She materized in the ruins of an ancient temple centered were the 4 nations met. Along the crumbled walls were murals of the four gods, vauge remants of the red, blue, white and black still colouring the respective sides. Black for the North god of earth, White for the West god of Air, Blue for the East god of Water, and Red for the acursed South god of Fire. The god who had cursed her existance by carving its symbol into her knee.
Her dark thoughts were distracted as there was a crackle of purple energy near the long altar table in the center of the ruins. Another crackle of a diffrent darker shade of purple followed the first, then another until the table was surounded by and energy cage of every shade of purple imaginable. Suddenly there was a flash of silvery purple light that enveloped the entire area.
When Houjun could see again there was a something layed on the altar, form obsurced still by the fading light and energy and the dust that had been stirred up by the flash.
Her heart began racing. This was it... this was the Great One... the person her entire life had been dedicated to...
She stepped foward as the remnants of the energy disapated, walking through the dust cloud towards the altar.
As her eyes caught sight of the form on the table, she felt something inside her give way.
It was a boy.
A thin boy, no older then her, was laying on the table, alseep, his long brown hair hanging off the edge. If it hadn't been for his strange clothing that marked him as from someplace other then the 4 countries and having seen him appear, she would think he was the son of a local noble or richman, taking a nap. His energy was only slightly above that of a normal person, and far below her own.
It had to be a joke... the despiseable gods had conspired to make her existance more of a joke than it already was. How could this boy be what all the profacies had fortold?
The boy made a small noise, stirring, and Houjun quickly put up her false face and switched her eyes to be red.
The boy's eyes opened slowly, showing a sleepy brown and green that quickly became alarmed. He sat up quickly, eyes wide, and looked around him in shock.
"Great One," Houjun adressed.
The boy turned at the sound of her voice. "Who-- who are you?" he asked.
Houjun almost winced at the sound. Even his voice was normal. "I am The Chosen of the South, Oh Great One." She gave a slight bow. "I am your protector."
The boy stared at her. "Wha--what?" he stammered, voice alarmed.
"You are to come with me to the temple, all will be explained there."
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