a group of five year old boys playing soccer a few yards from my tent. When I gazed around the clearing and saw that everything was already abuzz, adults were cleaning out there cream colored tents or sitting down to a fresh meal of fox or rabbit. I looked up; the blue sky had few white, puffy, clouds. My gaze soon fell upon the boys again, which I found was not a good idea. Then one boy tapped another on the shoulder and pointed to me. Soon all but one boy were heading toward me. “Hey!” I greeted them.
“Why hello there!” the boy who brought me to there attention said. I could tell that there was fake cheer in his voice. The boy next to him dusted his browned cream outfit, “Are your parents here?” I counted five boys not including the one that hung back “Hmm…” I said “and who are you?”
“My name is Arlin Folc-” the third boy over, interrupted, “Don’t tell her your name!” he whispered.
“Well ill check for you.” I said and closed the flaps of the tent, me inside.
Now I had to think fast, I knew the boys wanted trouble. I pretended to have a conversation with the village leaders, my parents.
“Arlin Folc and his friends are here to see you” I said politely.
“No visitors!” I said in my low adult voice.
“I will tell him your message” I told the thin air in front of me, and soon stuck my head out the tent, “I’m sorry but there not seeing anyone right now.”
Ok I’m only three you can’t blame me, but my “adult low voice” doesn’t sound to adult like.
“There not there Maxus.” The third boy said to the first one.
“Good.” Maxus smiled.
“What do you guys want? Go away!” I exclaimed.
“You wish!” The fourth boy finally spoke up.
“Yeah! You think you can get any thing you want, just because you’re the leader’s daughter!” Arlin joined in.
I think something snapped in me just then. During my short life I hadn’t wanted to be the leader’s child. I didn’t want to be different, I wished for the life of normal nomads, but there was nothing I could do. The worst of it was that no one understood that I didn’t want to be different, and they ridiculed me.
Like i said i snapped, I dashed forward sliding between Arlins legs. from there i hit Arlin and the second boy in the pressure point on the back of there leg. I had sat in on i training lesson that my father taught. The boys fell onto their knees.
Maxus spoke again, "Now youve done it brat!" He turned around with a vicious glare.
"Bring it on peasent." A unique smirk that i'd had scince birth appeared on my face, s i got into a defence stance that my 8year old friend Marla taught me.
To tell you the truth i really hadnt wanted to call him 'peasent' cause that would be some what hipacritacle, seeing how i tecknicly wanted to become one. But the insult rolled oput of me like they always have. Unfortulatly for me thats when a giant hand landed on my head and a husky voice grumbled thoughtfully, "Now wouldnt that be enough princess?"
"DARNIT DAD! I told you not to call me that!!" I tried to shake his warm hand of my head.
By now all five boys had turned around and lined up side by side in front of my tent, bracing them selves for a scolding. "Dady to the rescue" I could barely hear Maxus mutter. A huge frown was spreading across my face and i looked up to see what Daddy would do, but it seemed like he didnt hear.
"Now young men Names and Ranks please." Im guessing he was trying to sound official to match his looks but i knew him too well.
(more to come)
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