An OC fic for AAGGRESSS
A strong wind blew through the valley from the mountain, bringing with it a fresh chill. Several of the valley's inhabitants tightened their coats or pulled shirt collars up. Most went indoors or ducked into cover to until the cold passed.
Except for one.
Resting in the branches of a tree tucked away from the road, caught completely unaware by the breeze, was a red headed girl. The sudden chill shocked her awake, and she fell from her perch with a cry. "Gah!" She slammed into the ground with a heavy thud.
A young man in a silver gi was startled from his nap by her crash landing. He had been sleeping in the much more reasonable position at the base of the tree. "You... okay there, Sun?" He asked.
The girl, Sun, stood up, brushing off her cloths and hair. And her tail. "Yeah, Silver, I'm good." She stretched and flexed. "Though if it was anyone but the great Sun Wukong, that fall would have really hurt!" She declared, puffing out her chest.
Silver raised an eyebrow. "If it was anyone but the great Sun Wukong, they wouldn't be sleeping in such a precarious spot in the first place." He teased.
Sun blushed, checking her red tunic and the gold tiara around her head. The clothing was intact, and the metal bad remained unchanged. "Hmph... I was enjoying my sleep too. Where'd that wind come from?" (Sun has no idea how the weather works.)
SIlver shrugged. "The north? The mountain? I dunno." He got up stretched. "What does it matter? Not like we can complain about it." He sighed. "I was looking forward to some warm weather too." He complained as another chill wind blew through. (Silver doesn't really know how the weather works either.)
Sun Wukong smiled, her tail wriggling excitedly. "You can't, but I can!" With a quick hop into the air, a yellow cloud appeared beneath her feet. "I'm going to go give the spirits on that mountain a good a good scolding!"
"For ruining a perfectly good afternoon with a cold wind! Duh!"
"You gonna want your staff?" Silver pointed to the red pole on the ground beneath her.
Sun shrugged. "For spirits on a tiny little mountain like this? Nah." She started floating away. "Besides, not like it's going anywhere."
Silver shrugged. She was right, the staff weighed so much only a few people could even move it. "All right, you go have your fun." Sun smiled at him and took off. Yawning again, he made his way inside. "Might as well finish my nap where it's warm..."
A short flight later, and Sun leapt from her cloud and landed on the mountain summit. It wasn't a tall mountain, so there wasn't any snow forming on the trees, though the air was still windy and cold. "Brr... If blowing this cold air down into the valley was someone's idea of a prank, they'd better be ready for a thrashing." She looked around. Usually mountain spirits had some kind of shrine or at least a statue where they resided when not doing work.
"Ah, there it is!" She spotted a small stone box nestled into a crevice. A plate of rice cakes (probably an offering) sat before it. "HEY! Wake up in there!" Sun stomped the ground so hard that it caused the plate to shake and the food to fall to the ground.
In a panic the spirit of the mountain, an elderly man with a trimmed beard, popped out of his shrine. "Eh? Who, what? AH!" Then he noticed Sun. "Sun Wukong! What are you-? I mean, how may I be of service, my lady?" He bowed quickly.
"You can start by explaining yourself!" Sun pointed to the valley below. "Your mountain is supposed to keep the cold north winds out of this place, so what's with all the chill air today?" She snapped.
The old man tilted his head in confusion. "Eh? But ma'am, I was simply fulfilling the request of the one that placed such a generous offering." He pointed to the rice cakes before him.
"Huh?" Sun stomped her foot again. "So this is a prank by someone after all?" She fumed. "All right, which way did this wise guy go?"
Shivering in fear, the mountain spirit pointed toward the other side of the mountain and dived back into his shrine. "Ohhh... When I get ahold of the punk that was manipulating spirits just to ruin my day, I'm going to drop kick them to the moon!" (Sun believes the whole world revolves around her comfort apparently.) She summoned her cloud again and flew off.
Sun flew up high into the sky and scanned the area. There were a dozen paths up and down the mountain, but luck was with her and she spotted a man in a brown robe walking down a path away from the shrine. It looked like a monk of some sort from his staff and bald head. "That's gotta be him!" Jumping from her cloud, Sun spun as she fell before landing on her feet directly in front of the traveler. "Hey! Were you the guy that just made an offering to that shrine up there?" She asked, pointing dramatically.
The monk, for the most part, seemed completely nonplussed that a red headed girl with a tail had just fallen from the sky. He simply bowed. "Indeed, ma'am. I had noticed that shrine on my travels and offered my prayers to it." He said in a humble tone, his hands folded in his sleeves.
"Yeah, but those prayers were for a cold wind to hit my nice warm valley!" Sun snapped. "What's up with that?"
"Oh, that?" The monk chuckled. "It's nothing too serious. You see, it was only done in the line of duty."
Sun cocked an eyebrow. "Duty? What are you talking about?"
"Yes, you see I was given a very special mission by my master." The monk continued. "Lead the crimson monkey out of the valley by any means and capture her." By the time Sun had processed just what had been said, the monk had pulled a small water gourd from his sleeve. He pointed the opening at her and Sun found herself drawn inside, shrinking to fit into the opening.
Sun slammed into the bottom of the gourd, but quickly jumped back up. "What the hell is-?" She was interrupted when the gourd shook and rattled as the monk, who she was beginning to suspect was not really a monk, closed the opening, cutting off all light. "HEY! Let me out! Open this thing back up you bastard!" But the "monk" did not respond, no matter how much Sun cursed and thrashed in the darkness.
She could tell they were moving, but she had no idea where to and for how long. Time crawled to a halt in the utter blackness.
"...I really hope I'm not going to be sealed up again." Sun shivered at the thought. At least last time she'd been able to view the sky and see the occasional animal. Being trapped forever in this darkness? "....NO WAY IN HELL!" Sun leapt to her feet. "Let me out of this place!" The only solid part she could find was the floor beneath her feet, so she started pounding on the gourd with all her might. She couldn't tell if she was making any difference, but she kept pounding anyway.
After an eternity of trying to break out (which could have been ten minutes for all she knew) Sun had to brace herself as the gourd shifted irregularly before coming to a stop. "What's going on?" She wondered. Her answer came when light flooded the gourd, and she felt herself pulled out into the real world with a sudden jerk. The light was blinding, and as she tried to get her bearings and blink her vision back, she felt something wrap around her arms and legs. "Gah!" She fell to the floor and writhed there, unable to break these new bindings. "Who's there? What is going on?"
"Calm yourself, Sun Wukong." The voice of an elderly man rang out. "Have I not told you that a goddess of your station should maintain a calm demeanor? It's as if all my lessons have flown from your head like a flock of gulls." A familiar old man voice....
"DOC?!" Sun wriggled around as her eyes readjusted to the light. She found herself looking up at... him. The man that had trained her, no, had controlled her for such a long time! "What do you think you're doing? Let me go?"
"Enough!" The old man, his long beard almost sweeping the floor, slammed his staff down. "You've been allowed to have your fun since you've been secluding yourself in that valley, but we have need of your powers now!"
"No way! You think I'd work for your wrinkled ass ever again?" Sun tried to get her legs under herself, but failed. So she glared at her old 'master' from the ground. "After what you did to me? After all the effort to break free? After what happened to-"
"Enough I said!" The old man slammed his cane again. "I had hoped you would comply willingly, but your attitude tells me more drastic measures." He left her line of sight for a moment before returning with a band of gold. It was large enough to slip over Sun's head, until it hit her tiara at least.
Sun Wukong recognized it in an instant.
"NO! You aren't putting that back on me! Not again!" Sun cried, trying to squirm away from her captor.
The old man ignored her, kneeling down to slip the crown over her struggling head. It slid perfectly into place and stayed there, though she immediately tried to pry it off by rubbing her head against the ground. It would not budgethough, and the old man began a chant in a language that she only vaguely recognized. Then she could barely hear it.
Then her world went dark.
After several minutes of chanting, the old man removed the chain that had wrapped up Sun Wukong. "Kneel." He instructed. And she did so, rising to bow before him. "Are you ready to begin your training in proper decorum anew?"
"Yes sir." Was a deadeyed Sun Wukong's response.
"Good. We have much work to do." The old man turned and left, Sun following behind him.