Hong Kong Young Writers Anthologies Fiction 1-2 | Page 469

Wukong ’ s Fourth Brother ?
Singapore International School ( Hong Kong ), Wong , Ralph - 10

After he completed his journey to the West , Wukong was free to travel between heaven , the human world , and hell . Every time that Wukong greeted the gods and goddesses , they would congratulate him on completing his journey . Now , the Golden Cudgel no longer resides in his hand , replaced by a well-deserved scripture . His hair had grown much , much longer , yet recognizable and neat , thanks to the removal of his Golden Hoop . What remains unchanged , though , is his unbelievable speed . When he summons a flight cloud , he ’ s free to fly wherever he wants !

One day , he was cruising across the skies , flying across the very path below him where he , his master and his two brothers had once trotted along . The nostalgic images flowing into his mind as he slowed down … All of a sudden , he caught a glimpse of his brother , Bajie ! Within seconds , he was on the ground , and pulled him into a tight hug . “ Who are you ?” an unfamiliar voice roared . Wukong pushed him away , looking at him more closely . Standing in front of the Monkey King was a tall , muscular pig whose face was identical to his brother ’ s . “ Hello . My name is Jiushi .” Jiushi said . “ And you must be the Monkey King !” Wukong was a little taken aback . How could this random pig know his name ? Was he that famous ? He followed Jiushi into his home , determined to find out more about him . He glanced around the simple house made out of bamboo . There wasn ’ t anything out of the ordinary .
As they had dinner on the porch , Wukong told Jiushi all about the challenges and the evil devils and monsters he had faced on his way to obtain the sutras . When he mentioned the monstrous bull , Wukong pulled out his Golden Cudgel . Familiar as it always was , he felt the weight of this Golden Cudgel , ready for battle . A sudden wave of happiness and excitement brightened his eyes . Jiushi drew his katana . “ Come on !” Wukong shouted . “ You be the bull !” First on the ground , then up in the air , through the mountains they fought , laughed and chased each other . Jiushi was such a good match to Wukong . Occasionally they stopped , so Wukong and JIushi could swap places and Wukong would be the monster .
They had so much fun . It was time to bid Wukong goodbye . That was the moment Jiushi realized he was never a part of these stories and became jealous of the experiences Wukong had . “ Can I come with you to find your brother Bajie ?” Jiushi asked . “ Of course ! I ’ ll take you to him right now !” Wukong replied happily . Little did Wukong know that Jiushi harbored an evil plan . He was jealous of the brotherhood between Wukong and Bajie , and wanted to replace Bajie . Seconds later , Wukong conjured up a flying cloud . They both hopped on , and began their search for Bajie .
All of a sudden , a giant snake appeared , flying onto the cloud . It caught Wukong completely by surprise , wrapping around him and choking him . He quickly transformed into a rat , but its grip was too strong . He couldn ’ t escape ! He then tried to transform into a house , but was stopped mid-transformation by the snake ’ s tough skin . Whatever this snake was , it was no ordinary snake ! Just as Wukong fought desperately for a last breath , Jiushi flew at the no-legged reptile while shouting a mix between a battle cry and a scream of terror , bringing his katana down on the snake . Its grip instantly loosened , letting Wukong free .
The snake recoiled , getting ready for another attack . This time , Wukong pulled a few hairs out of his skin , which instantly transformed into perfect clones of him , then along with Jiushi and the real Wukong , brought their weapons down on the deadly snake . As their weapons found their target , the snake fell and dissolved into a cloud of golden dust . “ Thanks ,” Wukong said . “ You saved my life !” “ No worries !” Jiushi replied . “ You would have done the same for me !” He then muttered something under his breath , which Wukong heard completely . ‘ Since I will soon be your brother . Hmmm ,’ Wukong thought . A thought struck him like a sledgehammer . “ He wants to kill Bajie !” Without enough time for Wukong to make a decision , they stumbled across their destination , a little warehouse . Inside was a fresh basket of fruits , a full shelf of bread … “ Wukong !” A very familiar voice shouted . “ My wonderful brother !” “ Bajie !” Wukong exclaimed . “ I missed you so much !”