- Kei - Her father greeted Kei when the transport touched land on the Centra continent. He was a man of average build with a demeanor that spoke of the power he held. He clothed himself in long flowing robes that weren't useful for more than posturing. A person couldn't do any work in them without running the risk of ruin. It was a physical reminder of why she saw him as a pompous old fool. He bowed formally to her before motioning for her to follow him to the truck that would take them to the Anshin compound. A chilled silence sat between them as they rode besides each other in the truck's cab. The thought of her being here without Xu was a depressing one. There was no chance that she'd enjoy herself. On the contrary, she expected to be treated coolly at best. As if the company wasn't bad enough, the desolate landscape only added to the overall sense of misery. After the Lunar Cry that occurred generations ago, the land was stripped of its greenery and most forms of life. The Centra continent was endless desert tundra with only a few patches of stubborn weeds in the hard earth. Instead of moving to more hospitable lands like the sensible people of Dollet and Esthar, the Anshin stuck around and rebuilt their homes. That decision encompassed much of the Anshin way of thinking -- their stubbornness, perseverance, and willingness to endure unnecessary hardships. Now that she thought about it, Xu was the model Anshin. She snorted as she discarded the thought. Xu would have her head if she ever voiced that opinion, even if it was the truth. Kei's musings kept her occupied until they arrived at the compound. One of her younger brothers greeted them and offered to take her duffel and weapons to the family's home. That caught Kei off guard since she hadn't been permitted in the family home for years now. Whenever she visited, she stayed with Xu's family or in a tent in the backyard. Her father invited her to follow him. They walked together along a neatly maintained gravel path that was lined by houses with equally well-maintained yards. How perfect and peaceful everything appeared on the surface disgusted her. To her, this all was nothing more than a pretty facade. 'Life in the Anshin's isolated corner of the world was fine. Who cares if the rest planet thinks they're freaks?' That's what their manicured lawns said to her. Soon, it became apparent that he was leading her to the same building Xu was taken to. She stopped in the middle of the path and crossed her arms stubbornly. "I'm not going to play your games. You won't do to me what you did to Xu," she deliberately spoke in the standard language to piss him off. People were expected to speak the language of the Anshin when they were in the compound unless they were with foreign guests. "You won't leave here without the answers you seek. The search begins within," he motioned to the building while answering her in standard. She glared at him, then continued walking towards the building. When she first entered the thickness of the air overwhelmed her. She stepped out to gasp for breath before steeling herself and going in. Impatiently, she waited by the door for her eyes to become accustomed to the darkness of the room. After adjusting, she noticed that five pairs of eyes were watching her intently from across the way. "Won't you change into something more comfortable and sit with us?" The oldest of the elders invited. He was the only one of the lot that she actually cared for. He had always treated her kindly, if not sternly for her oft-rebellious behavior. An acolyte came forward with some robes for her to change into. She shook her head firmly in refusal. "I came here today as a SeeD. It is as a SeeD that I will sit before you," she responded in their language before sitting down on a cushion that was placed on the floor for that purpose. Kei just couldn't bring herself to act snide around him. The acolytes that served the elders retreated from the room, leaving only her and the five of them. "We have learned much about your life out there from Xu. We wish to hear your version of things," an elder sitting at the left of the oldest requested. 'There' was always assumed to be the rest of the world. How narrow their views were! His mentioning her cousin and her time here immediately set Kei on edge. These were the same people who messed with Xu's mind. They twisted her unwavering sense of duty into something that left her feeling insecure with regards to her calling in life. They undermined everything SeeD taught her and that was unforgivable. "You-" she bit off the statement she was about to make. "Yes?" The oldest invited. "You screwed with Xu! Don't you realize what a difficult life she's had? And despite it all, she's kept her chin up. Then you bastards have the balls to draw her here and say Sean's death was her *punishment*. How heartless can you be?!" She slowly clenched and unclenched her left fist lying at her side. Kei hated mind game even more than Xu did. 'Say what you mean and mean what you say,' was the only way to do things in her book. "This angers you?" Her father asked from his position at the far right. "Yes! On top of being heartless, you did *something* to her. She hasn't been the same since she returned. Now she's all confused and restless. Xu is the best thing this clan has produced in generations. Leave her the hell alone!" Kei was on her feet, livid and visibly shaking. The elders exchanged glances amongst themselves while she paced across the room. The wooden flooring beneath her socked feet didn't produce a satisfying enough thump as she stomped from one end to the other. "Is it your opinion that Xu will always protect that which is important?" One called to her, breaking her from the rhythmic stomping. She turned around slowly to face them. "In a heartbeat. And I'll protect her from vultures like you." "Perhaps we should have spoken to them the other way around?" The one between the elder and her father muttered. "You would have never gotten to Xu if I'd known beforehand," Kei announced with certainty. "Precisely," the oldest agreed. "How does it feel to kill another, child?" "How does it feel to take a breath? It's what I do," she replied testily. "Are you without a conscience?" The far left one gasped. "Are you without a mind?! The world isn't black and white. There is no such thing as good and evil. There are, however, many shades of gray." "You think that you understand the shades between good and evil?" Her father challenged. "I trust my heart. Only a fool would say that they can always distinguish between the two since it's rarely that simple." She glared at them as the elders exchanged more silent looks. "What?" She demanded. "Why do you keep doing that? And why have you brought me here?" She stormed up to her father to stare down at him, as he remained seated. "We wish to know what you do," the oldest answered calmly. She moved to stand before him instead, then knelt to his level and leaned close enough so that they shared the same breath. "*You're* the elders. Don't you know everything already? What can you learn from someone you drove away years ago?" He didn't back away from her. In fact, he leaned closer. "The further we drove you away, the longer it would take for you to return. But you would also learn more along the way to share with us." He reached his hand behind her head and pulled her close so that he could kiss her softly on the forehead. "You're so angry, Kei. We have always loved you, whether you saw it or not." "I doubt your sincerity," she whispered harshly. "Of that, only you can be the judge." He removed his hand from behind her head, stroking his fingers through her short hair affectionately as he did so. She rocked back on her heels, then landed on her butt. He effectively derailed her rage. She couldn't rouse the feelings of anger that had driven her just a few moments earlier. Was there such a thing as a calming spell? If so, that was the effect his soft caress had on her. "Are you ready to talk now?" He asked gently. "Yes, I'm ready," she murmured in a sedate tone. For countless hours they spoke. The elders picked her mind clean regarding every significant (and insignificant) subject imaginable. Her father seemed to be earnestly interested in what she had to say -- all of them did. So much time in the past was spent standing before them because she'd done something wrong that it was almost unnerving to be speaking with them on cordial terms. She was getting sleepy while their stamina seemed endless. Xu's warning would serve her well. She'd sleep until morning and then leave this place before they could try anything. Her father smiled fondly at her as he gave her a blanket to use for the night, or whenever it was. Maybe their friendliness could continue outside of this room... Kei woke up groggy. Usually her body snapped awake when she told it to, but it was so sluggish this morning. Slowly, one eye peeled itself open, then the other. When they finally came into focus, her brain was slow in reacting to the fact that she wasn't in the same room she'd fallen asleep in. A thin stream of sunlight came in through the cracked curtains. Her eyes wandered around the room as her mind tried to place where she could be. More than likely she was in one of the rooms of her parent's home. Hum... this was a child's room judging by the toys on the shelves and drawings tacked to the wall. Was there someone else asleep in here with her? If anyone was sleep, they soon weren't when she rolled over onto her back. The scream she uttered due to the shockwave of pain that coursed through her was enough to rattle the pictures hanging on the wall. A stream of curses followed that as she balled up on the bed, willing the pain away. The curses continued as her mind clicked recent events into place. They must have done something to keep her knocked out while they tattooed her back. Strong feelings of anger, betrayal, and fear screamed through her head. What right did they have? Fuck their coming of age nonsense! She didn't need their approval to know that she was an adult. They would pay for this. By all that's holy she will make them pay! "Kei?" The door to the room swung open as her mother rushed it. Anger flashed through her again as tears from the pain and betrayal she felt coursed down her cheeks. Her mother couldn't see her weak. She couldn't let them see how their actions hurt her both physically and emotionally. "Where's Father?" She pressed herself up from the bed. Even the loose shirt she wore caused her discomfort as it brushed against her tender skin. "So she's finally awake?" His voice boomed from the hallway. He entered the room to face his daughter's rage. He wasn't a tall man, but he stood with pride. She'd long ago come to think of it as his 'elder stance'. "What have you done you rotten-" Kei cut off her expletive when she spotted some of her younger siblings peeking into the room. She moved past her parents and slammed the door shut. There was no need for them to witness this. Her mother tried to position herself between her daughter and her husband. The elder gently, but firmly, pressed her aside so that Kei had a clear of shot at him if she wanted. "Would striking me make you feel better?" He cool eyes locked with hers. She considered it, then shook her head. There were more pressing needs to be addressed (namely, healing her back) before retribution. Her things were set out neatly on a low table under the window. She opened her spell pouch and pulled out a handful of Curagas -- the most powerful curative spell known -- and some Esunas. "Any damage to the flesh can be healed if a powerful enough spell is used soon enough," she reasoned. "It won't work Kei..." Her father's expression was of remorseful certainty. "You can't cure yourself of what you are." His warning fell on deaf ears as she concentrated all her will into the spell she was about to cast. "CURAGA!!" She yelled. She could feel the spell's effect as it worked on her back. 'Undo the damage they've done,' she willed it as it took effect. She stood before the vanity mirror and lifted the shirt she wore up enough to watch the pigment they embedded into her skin fade away. A smirk crossed her face that quickly turned to dismay as it came back. How it that possible?! She dropped the shirt down and gathered her will for casting the Esuna spell. Maybe that would do the trick? To her dismay, it didn't even make the pigment fade. She quickly rushed to her pouch and pulled out a bead of the Double spell. Perhaps casting two Curaga in a row would rid her of the tattoo? Panic set in as it likewise failed. The only effect she accomplished was her back being thoroughly healed. Her back no longer smarted when touched. Defeated, she sank to her knees. Why didn't it work?! Frustrated, she buried face into the bed while she pounding her fist onto it. Then the tears came again. She didn't understand what was going on here! Plus she was angry at *them* for doing *this* to her. "It won't go away because you can't erase what you are," her father explained gently after kneeling down besides her on the floor. "I don't understand what you mean," she looked at him with bloodshot eyes. "What are you doing to us? What does it all mean?" "You'll figure it out event-" "NO! You'll *tell* me now!" Kei grabbed him by the front of his robes and dragged him in closer to her. "No more games. Tell me!" He actually *smiled* at her. It wasn't cocky. In fact, it was almost that of proud father. "Justice will always seek out the truth and dislikes evasions." He slipped his hand under her shirt to write on her back slowly with his index finger. "'Spirit of Justice'," he whispered. "That's not the character for 'spirit'," she protested. "I know that one." "The character for 'spirit' that refers to those who lead us to the Path of Life isn't generally permitted to be written," he explained. "Then why is it on my back?" She scowled. "Don't be dense, child," he slapped her back. If she hadn't healed it and he'd done that, she would have hurt him. "You're a spirit that is walking the human plane for some reason." Kei coughed, stunned disbelief prompting her to deny it. "What?! Are you out of your mind? The spirits don't walk the human plane as humans themselves." "Not usually, but it has been known to happen. During times of upcoming trial the spirits may come here to protect those who are resting." "What about Xu? And how many other people have you done this to?" Kei gave him a sideways look. She could see it already. They were branding all the able-bodied adults of their generation as 'spirits' and then sending them off on some task. How did Xu miss their hidden agenda..? "Xu is a Spirit of Protection. We are fairly certain that there are several more spirits walking the planet right now as humans. You and Xu are the only Anshin who are on this quest. We feel reassured now that your human bodies have been purified and the wards that will protect you from the evils that walks this plane have been applied." He actually *hugged* her as they sat together on the floor. If Kei's eyes rolled any further they would have ended up in the back of her head. "A great danger is upon us if there are so many spirits here right now. Please do your best to protect us," her mother begged. What an absolute load of crap! 'The world is in danger and so we're going to throw our outcast children into the thick of it and hope they save us.' No person in their right mind would believe that. After all the stunts they've pulled, they've finally gone over the edge with this one. 'Spirit of Justice' indeed. "You dragged me all the way out here for *this*? Don't you think I have more important things to do?" "Of course you do!" Her mother agreed. "We'll try to not keep you any longer than necessary. The next transport will arrive in five days. Why not take the opportunity to rest before returning to your duties?" Her parents left her alone in the room then. Whatever they were up to, it seemed that they sincerely believed the line of hogwash they were trying to feed her. Then again, they sincerely believed that monsters meant no harm. She sat on the bed thinking for at least a half-hour before rousing herself to get cleaned up. As she washed, she kept craning her neck to catch a glimpse of her back. She couldn't see the tattoo very well, but was certain it was much the same as Xu's. While she was in the bath, her mother came in and placed some clothes for her to wear while taking away her uniform. This annoyed Kei, but at least it was men's clothing that she left behind. Perhaps this was a sign that they *did* consider her an adult now and would stop trying to force their ideas regarding dress and behavior down her throat. Refreshed from her bath, she wandered through the house. As she did so, she could hear the scampering feet of children scurrying from one room to another. They were watching her. Of that, she was certain. Nonchalantly, she turned down a hallway and then waited out of sight for one of them to follow her. When one did, she caught him in her arms and hugged the surprised child. It was her youngest brother, Mikel. He squealed with fear instead of joy at being caught. Frowning, she let him go. "Why are you afraid, Mikel?" She slid down the wall to sit on the floor. "I'm sorry, Kei. Uh... Spirit? Uh..." He scuffed his toe against the wall as he stammered. "Try 'sister'," she suggested. What was with making her brother afraid of offending her? This was ridiculous. He shook his head back and forth, his dark eyes wide as he regarded her. "I have to treat you with respect. As much respect as the elders!" "Come here," she patted the floor next to her in invitation to sit down. He did so and continued to watch her carefully. "Father is an elder, is he not?" Mikel nodded. "And you hug Father, don't you?" He nodded again. "Meaning that he is your father first and an elder second. I am your sister first and whatever they want to call me second. Being your sister is what matters though. Understand?" "I think so," he whispered. Kei kept her sigh to herself. He was young enough to still be easily influenced. Hopefully, she would be able to get him to truly understand her point before she left. "So that means you may hug me, doesn't it?" "Yeah..." "So, may I have a hug?" She favored him with the friendliest expression she knew how to conjure. He stood up and wrapped his arms around her neck. She returned his embrace warmly, but gently enough so not to crush him. Kei had left long before Mikel was born, thus she didn't know much about him. 'That's going to change,' she decided firmly. Keeping a solid hold on him, she lifted him as she stood up. With him on her hip, she walked to the kitchen to find something for breakfast. Two more of her siblings were seated at a small kitchen table when she entered. They looked up at her, torn between leaving the room to her and finishing up what they were working on. She gave them a friendly smile before setting Mikel down on the counter. "Have you eaten yet?" She asked him. He nodded his head in an exaggerated manner. "I ate this morning with everyone else when you were still asleep." "Hmph, what did you have? Were there any leftovers?" He continued nodding, then pointed to the cooler behind her. She opened it and began rummaging around inside. A bowl of porridge and some fruit would take the edge off her hunger. She hmph-ed again as she glanced around her. They reorganized the kitchen since the last time she was allowed in the house. She had no idea where the utensils were now being stored. Mikel pulled out the drawer behind his legs, which were hanging over the side of the counter, and presented her with a spoon. "Ah! You knew what I was looking for," she messed up his hair playfully before handing him the fruit she pulled out. She deftly balanced him on her left hip while carrying the bowl of porridge in her right hand. Mikel was deposited on an empty chair with her claiming the one next to it. Their siblings watched them with curiosity. "What are you working on?" Kei gestured at the papers they had spread across the table with her spoon. "Momma said they had to practice their handwriting," Mikel volunteered while bouncing in his seat. "Hush, Mikel. The Spirit doesn't care about such things," one of them scolded. "If I didn't care I wouldn't have asked," Kei pointed out dryly. She had the feeling that she was going to have to fight off the label of 'spirit' for the rest of her time here. And even if she did get them to stop using it, they would start again as soon as she was off the continent. Kei picked up one of their practice sheets to look over it. She recognized most of the characters that were carefully written. All of them were done in neat handwriting. The Anshin language was very script-ish and required an eye for detail since even the thickness of a line could affect the meaning of a character. Much of Kei's difficulty with the written aspect of the language was due to its not being very friendly towards left-handed people. Creating the characters was frustrating when she kept smearing the ink across the page with her hand. By the end of class the side of her hand would be covered in ink that caused her to spend a half-hour trying to wash off -- only to repeat the process the very next day. 'They must be desperate if they're willing to put their faith into someone who's barely literate,' Kei mused as she continued to examine the sheet. It didn't bother Kei that her tablemates were more fluent in their native language. She never cared enough to master it. "Keep up the good work," she encouraged. Mikel squirmed in his chair restlessly. It was hard to keep someone his age tied down for very long. He peered around at the different wall scrolls, the ceiling, then Kei's fruit -- it was endearingly cute. "I want to go play," he said plaintively. "Let's go find come cousins and play, Kei." He turned his dark brown eyes onto her and she relented without a fight. 'Who says children aren't powerful?' Kei mused to herself while quickly washing her dishes and setting them on a drying rack by the sink. Kei allowed herself to be dragged off by Mikel to find some playmates. It would give her the chance to become reacquainted with her surroundings. The compound as a whole hadn't changed much since she left. It probably hadn't changed much since it was founded generations ago. The third stone from the left at the base of the old well was as loose as she remembered it. The old bag who lived near the well still locked her beady little eyes on Kei when she moved the stone with the toe of her boot. But there was something more to it. The old woman wasn't glaring at her with annoyance for misdeeds Kei had yet to commit; she was afraid. Fear was an emotion Kei could almost taste when it was in her presence. Her eyes slid away from the old woman to take in the others who were milling about the small courtyard. Mikel didn't notice their deference towards them -- how they watched in horror as he demanded to be lifted to Kei's back and carried around. Kei wanted to yell at them. To scream that even now they were missing the point. Mikel's happiness was far more important than their stupid beliefs and superstitions. They had never been right about her, now more than ever. Her eyes swept around her, daring anyone to 'correct' Mikel. "Come on, let's go home," she shifted his weight slightly before trotting across the grass lawn of the old bag and through the garden of an uncle on the return trip. It was her preferred route home during her younger, defiant days. ***** Kei bowed politely to her aunt and uncle before seating herself at the kitchen table for dinner. She was a welcome guest in their home, and often invited to share meals with them. She had always gotten along better with Xu's parents than with her own. The resemblance between their mothers, who were sisters, was reflected in their strong facial features and short stature. Their lack of centimeters was something they passed along to their daughters, though both Kei and Xu stood taller than their mothers did. Xu's mother poured tea for the three of them. She was the sweetest tempered woman Kei knew and without a mean bone in her body. Her uncle was the embodiment of patience. Not to say that he wasn't strict at times, but he always believed that something good would come out of a situation if you waited long enough for it to turn around. In short, they were the perfect Anshin couple. Their 'failings' as a family began with their daughter Xu. Her being an only child was distressing to a people who believed in producing as many offspring as possible. 'We must allow others the chance to rest on this plane,' was the reasoning behind it. Keeping the women barefoot and pregnant was how Kei saw it. Xu's birth was a difficult one for her mother. Both of their lives were spared, but at the cost of her aunt's ability to bear children. The clan was worried about Xu growing up in a 'proper' family environment without any siblings. There was no need for concern. Xu spent so much time with Kei's family that she didn't lack for playmates. Kei's mother was constantly pregnant while she was growing up. Kei was their third child, though now the oldest living because her elder twin siblings were killed by monsters when she was ten. Her mind pushed away the memory. That event marked the beginning of her world unraveling. She admired the twins more than the spirits themselves. Her parents were 'strong'. Two children could be replaced in less than two years. Nevermind that they were the ones who mattered the most to Kei. Her father was always gone performing his duties as an elder and her mother had babies to watch over. The twins did more to raise Kei than her parents had, and they died because of some stupid belief. It was an event that shook Kei to her very core. Xu offered her all the support she could, but why should a nine-year-old cousin be comforting her instead of her parents? The bitterness Kei felt grew stronger when her parents began molding her to be like *them*. She had a place. She had responsibilities. To them, she was a robot to be programmed. It drove Kei insane. They didn't understand her. They didn't even try to. Couldn't they see that she didn't want to follow the path they chose for her? She couldn't follow it. That wasn't what was meant for her. By the time she was thirteen the tension had built to unbearable levels. When it came time for her first coming of age ceremony, her world was shattering because of the pressures her parents put on her. There are two coming of age ceremonies in an Anshin's life. The first was to give them a 'name' after they had proven themselves by living outside the compound walls for three days. The second came in their late teens after they chose a direction in life. A 'title' was given to them that defined their position in the world of the Anshin. The ceremony was Kei's chance to escape this miserable place. As soon as they let her outside the walls, she ran off across the tundra desert of the Serengetti Plains towards the coast. A transport was scheduled to leave the next day. On this, she stowed away to the port city of Dollet where she wandered the streets for a couple of weeks, doing anything she could to survive. Then one day a man approached her and asked her where her parents were. When she had no answer for him, he assumed she was an orphan. He invited her to be a student at a newly established school on the Balamb continent. She would be in the school's first class of students. What the man offered solved her immediate needs of food and shelter plus gave her the opportunity to make something of herself. Where the man took her was Balamb Garden. Headmaster Cid was so kind and reassuring. He was a savior to a very frightened Kei. His gentle manner wore through her wall and got her to open up to him. Months passed before his patience finally paid off and she told him her story. He pulled her into a warm hug and welcomed her again to his school. She would be a SeeD in his Garden. The boost in confidence that Kei needed didn't come until midway through the first term of the following school year. She literally bumped into her much beloved (and often missed) cousin Xu in the Cafeteria. Their first night reunited was spent catching up on what happened right after Kei left. As Kei suspected, her parents assumed that she became a meal for some monster and life went on. Xu's parents weren't so certain and half suspected that she'd left to blaze her own trail. But Centra was so remote, where could she have gone to? The matter was left unresolved for those few who still believed that she was alive. Xu's own coming of age ceremony occurred without a hitch as far as anyone knew. Her parents were quite nervous about sending their only child into the wilderness, but it had to be done. It was because of her experiences out there that Xu had a change of heart. She was already wavering regarding her beliefs about monsters after her two cousins were killed, but then she encountered monsters up close and personal. It happened when she accidentally stumbled into a small nest of Jelleyes. Their grotesque eyes and throbbing gel-like bodies wrapped themselves around her. The knife she was given to prepare food with was turned against the monsters. Xu surviving the Jelleyes attack was nothing short of miraculous. After pulling herself from the nest, she got herself to a small stream. There, she washed off the sticky monster blood that covered her from head to toe. She had suffered many scrapes and bruises from the encounter along with some deep gashes. Fortunately, none of them became infected. Her three days of trial were spent by that stream reliving hellish nightmares of Jelleyes clinging to her. The story was one only Xu and her cousin knew. She never told the elders or her parents that she killed three monsters while she was being tested. But that was what firmly turned Xu against the monsters. Shortly after she was named as an adult, she read about Garden on one of the newslinks. It sounded like a place where she would fit in perfectly. The idea of sending any child, especially their only one, to a military school appalled her parents. They wanted her to remain with the clan and continue to live a peaceful life. But Xu was adamant. And when she got that way, she could try the patience of an elder. Or five of them, to be exact. She refused to accept their assurances that she would live a fulfilling life if she remained. She wanted to leave and 'no' was the wrong answer. After making a nuisance of herself, they finally caved in to her request. It was their only choice if they wanted to live in peace again. So there she was at Balamb Garden with her 'dead' cousin Kei. For which, Kei was extremely grateful. Now that she had a family again, she gained the confidence to give her best. The cousins swore to not give away their relations (since both were ashamed and the world -- they discovered -- didn't like the Anshin to begin with). But they were friends. There was no hiding the joy they felt at seeing each other. The elders hadn't believe Xu at first when she told them that Kei was alive and well in Balamb. It surprised Kei even more when Xu passed along an invitation to visit. A few years went by before Kei was able to swallow her bitterness enough to brave facing them again. And even then, she wouldn't go without Xu accompanying her. That is, until recently. Recent circumstance had brought her here twice without Xu. She wasn't any closer to feeling comfortable, but at least she was getting by. Seeing Xu's parents again was a welcome event. They had the same soothing effect on her raging spirit that Xu often did. "How have you been, Kei?" Xu's father asked politely while the meal was being served. "Besides discovering that you all have lost your minds?" She asked with a sense of sarcastic jest. They were used to Kei's biting sense of humor and thus took no offense at her scathing comment. "The elders are convinced that you are a spirit incarnate. Doesn't it feel good to finally be accepted into the clan?" Her aunt asked in an effort to get Kei to see the brighter side of things. "I never wanted to be accepted," Kei kept the edge from her tone. The kind woman didn't deserve her bitterness. "It's presumptuous to foist these responsibilities onto us. Xu and I have lives away from the clan, you know." "Indeed, and that's what makes your life all the more important. You naturally sought out a position that would allow you to best protect us. We couldn't give you the training needed and so you found it elsewhere," her uncle reasoned. Didn't the fact that her parents drove her away even register with him? "We're proud of you, Kei," her aunt said before taking a bite from the food on her plate. Kei chewed slowly on what was in her mouth before swallowing. The action was to give her a chance to organize her thoughts as much as to eat. "Why weren't you proud of me before? Why didn't the elders discover this at my birth? Surely my own father would have known?" Kei challenged, her eyes flashing with the frustration that was boiling up within her again. Xu's mother put her hand over to touch the arm of her husband. He took a deep breath before speaking. "Your father knew, but refused to believe the signs. He was dead set upon changing you into who he thought you should be. We spoke on several occasions before and after you ran away. He would not trust the opinions of his brother-in-law since my hands have been tainted with the blood of monsters." He explained in a chillingly calm tone. Kei shivered as she pictured that same tone being used against her father to make his case on her behalf. "As much as it broke our hearts, we knew that we would lose Xu to the outside world," her aunt continued. "And so we prepared her the best we could for the challenges she would face out there. The elders are the ones who gave her so much grief when she petitioned to leave." A small smile crossed her aunt's face. "Fortunately, Xu learned well how to be stubborn." Their conversation lapsed into comfortable silence while they ate. There were many things she wished to speak with them about. Especially them since they were fair people, even when it came to admitting biases they may hold. "I'm not a Spirit of Justice," Kei said while spreading a glob of mashed potato around her plate with her fork. "I'm a SeeD, plain and simple." "Are you sure?" Her uncle asked, willing to play devil's advocate. "I've been thinking about it. Your father believes that you are an irrational, rebellious, and violent child. But I've noticed that you choose your battles carefully." "Explain?" She looked up from her food. This was a new tune for him. "Our traditions go back many generations. Over time, those traditions could be broken and then mended in an imperfect fashion. It would seem to me that you rebel against those things that strike you as 'broken'. Much like you *know* what things are corrupt and yearn to correct them," he explained in the most reasonable of tones. "..." He sighed softly and leaned back in his chair to think of an example to present. "Even after rejecting a majority of the clan's ways, you still maintain our diet, do you not?" "Yeah, but it makes sense. It's nutritionally sound and perfect for high energy people," Kei pointed out. "But when someone states that a misfortune is actually a punishment for a misdeed, you bristle?" He arched an eyebrow at her as she clinched her fork. With conscious effort she released her grip, setting the utensil beside her plate. "Of course I do. It's a load of crap!" She growled. "How do you know that?" He asked kindly. "How do you not?" She asked in return, becoming frustrated by his games. "See? The 'truth' is so obvious to you that you become frustrated and angry when others don't see it." "Are you implying that I'm right?" She leaned forward in her seat. He shrugged it off. "It's not my place to tell people if they are right or wrong. I only know what is true for myself. My personal belief holds that you are correct in say misfortunes aren't punishments handed down by the spirits." "What changed your mind?" Her aunt and uncle exchanged long looks. This was a matter they had obviously discussed at length in the past. Her uncle took up his wife's hand and gave it a squeeze before answering. "Xu is the one who convinced us. You know of the 'misdeeds' of my youth. After Xu's difficult birth coupled with her own 'rebellious' behavior the elders declared that our only daughter was my punishment. "How could my greatest achievement be my punishment? We are both very proud of her, even if we don't express it well at times. She never meant any harm, unlike a certain mischievous cousin of hers," he favored her with a smile. "You both have done well for yourselves. I know that you won't let us down because that would mean letting yourselves down as well." ***** The next day was chilly. Kei pulled the collar of her jacket up around her neck before continuing along the path to her destination. She would never forget her way to the house of the oldest elder. Many times she was dragged kicking and screaming there. As she grew older she found comfort in the tea he served and the ear he offered. She slipped into the outer room without knocking. He asked her to stop by and so would be expecting her. Her heavy boots were removed at the door, leaving her to pad into the family room with socked feet. "It's good of you to come by, child. Please be seated," he motioned to a plush chair kitty-corner to the couch he sat on. A service for two was on the coffee table before them. He poured her a cup of the hot liquid and offered it to her. Fingers that were chilled during the walk here stung briefly at holding the warm cup. The old man looked the same as when she ran away. He had willowy frame, narrow features, and a receding hairline that ran to the back of his scalp. What hair he did have was as white as a freshly fallen snow. Deep wrinkles cut into his features. He was getting up there in years, and those years hadn't been kind to him in preserving a youthful look. Kei didn't doubt that she added to some of his worries. But despite it all, he was a fair tempered man with more patience than most. "You've grown up so quickly. Are you the same little girl that I used to put over my knee?" He mused before blowing on his tea and taking a small sip. "No, I'm not the same little girl. I've grown too big for such treatment," she smirked while drinking from her own cup. He smiled into his cup. She didn't deny that she was in need of such treatment, just that he was no longer capable of delivering it. "I asked you here today so that I could tell you a story," he said. "Are there any Tonberries in it?" "... No." Kei pouted. "Then it can't be a very good story," she grumbled, easily slipping into their old routine. That was always the first question she asked when he announced that he was going to tell a story. A story wasn't a good story unless a Tonberry was featured in it, by her childhood reasoning. "Hush now, while I tell you the tale." A man of few years was he Who'd yet to meet his destiny Unknown to him, a leader of men Was it a coward's heart that he possessed? Refusing to go at the Spirits' request He wouldn't take part, in the war about to start For his disobedience the Spirits did punish Trials on him befell, with a weight able to crush Forgotten the private doubt he felt, soon his resolve did melt On the Spirits' behalf he fought with fervor and no will to stop So his destiny was fulfilled, a knife in battle caused him to drop The blood drained from Kei's face. "What the hell kind of story is that?!" She demanded of the elder. Bad enough that the man was forced to fight when he obviously wasn't willing, but it was his 'destiny' to die at the end! "What do you think it means?" He resumed sipping his tea as she mulled over it. "Probably something stupid like 'do whatever the Spirits tell you' or 'destiny cannot be fought against'," she complained bitterly. "You're correct. As a Spirit, it is something you should keep in mind when making demands of others. If you asked for the life of one of your clansmen, it would be delivered to you immediately. The destiny of others is decided at your whim, never forget that," he gave her a level look over the rim of his cup. Kei blanched under his gaze then became angry. "Why you-" she broke eye contact with him to look out the window. Outside, a man was walking briskly to get to his destination and out of the cold. She didn't know him. He was just another average joe for all she knew or cared. And yet, she did care about what happened to him. A part of her wished for him to hurry along and get out of the nippy weather. "I never asked for this..." she whispered softly. "A bird is but a bird, a tree is a tree, and you, my child, are a Spirit. You cannot change the conditions of your birth," he reasoned. "Who says that I'm a Spirit?" She challenged. "That's something *you* decided. I've lived my life just fine before you put these responsibilities on me. Leave me alone." It came out as more of a plea than the angry retort she had intended. She felt like she was begging him to be released of the heavy chains he bound her in. Her clan had very exacting traditions and expectations of those they lifted to such 'noble' positions. She wanted nothing to do with it. "You have always been a bold one. Why do you lack confidence in yourself now?" "I'm not a Spirit. I'm the little girl you used to put over your knee until she grew too big," she fought off the frustration she felt. Why wouldn't he listen to her? Why wouldn't he believe her? Surely she would be the first one to know if what he said was true. He smiled softly, noting the contradiction with her earlier statement of no longer being who she was. "I can prove it to you. Show me what Guardian Spirits travel with you." Kei stared at him blankly while reaching into her pouch for her Guardian Forces. She laid them out on the table before them one by one. Ifrit, the fire elemental. Shiva, the mistress of ice. Quezacotl, the spirit of thunder. The Brothers, Sacred and Minotaur. The last stone she placed was the demon, Diablos. The elder reached forward and picked up Diablos, turning the stone slowly in his hand as he examined it. "You've never bonded well with this one, have you?" What he asked was true. Diablos was unco-operative and slow in responding to her summons despite her best efforts to build rapport. She always assumed that it was because Diablos was a demon and defiant by nature. The old man fished into the folds of his robes to pull something out. It was a milky white stone. A complete contrast to the ebony stone that he held in his other hand. "In the balance of nature, everything has that which it bonds to and that which it repels. Diablos is a chaotic element -- your opposite. This," he held the white stone towards her, "is that to which you will bond. Take it and feel the kinship of Alexander's Holy Judgement." Kei reluctantly took the stone from him. The spirit within seized her with a force that caused her to fold over in her chair. A wave of nausea washed over her as Alexander made itself known. She squeezed her eyes shut to fight off the suffocating grip it had on her. It settled down, making itself a constant presence in the back of her mind. When she opened her eyes the world looked the same, but different. Many of the shades of gray melted away in favor of a defined purpose. It was like wearing a blindfold all of her life and suddenly having it lifted -- the revelations Alexander presented were that profound. "I see..." she slowly righted herself in the chair. She looked around the room, seeing it again for the first time. Her gaze then felt on the black stone that was Diablos. Bile rose up in the back of her throat at the gall of a demon to even be in the same room as her. The elder saw the cool look in her eyes and placed the stone into a pocket. "I doubt you want it back," he said dryly, but the slight humor in his tone couldn't be missed. "No, it disgusts me," she said, feeling all the more firm in her convictions. He stood up, prompting her to do the same. "Go, Kei, nurture your bond with Alexander. It will continue to grow until it is truly symbiotic. You are both Spirits of justice, use that it your advantage." She bowed to him, "Thank you, I will." ***** The truck Kei rode in with her father bounced along the rugged road towards the coast. Kei once again wondered why they never bothered to lay down a proper roadway. This was the main route to and from the equally underdeveloped port where the weekly transported moored. After learning all she could from these people, she was anxious to return to the Garden. She will never feel comfortable spending time here. No one asked her to stay longer, for that she was grateful. Crowning a small hill they came across another vehicle. Kei's expression froze as her heart began to rage. The other truck had gotten a flat tire and was up on a jack. During the repair, a swarm of Jelleyes attacked. Everyone was locked in the truck, but they couldn't escape as long as the monsters remained. "Stop," Kei ordered. Her father didn't protest as he brought their truck to a halt at the side of the road. She shoved her shoulder into the door to force it open, causing the rusted metal to creak in protest. Her father watched with a detached, morbid fascination as his daughter set about her work. The katana on Kei's belt was drawn from its scabbard. She bit into her lip to let out a shrill whistle. That caught the Jelleyes' attention. A pair of them detached themselves from the group to swoop in on her. She didn't wait for them to close the distance between them. Instead, she lunged forward to cut the closest one down in a rapid series of strikes. The second one immediately recognized the threat she presented and withdrew to the safety of numbers. One step, then another, she slowly stalked her way up to the truck looking like a woman possessed with the wrath of the Spirits. A shiver went down her father's spine as he realized that the wrath of the Spirits was exactly it. He's never seen her as a sweet, loveable daughter, but he hadn't seen her at a merciless killer either. What force had they unleashed? A shiver ran through one of the Jelleye's body in the motion he'd come to recognize as a spell casting. Intense flames burst out around Kei, singing her clothes. She paid them no heed, swiping them away with her katana as she continued to approach. Another Jelleye convulsed, sending a pillar of ice up from the ground to impale her. This was equally ineffective as she simply shook the spell off. "Feel the power of the Holy Judgement," she declared before a large beast that appeared to mechanical in nature rose from behind her. Forelimbs that were columns pounded into the ground as it lifted itself to its full impressive height. Hatches on its shoulders opened up, glowing with gathering power. Countless beams of Holy energy shot from the Spirit's shoulders, completely annihilating the Jelleyes. Alexander dissolved back to the realm of the Spirits leaving Kei to slowly sink to her knees before collapsing entirely. Her father rushed out the truck and ran to her. The people she saved were closer and thus made it to her first. "Elder, what's going on?" A man in his mid-twenties asked as he checked to see if Kei was still breathing. She appeared to be no worse for wear except for being utterly drained from her recent efforts. "The Spirits saved you. Help me get her to my truck while your companions change the tire. The monsters won't be gone for long," the elder helped lift his daughter across the young man's shoulders. He carried her back to the truck and carefully placed her in the passenger's seat. The seatbelts were used more to keep her lax form in an upright position more than for safety's sake. With the flat now repaired, the other truck rolled to a stop near them. The man opened the door to the cab, then paused to speak. "We'll come by soon to thank the Spirits properly," he levered himself in and slammed the door shut. The truck continued down the road towards the coast. The elder considered following them, but instead turned the truck around to return to the compound. Kei was in no condition to travel. That was the logical reason for not taking her. 'I can't send her back when she still has much to learn...' That was his heart speaking. ***** The sound of two frogs courting each other was the first thing Kei heard as she slowly came around. There was something weighting on her forehead. A hand sent to investigate removed the cold compact that it found. She opened her eyes. The room she was in was dark except for a wall display that read the time as 0323. This was the room she'd spent the last five days in. Why in the hell was she still here? She was supposed to return to Balamb. Her mind traced back the day's events. Breakfast with Mikel. Saying good-bye to her family. Leaving with Father in his rusted old truck. A swarm of monsters attacking. She shifted awkwardly in the bed as she probed that memory. The monsters were angry, and justifiably so. A truck broke down uncomfortably close to their nest. The humans were trying to move, but they weren't fast enough. The young were scared. Attack them! Frighten them away! Kei sat up gasping for breath, freeing herself from the flashback. How did she know that? Fear crept up her spine. She kept a close handle on it as she carefully probed the memory again. While the Jelleyes did have a good reason to be upset, the humans were working as quickly as possible to resolve the problem. An attack was unwarranted. One of their numbers was cut down as a warning to retreat. When they didn't, she had no choice but the defend the non-aggressor. They tried to hold her off, but their attacks were like a child's. Couldn't they see that they were in the wrong and would soon be punished if they didn't back off? What happened next was fragmented. She summoned Alexander... or did it summon itself? Power, barely channeled power flowed through her as the Guardian Force used its Holy Judgement to destroy the Jelleyes. Alexander released her, assuring her that justice was done before she blacked out. Panic seized Kei as she realized just how much of that battle was Alexander working through her. If it happened once, it could happen again. She was hardly SeeD material if she couldn't control her actions during battle. The more fundamental idea that she could be possessed left her feeling unsettled. Alexander awoke within her mind, disturbed by her train of thought. 'Why are you in my head?!' She held her head between her hands while trying to free her mind from the Guardian Force. Kei squeezed her eyes shut to find herself in *her* space -- her Puzzle Stone work area. Half finished puzzles were strew across a workbench. A pile of puzzles she'd become frustrated with in the past and broken was in the corner. This place wasn't nearly as organized as Xu's area, which she had visited on occasion when they worked together on a puzzle. Looking back to the bench a man with dark hair that flowed down to his shoulders in waves sat on a stool. He wore loose fitting white trousers with knee boots. His top was likewise white and consisted of multiple folds and layers that were belted together at the waist. The aspect of him that unnerved Kei the most was his eyes... or lack thereof. His eye sockets contained balls of white without any pupils. His was blind, that much she was certain of. "I apologize for invading your sanctuary," he said in a voice that could be either soothing or commanding depending upon his intent. "Here is the only place we can meet like this." "You're Alexander?" She knew who he was as soon as she saw him. "And you are Anshin Kei," he cocked his head slightly. "Or, more precisely, these are the names to which we will answer for the time being." Kei drew a stool out from under the bench to sit on. She'd never heard of a Guardian Force manifesting itself through a Puzzle Stone. Then again, she'd never heard of on welding as much control over its bearer as Alexander had over her. "Why did you bring me here?" "To get to know you. I can't have you being afraid of me," he reasoned. "I'm afraid of what you do to me. Of when I lose control." "You are never out of control. I can influence you, speak with you, but I cannot outright control you. Your instincts are what take over." He cocked his head again. Kei began to recognize the motion as him having some sort of 'insight'. "Don't look so surprised. The Travelers have told you repeatedly of your true nature and you're being more stubborn than usual. Stop being a frightened Traveler and live up to what you are." She crossed her arms defensively. "Why me?" He angled his head again. "What? You think you were *chosen*, like this was some random game of chance in which life would somehow hit upon a 'good' person. The Traveler who introduced us was right, you are what you are. You have always been a patron of Justice -- my kindred spirit -- and you always will be." "Why don't I feel different? Special?" She challenged. Why did they have to tell her about this? Why didn't she know from birth? The entire story seemed concocted, though less so when she considered that she was sitting here speaking with a Guardian Force. "'Different' and 'special' are all relative. This is as close as you will get by way of a glowing light that declares you as having a greater purpose. But you don't need me to tell you that do you? You've always known, as has your Traveler cousin, Xu. "You've always known where the lines were, how hard you could push, and what results it would yield when you did. You wanted to challenge the system, to either mend or break something that were made up of half-truths. There are bigger battles for you to fight now. More wily opponents for you to either reform or destroy. "That is where I come in. I am the Guardian of Holy Judgement on this plane. When one such as yourself is here, it is my obligation -- and honor -- to assist you in completing your mission." His 'eyes' locked onto her. He seemed to know exactly where she was and what emotions she felt. At the moment doubt mingled with curiosity to know what he did. "What is my mission?" "I don't know," he admitted with a sigh. "The winds are calm, but I can feel a storm coming. It won't be pretty." "..." She didn't like his vague answer. It sounded entirely too much like something the elders would feed her. Relying on faith alone to prove her convictions was never something she indulged in. "Come now, Kei, you've never been one to back down from your duty. I think you'll understand soon enough the truth of what I'm saying. The first thing we should do is to help Xu find her kindred spirit. Then she will have a companion to assist her." "She'll have a voice in her head too, you mean," was Kei's biting response. "... A voice of experience that has been on this plane since the beginning," he amended. "Don't belittle the guidance we offer, it'll make our relationship a difficult one." Kei sighed and turned her attention to the puzzles on the bench. One of them caught her attention. It was a rectangular board with eight panels bound together with a plastic line. She could always make all sorts of different shapes out of the panel, but never understood the point of the puzzle. Turning it around in her hands, she noticed that the panels now had sections of three linked rings printed on it. She folded the panels around in a way to unlink the rings, then undid her work to relink them. The board shimmered before disappearing from her grasp. It placed itself on the shelf as one of the completed puzzles. "I never saw the rings before," she commented thoughtfully. "Many things that eluded you before will now become apparent," Alexander assured. He wasn't condescending in his statement. It was meant to comfort her. What other things will 'look' different now? Hum... "Are you blind?" It was a blunt question, but he was reacting to everything she did. She'd assumed that he was because of his pupil-less eyes... "I do not see the world as you do, if that is what you mean," he drawled. "Are you blind for not seeing things as I do?" That was a very good question. The type of 'sight' they were discussing now wasn't a physical thing. It was the ability to look into a person's soul and know what lay there with the desire of serving 'justice'. What was the person's intent? Would the better good be served or some selfish end? Who and what would be affected? Such insights were on the level of the profound. She felt humbled when confronted with the magnitude of it all. "You'll help me to see?" She whispered softly, looking over at him for some indication of his co-operation. "As I've said, I'm at your service," he bowed the upper half of his body towards her. "Have you any more questions?" She racked her brain quickly for anything else. "I know that you are aligned with Holy, but am I as well?" He nodded, "It is the nature of the righteous. We hold a strong influence over this region of the world. The monsters we destroyed yesterday were especially vulnerable to Holy. On the other hand, that does give us a weakness to the dark power. Avoid demons like Diablos and we'll be fine." "I already got rid of it." "A wise move." She picked up another puzzle from the bench to fiddle with it. Likewise, this one had some markings on it that she'd never seen before. It practically solved itself now that she could tell what she was trying to accomplish. Slowly, Alexander slid off of the stool he sat on. "Manifesting myself like this is draining. Whenever you wish to talk, invite me here." With a courteous bow he dissipated into the darkness. Kei let out a long sigh and sank down on the stool while stretching herself across the bench. She leaned her chin on the metal surface with her arms before her and a puzzle between her hand. She finally figured it out. After all this time, she finally figured out what she was supposed to be doing with herself. Instincts and fate carried her through up to this point, but now she could get herself on track with definite resolve. There was no reason to hold herself back or any excuses for slacking off. She'd be the best SeeD at Balamb Garden. 'Xu will challenge you for that honor,' a bemused part of her quipped. Her cousin was good competition. Probably the only evenly matched rival she'd find if what she now knew was true. And why shouldn't it be true if it's what she believed? Truth and fact often intertwine. In this complex mind game of Anshin beliefs and spiritual revelations it appeared as though no one was going to force a distinction to be made between the two. Such nonsense. Life was better when it was straight-forward. Then she wasn't left in the position of explaining something to the Headmaster that he'd either disregard as a cultural belief or send her off to speak with Doctor Kadowaki. If nothing else, Xu would understand. She always did. Kei opened her eyes, feeling oddly refreshed despite a lack of sleep. The wall display read the time as being few minutes after 0600. The sound of a bedroom door opening and the slow shuffle of feet down the hallway clued her in that the day was beginning. If she wanted to shower before her siblings tied up the lavatory, she had better do it now. When she finished, there was already a short line waiting outside the door. Two lavatories simple weren't enough in a family this size, she noted on her way back to the guestroom to change. Opening up the closet, she experienced the unusual sensation of being torn on what to wear. She'd been wearing her SeeD uniforms except for her first day here when her mother took them away. She reached to take the SeeD uniform out of the closet, but withdrew a more traditional outfit hanging next to it instead. The Anshin had a unique way with clothing. The pants of the outfit were baggy with an excessive amount of cloth used to make them. Light green cloth folded over the rich blue at the bottom of the pant legs. A dark gray fold went from the knee to the hip along the right leg, which was a deep pocket. Next she pulled the cumbersome top over her head. The tube-like light green sleeves looked stiffer than they were. The cuffs of the sleeves went to her knuckles when she hung her arms at her side. The top wasn't poorly fit since that is how it was designed to be. In fact, the entire outfit gave the appearance of a six-year-old trying on his father's clothing. Kei set that thought aside and she continued to dress. She wasn't nearly finished yet. One could justify the time it took to get ready with as many layers as traditional Anshin clothing had. A short sleeved blue shirt that matched the color on the cuffs of her pants was pulled over her head next. This she tucked into a blue skirt that went overtop the pants. The point skirt had a broad gray stripe that ran from the tip of the forward cloth, up and around her waist, and then back down to other tip. She didn't fasten the skirt into place yet with the thin belt that was sewn along the inside of the piece. A flap of cloth that covered the back was brought down over her head and put into place. The stiffened breast piece reminded Kei of the elaborately embroidered flaps that framed the red tie on the female SeeDs uniforms. The difference in this case was that this cloth went across the chest and extended down the ribcage. A pair of small hidden clips kept it from coming up and choking the wearer when they moved around. With the skirt and breast piece in place, she belted them down. Now she looked absurd. Not only did she look like the six-year-old, but with the slender waist a woman's figure gave her she looked completely out of proportion. It wouldn't look half bad if she were a man and had the build to fill the outfit, but she didn't. And she refused to wear the woman's equivalent, so it was this or nothing. After looking at herself once more in the tall mirror on the closet door she went out to the kitchen. Her mother was already preparing breakfast. Her oldest sister was at her mother's elbow trying to lend a helping hand but doing more to muddle up the process. Mikel sat near the end of the table opposite of where their father would sit. The boy was still dressed in his fuzzy, footed, one-piece pajamas. His hair clung to his head at odd angles. With a small fist he wiped the sleep out of his eyes. "Good morning, Mikel," she greeted while sitting down next to him at the table. "Mornin'," he gave a huge yawn. Mikel wasn't awake enough yet to engage in a conversation so she let her eyes wander around the room instead. Despite this, she didn't see her father approach her until he placed a hand on her shoulder. Kei jumped in her chair, then quickly shook off the feeling of being startled. "How was your rest last night?" He appeared to be genuinely concerned about her sleep. "I had a dream and that was it," she answered hastily. He read more into that statement than Kei put into the bland comment. "I would like you to come with me after breakfast if you will?" 'He's giving me a choice..?' She asked herself. "Okay..." The meal passed in relative silence. Her parents had never encouraged breakfast banter, not that she had anyone to banter with. Mikel shoved his food around his plate with a fork. She felt inclined to do the same thing, but refrained. No wonder she got into the habit of skipping breakfast when she was younger, the company would encourage any sane person to find some where else to be. Kei tried to not let her boredom show as she waited impatiently for her father to finish his meal. He certainly was taking his good sweet time about it. The morning would be half over before he was done. He glanced up at her as though he heard her thoughts. She didn't turn away from his scrutinizing gaze. Let him reprimand her. His opinion didn't matter to her. ***** ***** Kei quietly slipped into her family's home. It was far past a 'respectable' hour to be awake. She bid her aunt and uncle a good night after dinner, but didn't immediately return home. Instead, she explored the many nooks and crannies that had been her hidey holes when she was a child. Some of them she was too big to reach any more, others were no longer there due to the passing of time. Those that she did find intact she spent time in reminiscing. She was back in this miserable place and yet... It felt like home. "You've finally returned," a deep voice that could only belong to her father said from the darkened family room as she passed by. With a soft sigh, she retraced her steps to stand in the room's arching doorframe. "It was getting late. I suspect that you'll have chores for me to do in the morning." She could only make out the faintest outline of where he sat on a comfortable couch. The hallway light that guided midnight runs to the lavatory was around the corner and provided little assistance in this situation. "Sit, Kei, we've needed to talk for more than ten years," he invited. His voice sounded heavy to her, almost as though he had been crying. She sat on the step that led down into the room. With the light angling behind her and from the side, she was a dark silhouette against a white backdrop to him. She couldn't read his face and he couldn't read hers. "I was wrong. I didn't want to be right, and so I chose to be wrong. I knew... I knew from the day you were born that you different -- special. Every day you grew bigger, stronger, smarter... The pride of any parent, and yet I knew. "I don't think you can understand the pain that cause me; knowing the things that I did. Knowing that I would lose your brother and sister beforehand. Wanting desperately to change the course of the future while being obligated to remain silent. Do you know how much it hurt to comfort your mother after their deaths knowing that I could have prevented them?" He had been crying earlier and resumed doing so. Muffled grief raked against Kei's ears as she listened to her father break down. She wasn't a woman without compassion and so she spoke gently when addressing him. "What do you mean 'you knew'?" His outline leaned forward to get something off a nearby table before settling back against the couch. "Do you know why I'm an elder?" "Didn't you inherit the position from your father?" That's how these things worked as far as she knew. And one of her brothers would go on to be an elder himself once her father stepped down from the position. "What you say is true, but I have two older brothers who were eligible. The reason I was chosen to succeed was because of my gift. I am a FarSee-er, a man cursed with knowing the future before it unfolds." Kei digested this news in stunned silence. Folklore had it that certain people were born with gifts, skills that weren't within the grasp of a common man. Some could communicate with animals and monsters. Others had an uncanny knack for knowing what the next day's (or next year's) weather would be like. There were a few legends regarding FarSee-ers. It was a gift that had a way of destroying the man who possessed it. His efforts to alter the future would either backfire or he'd go mad with his knowledge. Kei shivered on the inside if what her father said was true. He resumed speaking, taking her silence as an invitation to continue. "I knew that you were a spirit. How could I miss the brilliant shine that you resonate with? I'm a selfish man, I wanted to keep you here and away from the duty that claims you. You could never be happy here, I know that, this isn't the place where you belong. But I wanted you to stay where I could protect you." She swallowed the growing lump in her throat. She was torn between being angry at him and feeling pity because of the situation he was caught in. All his attempts to mold her were done in an effort protect her from her destiny. A destiny she never believed in. Or did she? Did Xu believe? No, she doesn't even know that she was a 'spirit'. Could that be why Xu's been feeling so restless? It was silly for her to even consider such hogwash as possibly holding a grain of truth. But if it did... His outline shifted again. A heavy sigh followed, "I knew that you would find me here one day, drunk enough to swallow my pride. You don't have to forgive me or even pretend to understand, but know why I've acted as I have." She didn't answer him. Instead, she pondered the purpose of her life. The meaning of life itself, really. What did it all matter in the end if the Anshin point of view was correct and this all was just a dream. If one day she died and then 'woke up' what did her life here matter to anyone? Was this some sort of cosmic game being carried out at a deity's whim? The idea of having destiny didn't sit well with her. No one else should be in control of her life except for her. [still going..] what separates justice from vengeance is mercy