Goth
Jazz
Sakura
felt like crying again. All of this was too much to bear. She needed
help
badly.
Then,
Sakura heard a shuffle. She looked around. No one seemed to be in
sight. The
tenshi-chi heard the sound again. This time, she looked to the
nightstand. A
small head poked out from a table lamp. It had the face of a woman.
Sakura
watched quietly. The creature saw the tenshi-chi.
“So
you’re Amadeus’ daughter.” it said. Sakura fell befuddled again. “I
am?” she
asked. The creature’s faced dropped. “You don’t know Amadeus?” it
asked. Sakura
shook her head. The creature fell disappointed. “Don’t you know
anything?” it
asked. “No…” Sakura answered. “Who are you?” The creature sighed and
shook its
head. “Well,” it began. “Might as well spill it!”
Then,
the creature flew into full view. It was a little lady with plum hair,
brown
eyes, and wings. She had on a small kimono and Japanese-style sandals.
“I am
called Fuji.” the lady creature addressed. “I am a pixie.” “Fu-ji.”
Sakura
said. “Fu-ji.” “Yes.” Fuji replied. “Now pay attention.”
Fuji
took her hand and moved it around in a circle in the air. The
tenshi-chi
watched closely. A screen-like image appeared. “Years ago,” Fuji began.
“There
were ten angel guardians. Four of them were at the top. One of them was
named
Amadeus. He was charming, powerful, wise, and yet rebellious to the
core. The
man had ladies flocking to him left and right.
“Amadeus
was a prophet, philosopher, and a soldier. He saw outside the box.
That’s what
made him a genius.”
“What
does see outside the box mean?” Sakura asked. Fuji sighed. “You’d
think with
her father she’s have his intelligence!” she thought. “It means see
things
differently than others.” she replied. “Oh.” the hostage said.
“How
do you know all of this?” the tenshi-chi asked. “Every mystic knows the
legend.” Fuji said. “I didn’t.” Sakura replied. The pixie’s face
dropped. “She’s
worse than I thought!” she thought.
Sakura
stared out the window. She wondered if she’d ever get home. “My master
has an
obsession for mystics.” Fuji spoke up. “Hm?” Sakura asked. She turned
to the
pixie. Fuji looked serious as usual.
“Yuji
made me first.” Fuji explained. “He was drawn into me at first. But in
time, he
bored of me. So he began making more mystics. It grew into an addiction
soon.
I’ve even lost count of how many mystic live here. Now, my master has a
now
interest.” “Who?” Sakura asked. “You.” Fuji said. “That’s the thing
about
humans. They are crazy about you at first. But in the end, you’re
replaced with
another.”
That
was a hard blow to Sakura. Would Spike ever do that to her? The
tenshi-chi felt
like crying again.