Earth to Hell by Kylie Chan

Author:Kylie Chan
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Science Fiction, Fiction, General
ISBN: 9780732286866
Publisher: HarperCollins Publishers Australia
Published: 2010-01-02T06:00:00+00:00

The next morning I waited on the first floor of the Academy with Lok and the Tiger. I ran through the armoury to pass the time, checking the status of some of the rarer and more powerful weapons. The Murasame resided here when not called upon by me, on a special rack in a small heavily sealed area at the back of the armoury. Now that Michael had returned, his sword, the White Tiger, had also returned to its custom-made white and gold weapons rack. Seven Stars and the weapons possessed by the Celestial Masters lived in the armoury at the Mountain, although when they were being used in regular training they occasionally took a space here as well.

The Murasame hadn’t made my life miserable about not being fed after the Er Lang battle, which was unusual. Normally if it required feeding, it made itself so heavy that it was almost unliftable. The first time it had done this, I’d been confused for a week as to why I couldn’t use it, until the sword sorted out the problem itself by becoming so heavy I dropped it and then flying up and slashing me on the upper arm. This time it didn’t need feeding, however, and it was possible that the blade was beginning to accept me as its master, something that was both relieving and a little disturbing.

Lok came over as I checked the blade for nicks and ran the whetstone over it a couple of times.

‘Did you know that a lot of students come in wanting to see the Destroyer and asking questions about it?’ he said.

‘What’s there to see?’ I said. ‘It’s a completely plain katana with very little decoration.’

‘They ask if the legend about it is true. About the Murasame, and the swords produced by the Masamune school.’

‘What, that Murasame was the crazed student of Masamune?’ I said.

‘That, and the stream thing.’

‘Well, first of all, Murasame live a good two hundred years before Masamune, so it’s impossible that the two knew each other,’ I said, sheathing the blade and returning it to its rack. ‘But I think it’s quite true that Murasame, the man, was pretty demented and intent on creating the ultimate destructive weapon.’

‘And the stream thing?’

I glanced down at him. ‘They know about that?’

Lok nodded, then ran his tongue over his canine chops. ‘They ask if it’s true.’

I brushed my hand over the black lacquer scabbard. ‘Yeah, I tried it. I got a bag of leaves from the gardeners and took a Masamune and the Murasame to the stream at the back of the house on the hill in Guangzhou. I put the Masamune in the water and dropped the leaves in upstream. It’s true, they all moved away from the blade of the sword. Everything moving down the stream moved away from the sword. The Masamunes are preservers of life.’

‘And the Destroyer?’ Lok said.

‘When I put the Murasame’s blade into the water,’ I said, ‘I didn’t even need to add the leaves. Things started coming up from the bottom—shrimps, small fish, weeds—everything alive in the stream.

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