Mr. Yang.

The Tale of Light

"Oh come ON John! Theres nothing here you havent read.''
Said Christopher Grownalla, my best Friend in Arms, and life.
He made me laugh when i was in bad places, in my past.
"Are you still writing to her? Oh but why, my friend? The night is young, and yet you look like your going to collapse!"
"You know she is far more important to me than that.'' i said,
''Well, my friend, you must come with me! ''
''Oh, by Gods beard, you MUST not be still be fawning over that waitress again.''
He looked disgruntled, and mumbles, ''Come let us go, her work ends by sundown.''
''Ha!"
"Oh hush you.''
"Let's just go. I was done an hour ago by any means."
He looks me down with a puzzled expression. "Alright. Were off!"
We head out to our steeds, "Wow! Calm down Patronis! It's just me!" I pleaded, realizing i startled him.
"Oh you old fool. Never come out from behind a hourse! Your lucky it didnt kick you back to MidHaven!"
He laughed as he mounted Ruby, his steed, whome he had gotton a few moons ago. Patronas was scarred, for we had been to battle multiple times.
"Let's ride!" He says dramatically.
After an eternaty of galloping, we arrived at The Haven; Bed and diner.
"Go ahead and, uh, find a seet, i'll be right back.'' he says, starteing of towards a counter, where a maiden was waiting. I went and sat down at the counter. A scarred man sat next to me. Fear overwhelms my body. He glares at me from above, for he was nearly eight feet tall.
"You. You fought at the battle of middle earth, did you not?''
''Uh-..um,yes.''
''My brother fought that battle."
"I can only asume we were on opposite sides of the feild.''
''Indeed. I found his body in peices.'' He rais his hand up behind his shoulder, ''Do what you must.'' I whisper, expecting the wost, than he pats me on the back with such force he knocks the breath out of me. He laughs. "I hated my brother more than anything. When we were children, he beat me day after another."
"Oh , um, your welcome?" He laughs again. His name was Mr. Yang, tho he insisted we just called him Yang. He talked all the night, of his glories in battle. He was always smiling, which confused me. He had to kill his sister, His Father was a Wise King, tho was usually off on officiall matters, His mother had gone mad, and was currently in prison, his older sister was an evil enchantress, and his older brother, a ghost, and nearly all his friends had died in battle.
After a while, i drew up the courage to ask: ''If you don't mind me saying, good sir, how do you manage to keep feeling this joyfull, despite the atrocaties you've endured?'' He looked at me awith a thoughtfull expression. ''If you must know, Its because of the light  my life.'' he confessed.
''I asume you mean a woman?'' i asked. ''Haha! She's no ordinary woman.'' he said. ''When i was at my darkest hour, i was facing a dark demon attempting to take over me, for it knew i was vaunerable. Two full days, i wrestled the beast. Then, out of the blue, a LIGHT!!" he declared rising to his feet, "A LIGHT bright as day, and BURNING with FIRE!'' He then leaped up on the table, "It BLASTED the beast across the feild, and got up and charged at me once again! I drew my blade, ready to STRIKE!" He bellowed, waving his hand ithrough the are, as if he were reliving it all,
''Than the light fired a scortch of FIRE at my axe! Catching it ABLAZE!" I wondered if any of this nonsence could possibly be true. "Than i STRUCK THE DEVIL and it EXPLODED into ASH!" Gasps all around. Then he settles down, taking a breath. "As the ash cleared, i saw her. Beautifull. Indestructable. And my savior. She knelt down and healed all my scars. As I cought my breath, I asked her name. She replied, 'Natalia'. I was speechless for a moment. I said 'They call me Yang. Yang the Chivalrous. ...And Yang the Devilishly Handsome.' And she laughed , and my heart cought ablaze."
"I myself have a love'', i said.
''Eye. Than She left. But when i look up, i can see her in the sky, living in the gates of Valhalla. And i wonder why a goddess such as herself would rescue the life of an old fool like me.''
''You don't have a chance, mate.'' said one of the many men listening,
''Sorry to break it to you  laddy, but I have a better chance at becoming KING, than you do with her'' said another.
''Trust me, i know. But i wont give up! No matter the odds.'' he said climing down from the table, "I'll never stop try'n.'' I wondered if that could have possibly happened. ''But to me...'' he said, on his way to the door,
''She'll just be my yin.''