Saturday, January 3, 2015

The Black Crystal

Written by Justine Ko

            It was one cold evening in another world very much like ours when a baby girl was born. Her cheeks had a light tint of red but she nevertheless was as fair as Snow White. The whole city was rejoicing at the birth of this baby girl who would soon become their princess. The whole palace was filled with laughter and merry-making… well except for the baby girl and her mother who was crying. Her mother – the queen, you see, is a very sensitive and sickly person. Her labor was excruciatingly painful, as if getting surgery without anaesthesia. She tried her best to hold in her tears at the after effect of her giving birth. She soothed her baby to stop her from crying.


            “Shhhh… Now, now. ♫♪.” She said as she began to sing a lullaby with all her effort amidst the pain. She suddenly felt something up her throat and by then the baby was already asleep. She put a finger in her mouth in an attempt to choke it out. A small black crystal came out of her mouth. It was such a strange thing. Although it was black, it was gorgeous and had an enchanting feel.

            Just a while after the strange scene, the baby girl suddenly started to giggle cutely. Her mother gave a quick but tender smile.

            “When you grow up, I wish that you would be able to love with all your heart and hopefully be loved in return.” She lovingly said. She looked for a chain and with her magic; it transformed the black crystal into a necklace. She placed it around her neck to remind her of her baby.

            “You, my dear, shall be named Krystal Louie.” she said as she playfully tapped her finger on little Krystal’s nose,

            “Your dad would be so happy when he comes back!” Her dad was indeed a busy person. He recently went to settle an alliance with the neighboring kingdom.

            A few weeks passed and summer came.
           
            Her dad, King Mal of the kingdom Elatolia, had brought home an invitation for the annual tea party at the neighboring kingdom. The family of three attended the tea party. Only people with high social statuses could be seen there. One by one people would come up to have a chat with the family. A normal conversation would go something like:
            “A pleasant evening, how do you all do? It is such a delight to be able to chat. Oh! Good Heavens! What a lovely baby!”

            This, of course, was said with a smile and responded with a smile also.
           
            Queen Sharon was Krystal’s mom. She loved drinking all sorts of tea. The King would often bring back a set of tea when he comes back from his annual visits to other kingdoms. She was often told to drink only a moderate amount, though, because of one certainly embarrassing problem. Drinking large amounts of liquid would make her feel a need to go to the restroom very often. Because of her restrictions to tea when she was pregnant, she found herself quickly addicted to the tea at the annual tea party. And soon enough she quickly hurried off to the nearest restroom. Without her knowing, the black crystal necklace’s clasp had broken and it fell to the mushy soil.

            They soon went back to Elatolia.

            A bit of time passed yet again and already it was spring. The black crystal soon grew into a black rose-like flower with chains surrounding it. An old witch one day passed by and spotted the flower. She felt a bad aura around it.

            “Ohhh!!! Quickly, I must move as far away as I can from Elatolia. The baby who had shaped this black crystal in her mother’s womb would be the cause of the destruction of Elatolia!” She said, frightened, while using her powers on the black flower. She then quickly hurried away.

            Seasons passed and Krystal was already five years of age. Everything usually went her way and she had a lot of servants. But one day, she felt awfully lonely inside the big palace. Her parents, you see, were quite busy.

            “I want to see mommmyyyy!!! And, and my dadddyyy!!!” She complained to her servants. Her servants were really pitiful, having to listen to her complaints. She got angrier and angrier as each hour passed.

            And finally midnight came and her parents were still away. A shriek was suddenly heard in the palace. Every thing started to slowly levitate and the smallest things started to vanish in thin air. Krystal was raging to the point that her newly found power was uncontrollable. They quickly called her parents to come as soon as possible as they finally acknowledged it as an emergency. Her parents soon came and calmed her down. Krystal calmed down but her power was still uncontrollable. She started crying. As time passed, her power grew stronger and stronger. The whole palace looked as if a tornado was hurling in it. They tried everything to stop it but it was of no use. Her mom finally decided to use her last resort. She decided to send her to the human world with her friend as it would be safer there.

            She said while weeping beside Krystal’s dad. “My dear Krystal Louie, please be good to your uncle. I’m – we are very sorry we couldn’t be with you… always. Please know that we will always love you.” She then kissed her forehead and that was their last meeting. The kissed erased her memories.
           
            Years later, Krystal is already 18.
           
            Just like any normal teenager, she attended high school. She adopted a new surname. Wicksea, it was the surname of her uncle. Her daily schedule consisted of going to class; then she would go to the library after. She loved learning. Her looks were nothing special except for her violet eyes. This, at first, caught everyone’s attention but people soon got used to it.

            She felt that the library was very much familiar. It was often calm and peaceful there. The sun shone brightly most of the time and she loved the feeling of warmth on her skin.

            One day, she felt something was quite wrong. She stayed at her usual hangout, but recently, bugs have been coming after her. They were poison bugs. But the weirdest thing is that they never actually bit her.

            After a few more encounters with poison bugs, she finally got annoyed.
           
            “Come out!!! Whoever you are!!!”

            Just then she heard a cluster of books fall. She quickly went over to check who this person was. She then saw a guy with golden blonde hair. Books were covering some parts of his body. He was a beautiful boy. She immediately thought of the Archangel Michael which she read in books.

            “It’s not me!!! I swear!!! I have no bugs with me!” he said which she responded with:

            “Then how did you know about the bugs?!”
            As she said this, he suddenly blushed.
            “I was … erm.. stalking…” he said shyly.

            And this was how they first met. They soon became closer with each other.            The bugs strangely never came back after her encounter with him. Little did she know that he was actually her uncle Wicksea’s son. He was the crown prince of the neighboring kingdom and, of course, his father was the king. His presence itself was so majestic that the bugs started going away.

            A few seasons later, they became even closer and he soon started to grow feelings for her. But he decided to keep it to himself. He didn’t want to make things awkward for them, after all. He tried his best to always be near her so that those stupid bugs would go away.

            One day, as Krystal was heading to their usual hang out, she overheard him and another person talking.
           
            “Her kingdom is still in the middle of chaos. Her parent had recently passed away protecting the kingdom. Her mom gave me a necklace to hand to her. It would protect her. John, what should I do??? I don’t think it’s right to keep the truth from her.”
           
            She overheard this and, magically, all her memories came flowing back. She wept.

            A few days later, the prince gave her the necklace. “Please wear this while I’m gone. It would protect you in my place,” he said as he gave her a kiss on the forehead. He left the human world to go back to his kingdom on his birthday. It was finally his 18th birthday and that meant coronation. As much as he wanted to, he knew it was something he couldn’t miss. Although everyone was merry-making, he felt really depressed and lonely, only thinking of her.

            Back in the human world, Krystal was still feeling depressed over all the knowledge and memories that she had just gained.  She was suddenly approached by a creepy-looking man.

            “Do you want to know how you can save your kingdom?” the guy said while smirking. Krystal was really curious and of course agreed.

            “You are the cause of everything. Only your death would bring peace to Elatolia.” Those words had stabbed her deep in her heart. She finally understood that it was her fault. She was terrified at the thought of death but everything was breaking her fragile heart.

            The guy handed her a poison bug.
            “It’s your choice. You know in your heart that I’m not lying.” He said as he left.

            After a while, she let the bug bite her. Before that, she took off the protective charm, the necklace. She immediately felt a stinging pain but her heart was still a heavier burden.

           When the prince came back, he felt happy to see her and she felt happy to see him. But she was slowly dying. A few seasons passed until the prince finally noticed.

            “Krystal… are you sick?” He asked with worry. His eyes shone so brightly and honestly she couldn’t bear to lie to him and nodded. His eyes started to water.

            “It isn’t too late… you just need a drop of my blood!” He said in desperation. She decided this upon herself and was already sure of her decision. The prince understood this and wept until she finally rested in peace.

            After she died, everyone’s memories of her were erased. The Kingdom of Elatolia once again regained peace. The people started to recover from the crisis. But actually, there was still one person who remembered her. Years later, this golden-blonde haired boy had a child. On that cold evening, he decided to name her Krystal. 

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