Birth of a Hero
Chapter 1: Earth and Wind islands
It was a cold wet evening in New York City; it had been raining the past eight days almost non-stop. Traffic was backed up for miles every day on the main bridges and the power would go out off and on; there have been three deaths already from lightning strikes and fourteen deaths that were caused by a mysterious illness on the upper-right side of New York that was sealed off for safety purposes, and the main bridges were on the verge of being sealed off due to the mass number of car crashes caused by minor floods.
The day was the 16th of November, usually in some cases, it would be snowing instead of raining this time of year. But the recent series of unfortunate events would result in one thing:
The birth of a hero; on the other side of the island, the temperatures were passed two hundred degrees Fahrenheit and rising. Deaths were rising by the numbers, each day there were at least 20 deaths. These series of very unfortunate events would result in the birth of a devil.
After a few more weeks, the events stopped happening, and everything returned to normal. There was a birth of twins in east New York. Their mother named them Hikari and Yami the meanings of the names were hikari "light" Yami "dark". Hikari was shipped off to a boarding school in the Far East, located on an island named "Tsuchisaki Island". Yami was sent of to a different boarding school to the west on an island named "Hayashi Island".
After the two boys were sent away, their mother died a month after due to the avian flu after a very long struggle for her life. The boys didn't hear of her death, and their father sent them money every 2nd of the month to buy supplies that they needed for their dorm rooms.
Nine years later, on Hikari's and Yami's 14th birthdays, their father passed away the reason was unknown, and the money would stop going to the two sons. It wouldn't be long until Hikari found out about his father's death, and flew back to the states for the funeral while Yami, his brother watched horror movies in bed and ate popcorn laughing as he watched people die in the movies. That was always a difference between the two, one cared, the other didn't. When a person died, one cared, the other didn't. Always the same;
When Hikari came back to his boarding school three weeks later, there was a new girl who had just arrived. She was tall, but not taller than hikari, nor stronger; she had dirty blonde hair, and grayish blue eyes. All the boys drooled over her, while she smiled at only one boy, Hikari. The other boys’ swallowed air, puffed up their chests, and acted like lions fighting for a mate during mating season as Hikari walked by them. Hikari stopped, sighed, and continued onward following the new girl.
When the path turned into a forked path, the girl stopped and turned suddenly.
"You following’ me?"
"Kind of, just to show ya around if ya need me to" he replied, slightly looking at her boobs.
It was out of curiosity that made him do it. He had no intentions to be rude or forward for that matter, just a boy being a boy. She slapped him across the face and walked down the path leading to the boy’s bathroom. Hikari giggled as she came running back with a "oh ****" look on her beautiful face.
"Guess ya need my help?" he asked
"No I don’t need help from a pervert" she turned and walked down the other pathway to the girl's bathroom.
Hikari froze, jaw ajar. He shook his head, turned and walked back to the boy's dorm on the other side of the island. As soon as he got into his dorm room, he locked the front door and bolted for the bathroom, taking off his clothes as he went. He hadn't taken a shower in three whole weeks, and this would be his last chance till Friday which was only three days away. As he took his shower, he thought of the new girl, in a way he was kind of fantasizing over her. It was one of those hormonal moments, and it led him into a daze. He sat there, scrubbing his chest with the soap bar as he looked up at the white corner of the shower, thinking of her.
He shook, and awoke from his day dream from the sound of his doorbell ringing. All he could do was wrap a towel around him self and answer the door, not having any chance whatsoever to get the shampoo out of his hair. As soon as he opened the door, there she was, the new girl. She stood there shaking her head as she watch Hikari stumble around trying to make him self decent enough to be seen.
"What are you doing?"
Hikari froze, stood there, with one hand keeping his towel from falling and his other holding his clothes.
"I'm...uh getting decent"
"Your decent enough" she said, tapping her foot on the ground waiting for him to invite her in.
"Well...uh...come in?"
His living room was in dire need of cleaning, and his kitchen was almost worse, with rotten banana peels in the trash, hot sauce on the floor, and even a slice of pizza hanging from the ceiling. Hikari didn't say a thing, he just rushed into the bathroom to get washed up and fit for company.
"Uh nice place ya got here"
Hikari nearly choked on his toothbrush from that comment. He even swallowed a little tooth paste after it had shot onto his good shirt. He tried not to laugh, and on accident, while bagging his fist on the counter trying to resist it, his fist accidentally hit the tooth paste and some went into his mouth while the rest went onto his shirt. He broke into a sudden panic after he had washed his mouth out. He looked all over the bathroom for another shirt, and there wasn't a single shirt in sight other than his own. All he could think was: "could this day get any worse?" he rushed out of the bathroom, dashed across the living room, grabbing a t-shirt, and dashing back into the bathroom to change again.
Finally, he walked out of his bathroom and met her face to face.
"Why are you men such perverts?" she again slapped him across the face, and headed towards the door. She apparently had been on his computer looking at his pictures of the female body. And there was one picture in there that featured a nude Japanese girl.
"M-men aren't perverts"
"Yeah they are, perverted enough to look at porn"
Hikari stood there, again jaw ajar.
"Those were pictures I was going to use for my presentation on the female human body"
She was shocked, to say the least.
"Oh I am so sorry" she rushed over and kissed his cheek.
"Why did you do that?"
"Because I smacked you earlier" she returned.
Hikari shook his head.
"I deserved it."
That was all he could say, he was already sad on the inside, and he had no right to be mad, or at least that’s how he felt. She looked at him eye-to-eye, shaking her head.
"You didn't, you are just a teenage boy"
That was when he noticed it, she was soft for him, one minute she says he does deserve it, and then she says he doesn't. Suddenly, he expected a kiss from her. In a way he was blushing, and in another he was ashamed. He started to sweat, and soon he started to feel week in his knees, he had never been kissed before, only once when he was a baby, by his mother. She looked at him, thinking “what is his problem?”
“Is something wrong?”
Hikari froze like a block of ice, she was onto him. It was all over now; he was done for, like a chicken with no wings getting chased by a man with a double barreled shotgun and a hungry family waiting inside. He had fainted; that was his only way to escape his cruel fate caused by love. All that went through his mind was the headline of tomorrow’s newspaper “Hikari Toshiba killed by love”
She rushed to his side as soon as he fainted, calling out for help as if he had a mild heart attack. Next thing he knew, he was sleeping on her couch with a blanket wrapped around him and his head lying on her lap as she ran her fingers through his pitch-black hair and sang “Untitled” by simple plan for some unknown reason.
This was his idea of fun, and he didn’t want to ruin it.
“Hikari, wake up”
It was just a dream; he was lying on the floor with a big bump on the back of his head. Saying:
”oh I love you –“
“Who do you love?” she returned
He froze, jaw ajar again. This was it; he was going to die of love. Unexpectedly, he blurted it out:
“You”
Both froze and nearly had a heart attack. This was truly the end for Hikari Toshiba;
“You don’t even know my name, and we’ve only known each other for a couple of hours”
“What is your name by the way?” he returned.
“Alexis Rhode”
He paused, waiting for a smack across the face for saying such a ludicrous statement.
“S-sorry Alexis” he returned, still paralyzed by love and the fact she was on top of him, having every chance to slap him to death. He could see it now: “Hikari Toshiba slapped to death” it was pure and simple; he was in for a good smacking.
Chapter 2: Hikari’s love bout
Next thing he knew, he was being helped up by none other than Alexis Rhode. She didn’t mind that he had feelings for her; she just helped him up, and helped him to her dorm room while the cleaners did the cleaning in his dorm. He sat on her couch, shivering from pure fear. Her dorm room had a distinct smell to it, the smell of roses mixed with the smell of cookies…the smell of the cookies got Hikari’s stomach rumbling; while the smell of the roses eased and soothed his rough, dry throat. He could hear the owls outside her window hooting in a sort of rhythm that made him remember the good ol’ days back in the states before his parents sent him off when he was five.
Then, with a sudden bash, something fell from the tree and onto Alexis’ balcony. Hikari rose to the noise with quick reflexes and jolted to the sliding glass door. The was only one problem that was keeping him from the intruder outside; the glass door was so clean he didn’t even see it; he smashed into the door and fell to the floor with a great big thud;
He had no idea where he was after that, let alone who he was. He hit the door so hard it shook the whole building and got girls from all of the dorm rooms in the building knocking and yelling at Alexis’s door. Even as Alexis sat on the toilet she could hear that racket, in fact, they were so loud they must’ve woke up the entire island by now. That was the last concern of the now unconscious Hikari. After two minutes the girl dorm Master unlocked the door and opened it slightly to discover Hikari unconscious on the floor. Everything grew quiet as they rushed to his side near the now cracked glass door.
He was bleeding but not too much, intensive pain was shooting through his head and Alexis, finally able to leave her bathroom, saw him on the floor as soon as she got out. Her white carpet was stained in his blood, and to top it off the boy she was in love with was unconscious, on the floor, and bleeding to death.
After a few seconds, paramedics came rushing over to Hikari’s side. They moved him into the dorm hospital in the boys’ dorm building. After a week, he was released, and his head was all back to normal with no sign of ever being wounded. All he had on his mind was going to his dorm room and crashing on the couch. Word was going around the boys’ dorm that he was out and the guys who were after Alexis were after Hikari. They planned it all out, they were going to beat him up at his dorm room and drag him into the woods behind the dorms, in which the students weren’t allowed to enter; Hikari would become meat for the wolves.
As soon as he stepped onto the welcome mat in front of his room, the guys surrounded him with bats, some metal, and some wood. It wouldn’t be a pretty sight after they were done with him. But they didn’t know that he had cracked his door, and was ready to dodge any move they made. When the first bat was swung, he ducked, and the bat smashed the guy behind him into the wall. This was his chance, he jumped at the door, knocking it open; he flew onto the newly cleaned floor of his dorm room and he crawled into the bathroom, locked the door, and hid in the bathtub with the lights out.
They tore his room apart looking for him; they looked under his bed, in his closet, in the water heater room, even under his couch, proving that they weren’t really smart at all. There was one last place, the bathroom in which Hikari sat breathing in and out, as if he were panting.
The guys broke the door open, and grabbed Hikari by the hair, dragging him out of the tub, and out to the living room where they proceeded in beating him with their bats. After the beating was over with, and Hikari was half dead, one of the guys picked him up and threw him over his shoulder, walked out the front door, and left the boys’ dorm building.
When they got to the calm, noiseless woods at midnight, they threw Hikari over to the other side of the fence and ran off, leaving the near-dead Hikari to the hungry, snarling wolves.
When we are young, we want to be old. When we are old, we want to be young. All that time passes us by in a blink of an eye.