The Weak...
Kai sat beneath a large oak tree watching the world go about its busness. The wind was soft and warm against his wings as the clouds overhead created just enough shade to make it perfect.

"You will always be weak..."

Kai jumped up with a start and used his powers to track down the intruder on his world with no luck.

"You will always be weak...and you will see Jinnora crushed because you could not protect the little Katgoyles and thair little clan of misfits..."

Kai's wing fluttered at the mention of Jinnorra,

"You speak of Jinnorra, I have no busness there any longer. I'm...no longer their protecter."

"After so long the great white mage, protector of Jinnorra hangs up his robes? He who faught even the gods to protect this little clan now sits alone on an empty plaint...the one great and powerful Kai only son of the family Megos now waists away on the dead world? How...wonderful"

Kai sat back down as his staff appeared in his hand,

"Jinnorra no longer exsists in my life...do as you please to it, but if you come here again you will have never exsisted..."

"So be it oldtimer...maybe some day I'll take you up on your challenge."

"I look forward to it..."

- posted by Kai @ 9/09/2004 01:55:00 p.m.