三十九 (Thirty-Nine)

I look around. Where am I? It's all blackness.  

"You are surprising Lan Zhan." I can hear him.

I turn. Something shoots forward. I block it with my sword.

"I mean... why should you care about him. He causes nothing but trouble." Han Yo calls.

I look around form him. A white figure appears before me.

"Wei Ying." I say.

I try to run but something stops me in my tracks.

"Wei Ying!" I yell.

His hand raises. I notice strings attached and blood was spilling from his arms.

"Why do you care about him?" Han Yo forms a giant figure above me.

Han Yo raises his hand. Wei Ying points his hand.

"Stop it!" I yell.

"Stop what?" Han yo asks.

Han Yo moves the strings. Wei Ying grips himself.  Wei Ying is not a puppet. He's a human being. He doesn't deserve this. No one deserves this. I throw my sword forward. Han Yo moves the strings. Wei Ying moves, and I watch the sword stab his chest.

"Ouch, what he do to you to piss you off?" Han Yo chuckles.

My hand drops.

"Lan Zhan... help me." I hear Wei Ying's voice.

"The power's mine. He's in my web." Han Yo says.

"Enough!" I yell at him.

"Does this bother you? It's almost like you care too much for the little pest." Han Yo says. 

He moves his hands over the strings. Wei Ying starts moving.

"Stop...please...you're hurting me..." Wei Ying mutters.

"It's no less than he deserves, right Lan Zhan?" Han Yo asks.

"Hold your tongue now!" I shoot forward.

Han Yo jumps. He looks stunned. I throw my sword out. He doesn't even have time to react. It stabs him right in the shoulder. He yells and throws me back. Wei Ying fades. The shadows fade away. Han Yo falls and spits out blood. Wei Ying gets dropped.

"What... what is he to you?" Han Yo asks.

"He is my friend." I say. 

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