Nothing but blinding light everywhere.
That has been my entire world for at least fifty years.  Trapped within my own mind I have no control over my own body anymore, nor my conscious mind.  I can only watch as my mind and body work under her control.  Even now, I am afraid to think; in fear that she might paralyze me once more.  Nothing belongs to me anymore.
When I saw his face I so badly wanted to scream out, "Uncle Zeno!  You've come back for me!"  I wanted to hug him and cry into his shoulder; as I did when I first found out about the demon that lived inside of me now.  I wanted to ask him where he has been all these years and if he finally found what he was looking for.  For just that one, blissful moment when I saw his face, all the pain of the years washed away.  Only for it to come crashing back moments later.
A girl.  She was a very pretty girl with ebony black hair.  I wanted to cry when Yang said that she was the Yin Warrior.  She is so young, and to be subjected to be the Warrior of Death and Destruction?  That is worse than cruel.  I can only imagine the pain she has already had to endure.
Yang has gone to sleep.  She is always tired after she takes full control.  I am the only one awake now, but there are nothing but memories to keep me company here.  That wouldn't be so bad if it were the good ones that haunted me, but no matter how hard I try to only focus on the happy times, the painful thoughts just keep flashing through my mind.
"Monster!"  They all called me.  I don't blame them for that though. I am deathly pale and have emotionless, blank eyes. My hair is an unnatural white that's almost translucent. I still chuckle a bit when I remember how I used to have dark brown hair and would complain how boring it was. Such childish thoughts feel like a blissful dream to me now.
Sometimes I wish I was happy; that I could finally be at peace, but then I remember that if I was then everyone would suffer.  That is my curse.  The Yang Warrior will forever flourish in happiness whilst the world crumbles around her.  With a curse like that I sometimes wonder why it's the Yin Warrior that is said to be the Warrior of Death.  Perhaps it's all about the counterbalance?  After all, if I am always miserable then the positive energy leaks out to bring life.  I just need to stay here.  Trapped.  Holding all the darkness in this subconscious state.  So that she can never get her hands on it, and never hurt anyone ever again.  Not again.
"Mama!  Help me!" He screamed.  I try to block out the memory.
"Monster!"
"Abomination!"
"Murderer!"
Then came the flames.  Searing my skin until it was red and raw all over.  The sick smell of burning flesh and hair.  I woke up a month later.  New skin and hair miraculously came in to replace the old; I guess I can thank Yang for that.  I was in the cage again.  The metal still as cold and clean as the day the blacksmith created it to be my home.   In the middle of the fields my little home stood, so the crops grew well and the  soil stayed rich.  It would be another 2 and a half weeks before I "died" from starvation again, and another 3 months before Yang grew restless and went on a rampage again.  The last time was particularly bad.  She took over and burned down all the houses; resulting in the death of the Nurse's son.  That's the only way she can kill, indirectly, and it drives her mad.  I thought I had already hit rock bottom a long time ago.  Oh how wrong I was.
A girl.  A very pretty young girl with an off blonde color that reminded me of Uncle Zeno's came to my home. She would bring me clothes and small parcels of food that she could squeeze through the bars of my home. Food turned into long chats at night, and then into love. For the first time in over hundreds of years, I was happy. I'd sadly forgotten my place, and the curse was enacted.
One night, she suggested that we run away together. We could run away to the Earth Tribe and make a life for ourselves. Me, not wanting to wake up from this blissful dream, accepted. Two weeks pass and it is the night of breakout. She stole the key to my home from her father -- who was the current blacksmith -- and broke me out. It had been over a year since I had last used my legs, and even longer since I had walked without being shackled. She helped me as best as she could, but our escape was slow. I was really only a matter of time before we got caught. One of the farmers found us after I stumbled over a few crates of sake. He called everyone to the scene and pulled us apart. That was the last time I ever saw her. The townspeople moved my home into town so a closer eye could be kept on me. As the days passed on, talk of what would happen to "the monster" was frequent. A couple of times I heard that my ex-lover had been sent to a priest in the Earth Tribe to be "cleansed", but that is as far as my knowledge of what happened to her goes. A week passes and I soon find myself being pushed out of my home and to the temple. The same one that Uncle Zeno built thousands of years ago when we first established our small village. I can just barely recall the townspeople chanting prayers and yelling things like "down with the devil" as my palms were nailed to the wall and my ankles were shackled. They all left after that; I can assume it's because they thought the place was cursed.
Sometimes I wonder what happened to the people; what happened to my ex-lover. Are they still alive? What is she doing now? I hope she is well. I find it funny sometimes need to repeat my name so I won't forget it, but her name is forever engrained in my mind.
    "Have you finally found the family you've always wanted, Gi-Gan?"

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Hello there readers! Did you enjoy the chapter? This chapter was kind of going out on a limb for me here, I needed a way to introduce Lanying's past, but I surprised to find that I actually really enjoyed writing this! I hope you all enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. I personally think that Lanying is the stronger and more developed out of my two main OCs, but that is just me. I am hoping to do some character building for Huan later on. But please tell me what you think of Lanying! Do you like her? Do you think she is a "oh woe me" character that is nothing but a bag of angst? Please tell me in the comments; I say this every week but I can't express enough how much I enjoy reading all of your comments and thoughts. Oh, also, if you don't know who Gi-Gan is, I recommend googling her because she is a canon character and is introduced in the anime. From here on out I plan for a lot of plot heavy things so really hope you will stick around for that! So anyway, if you liked this chapter be sure to vote and/or comment and if you didn't tell me in the comments how you think I can improve!
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