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    The Red Moon: Moon Rising

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      said looking at the ground as we got closer to the old tree.

      "Wow." I said following his gaze toward the ground. "Come

      on guys, gather up some of these broken branches." Uncle Tom

      said pointing at all the old branches that littered the ground around

      the tree. I looked up at the old tree that towered over everyone. It's

      branches reached high into the sky and if you didn't know any

      better you'd think the top was touching the heavens. It's shade stretched far around all of us.

      This tree was old and I could feel it. "Rock boy, build us a

      pit." He said, looking over at Jon. Jon just smiled and did as he

      was told. He climbed on top the huge boulders that stood around

      the tree; we all climbed up to watch. He started with closed fists

      and, again as he opened his hands the ground moved, pulling

      grass and a round circle of dirt right out of the ground as it

      churned; the dirt floated into the air. We all watched quietly.

      "Try to lift it higher." He instructed. Jon began to raise his

      palms slowly, as the dirt and rocks moved with it. Slowly it raised

      up higher and higher until it hit a branch then came crashing down

      next to the base of the tree, covering the grass with dirt. "Um,

      good." Uncle Tom said with a smile. "Ok, bring the wood." He

      ordered. Everyone placed their small piles of wood into the pit that

      Jon made.

      "You flames, your turn. Make us a fire." He told Steve. Steve

      walked over to the pit and snapped his fingers; all of a sudden

      there was a spark of energy emitting from his fingers; then he

      snapped again, and a single small flame began to rise from the

      center of the pile of wood. Slowly the fire grew. Steve smiled with

      his success. Soon the fire burned bright and large. "Very good; very good." Uncle Tom said with delight.

      Uncle Tom sat on top of the highest boulder. "Everyone, you

      all did very well. I'm glad that this part won't take long, because

      very soon you'll all be expected to use your powers for the very

      reasons that they were given to you all in the first place.” He

      began; as he sat on top one of the rocks.

      “This place is where our great ancestors were given their

      powers from the gods of the Weeping Mountains, and this is

      where they practiced; then fought to protect the diamonds that are

      hidden there. Here no one from the outside world will ever know

      what is happening." He said, looking at us with such intense eyes.

      "A long, long time ago when the tribes of these lands were

      formed one of our ancestors found a secret cave high up in the

      mountain that only appeared on the nights of the red moon." He

      began. Everyone listened focused on his every word. "Chief

      Tricloud was the first and only person to find it, he found them.

      The diamonds were as red as blood, so he called them the Blood

      Diamonds. After awhile he realized that with these diamonds he

      was able to do things unnatural things, things that gave him great

      power. He could move earth, creating terrible earthquakes,

      opening up the ground to swallow everyone; he could call on the winds, destroying many homes of innocent people; he would call

      on the waters of the Weeping Mountain to flood out rivals and their

      villages killing hundreds.” He illustrated the story with his hands.

      “He could also call on the fires of the sun, fire that burned so

      hot and bright that it melted rocks and killed hundreds of animals

      that roamed these forests and plains; needless to say he ruined

      these lands. Soon everyone knew that Chief Tricloud had this

      magic and sent assassins to kill him and steal his powerful gems.

      But the gods of the Weeping Mountain had seen the destruction

      that it had brought upon so many innocent people, the animals,

      and the land itself; so they took the diamonds away and forever

      sealed the path to the cave.” He continued pointing toward the

      Mountain.

      “Then the gods gave one person of each tribe a particular

      power; searching for, and finding that one person who was worthy

      of such a gift. These people who were chosen, would not use their

      power to destroy instead they would use it to protect the mountain

      so that no one would ever be able to find it again." He continued.

      “Many people who still remembered the power that Chief

      Tricloud possessed when he had the diamonds, ventured into the

      forest in search of the diamond filled cave, with no luck. But one however; did almost succeed in finding it. So, those who held the

      powers of the Weeping Mountain; the Elemental's; gathered here

      and fought against those who wanted the diamonds to conquer

      the other tribes, and eventually all of mankind.” He said as he

      waved his hand, motioning to the area.

      “But their adversary possessed a dark magic; a magic so dark

      that the Elemental's of that time was not strong enough to defeat

      him. So, the gods bestowed one more person with a power that

      would be greater than all. This person was able to call upon the

      power of all the Elemental's, and also call upon the power of the

      red moon. The red moon has not been visible to these parts for

      years prior, but that one person was able to call upon the red

      moon and only she could find the diamonds and use it to protect

      all the tribes that lived around the mountain. She would be the

      only one who was powerful enough to stop the dark magic and

      defeat it." He said, as he looked around at the inquisitive minds

      before him.

      "You each have been chosen by the gods of the Weeping

      Mountain to protect that very diamonds; which is why you have

      been given such powers. But you Mia." He said, looking directly at

      me. "You hold that power; the power of the red moon. You will be able to wield the power of all the Elemental's and you will be able

      to call upon the power's of the red moon, which will allow you to

      shape shift at will, for starters.” He said with such ease. Without

      taking into account my confusion.

      “It will also lead you to the hidden cave to find the red

      diamonds to use to it's powers to defeat the dark magic that has,

      again, come back to these mountains to find it; and conquer all of

      mankind." He said, still glaring at me. "Alright, wow. That was a

      beautiful story, in fact I remember being told some of it, but me the

      bringer of the red moon. I don't know about that." I said with a

      smirk; in utter disbelief.

      "Think what you want Mia; but you did create a tornado in my

      house, then nearly burned it down with not a red flame but a bright

      white flame. Lucky for me the pipes in my house didn't burst, and

      you didn't bring it down or something." He said rather annoyed.

      "Mia, he is right you know. There was so much power that

      surrounded you that day, I can't even explain it.” Tucker chimed in.

      "Why is this so hard for you to believe?" Steve demanded.

      "Because Steve, I'm just a regular person who is, normal not this

      all powerful being, like I'm being made out to be." I replied

      sarcastically. "Why not, why wouldn't you have been chosen Mia, your family is among the oldest families that live here in these

      mountains. So, why
    wouldn't it be you or someone in your family?"

      Jim asked.

      "Alright fine. So I was chosen to do all these things, well I

      haven't changed into anything, I haven't seen a red moon in what

      almost ten years or more." I said, sliding myself off the huge

      boulder that I sat on. I walked around in a circle following the

      formation of the boulders that sat perfectly around the big tree.

      "Mia, I think this is something that you should listen to,

      especially if all these weird things are happening to you." Jon said,

      sliding off the rock that he sat on; landing right in front of me. "Ok;

      ok, fine Uncle Tom. Why don't you train me, I mean after all it

      seem that you've already trained everyone else." I demanded

      angrily. "Nope. I can't train you. You'll need to talk to your grandmother about training you." He said with a sarcastic smile.

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      I was angry as hell. Why tell me all these things; then in the

      end tell me that I needed to talk to my grandmother. I couldn't

      understand my uncle at times, and he just made my blood boil. I

      hurried back to the camp leaving everyone behind with uncle Tom.

      I was so irritated with all of them.

      No one understood that I cannot be this special person that

      they speak of; I am not this leader that they want me to be. I can't

      change into anything, I can't even turn a bright moon, red. I don't

      get these people, they all must be going crazy. I thought to myself.

      I began to run toward the creek when I could see it at the end of

      the path that Tucker made, but when I got to the creek I slipped on

      a loose rock that was at the waters edge and fell into the cold

      creek, with a heavy thud. "Ugh, really." I screamed, as I stood up in the cold water.

      "What else is going to go wrong." I said as my emotions got the

      better of me, and I began to cry out of pure frustration. There

      were still so many unanswered questions and no one would

      answer them. I was so overcome with anger, confusion, and

      frustration.

      "Mia, are you ok." Grandpa chuckled, as he peeked around

      one of the tents. "No, I'm not." I said, grabbing onto the wet dirt,

      trying hard to pull myself out. With every attempt to get out on my

      own failing, I grew more and more frustrated. More tears fell down

      my cold wet face. Finally I just stood there in tears looking out at

      my grandfather; who just laughed at me.

      "Come let me help you." He said putting out his hand. I got a

      good grip on it and pulled myself out. "Is grandma here?" I asked

      still crying. "Yes; Mia, she's still here." He said, putting his arms

      around my wet body. He gave me a big hug. "Honey what's

      wrong?" I heard grandma say as she hurried around the corner of

      the tent. "Grandma, I don't know about all this stuff." I said, still in

      full tears. "Oh, what happened to you?" She asked in such a soft,

      kind voice, with a slight hint of a chuckle. "Grandma, I agreed to let uncle Tom train me; but he told that

      he couldn't, and I needed to talk to you. Why can't anyone just

      give me answers?" I argued, as she slowly walked me toward the

      small fire that burned in the middle of the camp. She sat me down

      on a small log. "My Mia, please don't fret and be afraid, in due

      time all will come to you and all will be understood." She said,

      again in her soft, kind voice. "But." I started to say. "No but Mia,

      just let go of your fears." She said, stopping me in my tracks.

      "Come on lets get you dry, and cleaned off." She said, with a

      smile and a slight chuckle, tugging at my damp, dirty clothes.

      "Yeah, I know I need to get out of these." I laughed with her. "You

      sure do, I don't want you getting sick." She said laughing. We both

      walked over to the tent and went in. I pulled off my clothes that

      was tacked on tightly.

      Grandma pulled out a white dress that hung down to my

      heels. "This is perfect." She said quietly. I wasn't sure if she knew

      that I heard her, but I smiled at her selection. I pulled the dress

      over my head and sat on the bed. She slowly undid the wet

      feather in my hair and began to run her brush softly through it.

      "Grandma, tell me why I am here." I said softly. Her brushing

      slowed, almost to a stop. "Well, there's a lot of reasons my dear. Some of which you

      will need to find out for yourself. But what I can tell you is that

      you're a very special girl Mia." She said twisting and turning my

      long thick red hair through her fingers. She took the wet feather

      up from the bed and twisted it into my hair locking it back, leaving

      the long white strand hanging.

      "Everyone keeps telling me that; but no one wants to explain

      it to me. Like why am I so special? Why am I supposed to lead

      the others? Why didn't you tell me that the stories me and Tucker

      was being told as kids was true?" I said all at once, running out of

      breath trying to get it out. She looked at me with her kind, gentle

      eyes.

      "Mia; we, well I, am a descendant of the Great Tricould." She

      began, slightly turning my head toward her so that we were now

      looking in each others eyes. "I, Mia at one time was just as special

      as you." She smiled. "See many people of the Weeping Mountains

      believed, that the bringer of the red moon would never be

      someone of Chief Tricoulds blood; because it was he who caused

      such devastation to the lands, the people and the animals that

      roamed here. But the gods believed, that the only way they could

      teach Chief Tricould a lesson for what he did; would be to give his blood a chance to prove that they are capable of owning such a

      power; the power of opening the caves, by taking the life of

      someone that he loved dearly.” She said as she softly ran her

      hand over my back.

      “So his wife Mialana, with whom he had a son, was given a

      test to prove that she was worthy of the power that they wanted to

      give to her. The God's ordered her to give her son to them as a

      sacrifice for all the evil that Chief Tricould had done.” She said

      softly, as she took my hands in hers. She gently rubbed my

      hands, tracing all the lines of my hands with her wrinkled fingers.

      She touched the ring that I got from Lauren for graduation; and

      stared at it, letting the red color of the ruby reflect through her

      eyes.

      “Mialana asked the God's why should I give my son for his

      fathers own misdeeds? The God's told her that if she did not give

      someone she loved with all her heart to them, they would destroy

      everything and she will no longer have all that she loved; her

      family, her lands and her people. So with a sad heart she took her

      son to the edge of the lake and prayed. She told her son that he

      would go with the God's and that in doing so he would save the

      world that they knew.” She continued slowly. “Her son, David, did not want to go with the God's and cried

      out to them. Please let me stay with my mother. As they both

      cried, she took out a knife and told her son that even if he would

      not be with her any more, they would save the world and in

      another life; she would find him and they would never part again.

      But she d
    id something that I don't think the god's was prepared

      for; she raised the knife into the air and plunged it into her own

      chest.” She said with her eyes trained on mine.

      “With that the water in the lake raised up into the air and

      covered her completely, throwing her son aside. The God's were

      not angry with her for doing so, instead they felt pity for her and at

      that moment chose her to lead the people; because she was

      willing to give her own life instead of her sons, to pay for the

      misdeeds of someone else she loved; to protect the world." She

      said, looking me with a smile as she pulled my single strand of

      hair behind of my ear.

      "It was she who defeated the evil that came after. It was she

      that brought about the red moon and found the diamonds to

      defeat it. Oh boy, was it a bloody battle; many people died, many

      animals died. But understand Mia that with great power comes

      great sacrifice and sometimes it's a sacrifice that none of us would like. When peace returned to their lands, Mialana had a baby girl

      and so she went to the lake and threw the diamonds into it;

      screaming out to the God's to take it back, I have no more need

      for this magic; everything is at peace.” She said as she moved

      closer to me on the bed.

      “The god's took back the diamonds and closed the caves

      again. But they warned her that with every generation the

      Elemental's and the Bringer of the Red Moon will be called upon

      to defend the Weeping Mountains to keep others from finding the

      diamonds and using it for evil. So, generation after generation we

      all have fought the same darkness that Mialana did so many years

      ago to defend the Mountain.” She said, as she ran her fingers

      through my strand of white hair.

      “Mia, that is why your grandfather and I left so many years

      ago. It was one of the hardest things that I ever had to do but I

      needed to. None of the other tribes knew that this power passed

      through our blood, no one knew that we held the power to find the

      diamonds. But over the generations the Elemental's had to be told

      because we needed them to help provide protection for us, as

      others started to realize who carried the power of the red moon.

      Although, no one knew that we, Mia, our blood was the same blood that flowed through Chief Tricoulds veins." She said as she

     


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