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Monday, February 9, 2004
The Key to Eden-Episode 3
this is the 3rd episode in the story. it's not short this time, and i put a lot of time into this. i hope u guys enjoy it.
Episode 3: Identity
"Where have you been?" Instructor Kaito exclaimed upon Rhea's return to Shoryuzen Spectrum. "It's against the rules of this Spectrum to leave the protection of the Spectrum without notifying an instructor." "Since when do you care?" Rhea responded. "I've been leaving since I was a little kid. But I guess it would offend you, since you didn't teach me to do so." "This isn't the time to be arguing the test results," Kaito said. "You could've been killed!" "Well I wasn't," Rhea defiantly replied. "Contrary to what you think, I can take care of myself." "I still have to punish you," Kaito said. "Do what you want," retorted Rhea. "But now isn't the time. I have more important stuff to do." She then walked away. "Rhea! I'm not done with you!" Kaito yelled frantically. "You can punish me later," Rhea said as she walked off. "What an idiot. Like I'm gonna let him punish me. He's not my father."
Rhea walked to the historical archives building, where she hoped to gain some knowledge off the mysterious masked swordsman, Ryujin Toshinomori. "There's no way a warrior of his caliber can be unknown." she thought. "There has to be some record of this guy's existence.
Upon her arrival, the archives curator greeted he at the door. "How are you?" the old man cheerfully asked. "I am Curato Honma. How may I be of service to you?" Rhea bit her lip so she wouldn't laugh. He was a small decrepit old man; it was a miracle that he could still move. He wore small reading glasses that stood between his nose and his moustache. He wore dusty robes, and his hair was fading, so he combed it over to cover his bald spot. He talked with a high pitched voice.
"Um," chuckled Rhea, "I was hoping I could find some information on a Ryujin Toshinomori." "How old is he?" Honma said. "In his upper teens," Rhea replied, stil holding back the laughter. "And did he attend this Spectrum?" the old man asked. "I'm not sure," responded Rhea. "He was a very impressive fighter, so I assumed he is a famous warrior." The old man said, "I've been working in this department for over half a century." "It show," Rhea mumbled. "And I have never heard of this Toshinmori you speak of," he continued. "He isn't famous, but you may be able to find him in the entry records, if he attended this Spectrum. All the teenagers' records are in the room on the left." "Thanks, old man," said Rhea. Curator Honma looked at her puzzled. "I'm not old. I'm in the prime of my life!" he said to himself.
Rhea entered the cluttered room. There were shelves and shelves full of scrolls recording all who attended Shoryuzen. "This is gonna take forever," she thought. "Well, might as well get started." Rhea began probing the records.
As she looked through the scrolls, she sumbled across the records of Risho. She learned that Risho was abandoned at the spectrum; he had never met his parents. She also discovered Sairi's records. She and her 4 siblings fled their home when their parents killed each other. As they fled the Prism, they were attacked by a Leo demagen. Being the oldest, Sairi defended her siblings as best as she could, but she was overpowered. She was then rescued and brought to Shoryuzen, but not before her youngest brother was permantly injured. She then vowed to protect her family from that day foward. "Damn," Rhea thought. "No wonder those guys are jerks. They have so little to be happy about."
After hours of probing the records, she found no info on Ryujin's identity. Rhea sat in the room, dissappionted. "I've done it!" yelled Honma. It was so sudden that it startled Rhea. "You found him?!" Rhea asked hopefully. "No," Honma replied. Rhea glared at the old man. "Then why did you bother me?!!" she yelled." "Because I found a Ryujin," he said. "It isn't Ryujin Toshinomori, but he was the only Ryujin in the entire archives." Rhea read the file. "This isn't him," she said. "This man's been dead for about 16 years." "Well, I um," stammered Honma. "Thanks for nothing," Rhea said as she left the building.
It was dark now, and the 2 moons of Teragenine glowed brightly in the star littered sky. "That was a big waste of my time," Rhea said to herself. "Still, i wonder who he is and where he came from." She arrived at her home and opened the curtains. "Such a beautiful night," she said as she undressed. She laid on her bed. "Maybe," she thought, "I'll have better luck tommorow." she said look out the window. She look so peaceful as she fell asleep. "Ryujin...."
Spread the word.
-Terra Zero
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