Ceremony

The outfits were as colourful as a summer garden. Bold yellows, magenta, cyan and emerald green, sky blue and mostly crimson red. There were the sequins sparkling in the brilliant afternoon sun and feathers of every color.

Wherever you looked there were painted faces and masks, The man and the wife that I met earlier walked down the middle of the crowd waving as they went, The charming Chinese music was the heartbeat of the crowd and welcomed us all.

As I walked down the hall, Practically everybody was  glaring  at me. Even my attackers, I must've really looked good because the maids all stared in astonishment since I didn't allow their help.

I made my way up to the front of the room, where I noticed that the painting that I saw yesterday was hanged.

The couple from yesterday stood under the portrait beaming at me as I made my way next to them. On the center of the room stood a table where there was a white bowl and next to it a very clean dagger, and an old Chinese man who wore a simple white cloak stood in front of the bowl holding some kind've book written in Chinese.

"You look beautiful, darling!" The blonde lady complimented.

I nodded my head in pleasure and looked at the Chinese man, next to him stood another man except he was much more skinnier and he was wearing large glasses, I'm guessing he was a translator, but there isn't no need for that.

The Chinese man shot me a soft smile and started talking,

早上好，Alexstrasza女士。及時履行您的承諾。您需要做的就是重複我的發言，最後您將需要簽署一些文件。好的？

(Good morning, Ms. Alexstrasza. Fulfill your promises in a timely manner. All you need to do is repeat my statement, and in the end you will need to sign some documents. Ok?)

   The translator quickly started to translate, but before he could begin I answered, " 榮幸。" (With pleasure)

I quickly glanced at the translator and grinned. He looked down in embarrassment and refused to make any further eye contact through out the ceremony.

     The Chinese man passed me a dagger and asked me to slit my palm and pour my blood into the bowl in front  of  him.

    I did as I was told, and slit my hand calmly, I didn't flinch because I didn't find it painful, I've been through worse.  After that, I had to recite some lines which basically was like a pledge I am supposed to follow.

"重複我一次，Alexstrasza女士" said the Chinese man.

I nodded my head allowing him to continue. As he spoke I couldn't help but feel that I saw him before. He looked awfully familiar. He even sounded familiar. I studied his pale while skin-to his long silver white hair and the small wrinkles near his eyes. "Katsu" His name is "Katsu," I thought.

I knew him from my childhood. He was the one who shipped me off to Japan.  He was the one who locked me and many other helpless girls in cages and made us starve to death while he and his crew members would eat in front of us.

I clench my teeth, meeting my eyes with his black ones, I curled my fists and punched him. Everyone within the room gasped. I know I disappointed the couple next to me but they don't know him like I do.

"Katsu!" I yelled.

He looked at me with fear, I guess he was praying that I didn't remember him.

"You have some nerve to show your face here as a man who purifies and gives therapy-when your nothing but a lunatic! How dare you show yourself to me!" I don't know why but I started to tear up, teardrops fell from my green eyes and drained down my rosy cheeks. "How dare you?" I cried.

Flashbacks started coming through my mind-—-—•

10 Years Ago...

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