THE WEIRD PLACE

Author's POV:

A fifteen year old lady was struggling in the battlefields against the king who summoned souls and demons from beneath the earth's surface to get hold of power but lost his body to the foul souls. "Haru-nam kun, you can't hold me for too long" The evil king Sakuru gave an evil laugh. "I'll hold you up untill I die. You can't harm my family 'till I am alive." Haru spoke as he continued sword fighting with the king. "What? Your family? Are they..... really your family? They kept you with them so you would provide them a little protection from the evil souls. They used you! "Sakuru attacked Haru's arm once again and he started bleeding. Haru looked behind at Sachi and saw her crying, kneeling on the ruins. "They are.... they are my family and so she is" He spoke to turn to face Sakuru and saw him glaring at him with an axe in his hand. "It all has come to an end" Sakuru shouted and ripped Haru's head into two.

Haru's POV:

I was sitting with Sachi on the cabbage fields as the sun was shining bright. I was holding her hand firmly while she was hugging my arm. I felt a warm feeling all over, not because of the sun but a warmth I always desired. "We'll always be like this" I spoke out to Sachi but there was no response. "Sachi... say something" I again spoke out as I moved her hands. She was all numb. I looked up to her face and it was.... it was completely blank. What happened to her face? I moved a bit away from her and her blank face split into two, blood draining out from both sides. "Sachii" I mumbled and heard Sakuru's voice"I killed her.. She is dead and now it's your turn"and then I fell down.

I opened my eyes and felt a deep, killing pain in my head. I couldn't actually see everything. The things far away were kind off blur.

I looked around me, and everything seemed so strange. The bed I was sleeping on was very high and it was fine polished wood instead of bamboo. I had some kind of thick piece of clothing above myself and it almost covered whole of the bed. The piece between me and the bed was similar but it felt thicker. There were no lamps or fire near me, weird looking things illuminated the room and they seemed to be hung up near the ceiling. Whatever this place was, I needed to get out of there. Where is Sachi? and what about Sakuru? I thought. Well, I had a terrible dream that Sakuru split my head into two with an axe. Funny right, but I need to get out of this weird place. I need to rescue mom, Ari-na, aunt, uncle, Kuno and Sachi. Sakuru will definitely try to kill them.

I stood up on my feet and noticed the floor was built of some kind of fine polished marbles. I wondered if it is the King's palace but I wouldn't be alive in there. I started walking and suddenly noticed something on one wall of the room. A glass-big, shiny, finely shaped and fixed into a wooden frame stood there inclined on the wall. It reflected me.....my image. It was me, but wait....... my head...... it can't be..... the axe..... the split.... Sakuru..... the scar..... No

THE SCAR.

Haru's POV:

I lifted the hair that slightly covered up my forehead which was broad and wide and so I covered it up. My heads were trembling but with all my courage I lifted my hair, hoping it was all a lie, but my head had a big. Long scar which seemed to be deep and painful.... I was out of words. It all happened..... it was true..... Sakuru...... he split my head into two.... I was dead..... am I dead?....... I should be dead but what am I doing here in these weird clothes... in this weird place and the scar. Living like a human even though I should be dead. What is it? How can I be alive?

I heard faint footsteps coming through me. The sound was getting louder and clearer. I hid behind the door. Someone pushed it open.... "Haru... Haru... where are you? " She headed towards the bathroom and I jumped out of the corner and held her neck from behind. I was holding a knife near her throat. "Who are you? " I asked her. She was young, maybe in her twenties and was also dressed weirdly. "Haru... what are you doing? Have you lost your mind? "She spoke in a cold but concerned tone and twisted my hand.... enough to throw my strength in vain. She looked at me and I was in an ultimate shock. " A-ari-na"I mumbled to the girl who looked exactly the same as mu sister Ari-na-kun. "Dude, you need to rest, you just woke up from a 9-year long coma".I can't tell her anything, she thinks I was in a coma but I suddenly got here and they don't feel anything weird. " Are you Ari-na-kun!? "I asked her. " Haru you can't forget me just because you were in a long coma"She let a chuckle out and smiled just like 'Ari-na'. She took me near the bed and I once again laid back on the bed. I couldn't sleep, I was restless. I was here the same. Not only that, but I didn't die. Moreover, I have the scar on my head… and Ari-na is also here, but she didn't talk anything about it. Where is mom? I stood up again to see if she was in the house, but I collapsed on the floor. My whole body was utterly weak. I could still feel the tiredness and weakness in my body after the fight with Sakuru. Ari-na said that I was in a coma, so maybe the scar is before getting into coma. So, I shouldn't have the cuts and slits in my whole body which I remember getting while fighting with Sakuru.

I tried with all my energy to go stand in front of the mirror and opened the piece of clothing that was on my body. It had buttons and slits to hold it. My whole body had some kind of white strips which were identical to magical healing bands. I had the same cuts on my body. It can't be true and I know it. I dragged myself outside theroom and saw Ari-na talking to someone. "What do we explain to the police? What about Haru? What do we explain to him about all these? " I couldn't see the other person speaking. But she was a woman by her voice. I tried to climb down the stairs, but stumbled and fell right at my place. "Haru" the woman ran towards me. As she came closer, I saw her face and tears flooded down my cheeks"Mom.. mom.. "I mumbled and started crying like a kid. She came to me, hugged me and started to cry.