TEN YEARS EARLIER ON EARTH
He found himself in the new world, a world where he was unfamiliar with, a world of humans without power but creativity, a world he least expected to find himself after his death....EARTH. He groaned softly as he sat up to have a clearer view of where he was, his head was on fire and the back where he was stabbed was still throbbing in pain....how many years has he been asleep? Two years and had woken up in new modernized world. Tsk tsk this was utterly annoying and heartbreaking, why here? Who had made a ritual summoning his soul to arise from death after all these years? He patted his laps as he shivered from the strange weather in this world....He groaned again trying to recall what had happened but a rustling of dried leaves distracted him, making him painck and hurriedly hiding behind a tree in the forest and peeping to see the intruder.
" Mu Song" he gasped at the man that staggered holding unto his head and falling flat on the dried leaves... what again happened? he twitched his eyebrows trying had to remember but it looks like his memory was rusting and partly blur.....yes! The war..... the war..he could remember Mu Song was stabbed from behind when he got distracted by his dead body. The war where most people died... innocent and guilty just to eliminate him...was that only the reason? . No! The fake bidding latern that sharata exposed during the war caused more havoc and fatal casualties , he could vividly remember Xhan's bloody face as he fell on his knees after a sword was directly thrusted inside his stomach " Master" He had weakly called as much blood dripped from the wound soaking his white robes and making him look like a living sacrifice, he spat out blood smiling at his master..his lips were coated with his blood and it kept sliding down at the corner of his lips " At least I died while protecting you" He weakly said before slumping flat on the ground filled with stench of blood and blood of many disciples.
" XHAN!" he had called shouting and running towards the body of Xhan with bitterness and pain, he knelt down in front of xhan and screamed lifting his body on his arms.....he was watching Xhan die,his only family was dying again? the pain of losing a family again right in front of your eyes. The anger welled up and burned inside of him which triggered him to pick up his flying sword breathing like a wounded dragon, he charged at the killers of xhan slashing their bodies as if it were demons. He was lost.....he was confused.....he has lost, he has lost...he must fight to his blood drop to avenge for Xhan, his heart bled so hard, the heart that once loved was now filled with undying and massive hatred.
His tears were no longer but blood that dripped down from his lost eyes " XHAN" his voice cried out in the battle field as he fought brutally and relentlessly like a bull whose horns and tails has been deprived from him....he ranted....he charged....his breath like fire as he attacked and killed not minding whether he was a villian or not. " WENG XING" he heard Force's voice from afar and his breath calmed down trying to dart his eyes around to see him but he kept hearing " Behind your back , behind your back" but it was too late as a sword from nowhere was thrusted inside of him making him to voimit a mouthful of blood " JING SU" He bleakly heard Force scream with tears as he clutched unto his robes that was blood filled and the bloody dust covered his face.
" A villain is always meant and was always meant to die" Jing Su said thrusting his sword deeper inside Weng " Jing" Weng weakly called stretching forth his arms as if he wanted to grab the sky " At least you die with you super abilities and watch me soar higher than Xhou" the words were blur as he fell on his knees with blood trailing down from both his lips and nose. Jing Su? was Zhou correct about him been the brain behind all these confusion and accusations " Jing Su" he kept stuttering before his eyes fell on Xhou who was running towards him in the midst of the heated war " WENG XING" he heard Xhou yell " Xhou" he coughed trying to crawl towards the body of Xhan but he fell flat with immerse tears running down his eyes.
" Weng Xing?" Another familiar voice called dashing towards his body " Mu ....Mu....Song" he bitterly smiled as Mu Song laid him on his laps with tears " Are we going to end like this?" He asked gripping Weng's bloody palms but his painful question made weng Xing laugh bitterly " Maybe it is destiny" he whispered softly grabbing Mu Song's bloody robes " We will meet in after life" were the last words of Weng Xing before he watched Mu Song get stabbed " After life" the last words of Mu Song before he collapsed on the dead body of Weng Xing.
Now Xhou was left behind with the other childes who were standing on the sides of Weng Xing, their time halted sighting the three dead bodies that they were fighting for " We.....we..... failed" Hia stammered his hands shaking with fear and massive pain , they all averted their tearful eyes on Xhou who knelt beside the dead body of Weng Xing " Weng Xing" he yelled shaking the body that has been still for few minutes " You can't go like this..... I love you Weng Xing... Weng Xing!!!!!!!!!" he cried hugging the dead body not letting it go. Emotions swirled, emotions scattered and broke..... everyone he loved died right in front of him.... even Weng Xing.
A MONTH LATER
" Professor Ning" the students chorused as they beheld their handsome Prof emerging out of his office with his black hoodie over his baggy trousers. No professor dresses like this expect Ning who was currently the smartest and intelligent professor the university has known... beating all intelligent professors in All universities around the state. Some say he was too proud and did whatever shit he liked others opposed it saying that he was just a carefree type who never bothers about his code of dressing.....it was definitely true.
" Hello kids" he greeted smiling sweetly at them as he walked past them, no no no! you can't hate on this guy,his cheerfulness, his honest smile, his understanding and handling of certain suitations, his attentiveness and principles of listening to you and to crown all....he was extremely pretty with his pouty lips and chiseled cute face making him every lady's dream.
His method of teaching alone was a hot cake which even female lecturers and students couldn't possibly ignore, he kept receiving tons of Love letters and chocolates which he rather found amusing and fun. After all, Mu Song was right about this planet being pliable by what they see or hear unlike his world.
He walked down the staircase whistling like a happy grandpa whose daughter has given birth to twin boys, you could clearly see the aura he emitted was friendly and heartwarming embracing the lives and interaction of people around him. Who will believe that this jolly man lost those he loved? who will believe this sweet amicable man was tagged a villian in the place he once called home or he still called home? How disheartening it was! Looks like he has moved on away from his past for a meantime... maybe this memories has been completely wiped out... who knows?
"WEN NING" his mantled and optimistic desire was drained by Mu Song's voice, tch! he came so early at the wrong time. One could see him leaning on the wall casually playing with the car keys with his index finger " Damn cat!" Ning cursed inwardly as he approached the beauty on pony tail and black leather jacket over his black T-shirt and Black leather trousers Making him looking like a gangster. He was another centre of attraction as females gasped and took pictures of him which irritated Ning " Normally I am a beauty" he heard Mu Song say with a smirk " Son of a bitch, how many times do I have to tell you not to come here? These people act like crazy explosion" Ning complained folding his arms like a scolding mother " First my mom was never a dog and second let's go home" and that was it!.
Ever since they appeared in this world, they have been together like brothers, husband and lazy wife.....Ning was the husband catering for the family and Mu Song was the house wife since cats are too lazy to work, just eat, sleep and play and always getting on the nerves of others. He was the only one among them that had the memories of the past intact waiting for the right time to tell Wen Ning. Whereas, Wen Ning has his memories blur and hazey ever since he came back to life in the other world; to some point he might remember nothing but have that feeling that something like this really happened and all he will do is just to shrug it away.
" Tea or coffee" Mu Song asked Wen Ning as they entered the car, this was the second car Mu Song will be driving and according to him; he loves moving horses like WTF! and it truly bothered him. What do you expect from a cat that lived more than a thousand year? he was really an old cargo " chocolate" Ning replied trying to get on the nerves of Mu Song who sighed in disappointment " you really are something else" he muttered as he started the engine of the car. These words were familiar and special to Wen Ning, where did he hear this sentence from? He could feel himself in his past life walking with a guy on white robes " Xhou I heard you love rats, hmph! very werid to be normal" he could see a guy around the age of Xhou on plain red garment say as he casually flung his flute " and you said you are normal?" the Xhou asked coldly his pretty face indifferent and stony " Boring" the guy he felt was himself cursed pouting his lips.
" I haven't told you that you are the only rat making me to talk lot" he could hear Xhou clearly in his head " I am special Xhou" the guy he felt was himself uttered hugging Xhou from behind. His sudden action startled Xhou and he probably recollected himself clearing his throat to pass an information of what Weng Xing was doing " oh sorry" he laughed dusting Xhou's robes pouting " just an embrace and you look like someone who got infected" Weng Xing murmured walking in front of him skipping like a child ." God" Xhou muttered embarrassed by the sudden action and childish display of Weng Xing as his face turned red with shame " Weng Xing what are you doing?" he asked storming his sword on the sand in anger... Weng Xing? only one person calls him like this to scold at him...Xhou! " you are really something else" he spat out the words like an honorable man who saw quite an abomination and he flagged down his sleeves like a king before storming out to cleanse his eyes from what he saw.
" Weng Xing and Xhou" Wen Ning called softly Like a man who has reminisced all his pains, the faces of the youths were blur but the vision was clear... what exactly was going on? He was lost in thoughts as he tried to put and fix the puzzles together " your memories are slowly returning" he heard Mu Song chip in as he kept driving towards the coffee shop " what do you mean? I lost my memories?" he asked sitting up like he was attacked or something, he lost his memories? how? when? what took place for the occurrence? was this the reason he couldn't think clearly? he needed explanations. He looked definitely lost on the map and he needed to retrace his steps, alot of things were missing in his life...he could feel it but didn't know what to do, the feeling was too deep and he was drowning in some kind of darkness " Right now you need tea" Mu Song insisted as he increased the accelerator ,it wasn't the right time to tell Wen Ning what happened... what had really happened.