Hong Kong Young Writers Anthologies Fiction 3 2018 | Page 139

Journey To The West
HKUGA College, Chan, Sze Wai Sophie – 14
I
burned through the vines tied around me. Damn it. I wasn’t fast enough. They got away.
“Brother, why didn’t you stop them? We’re going to have to starve again tonight.” That annoying
voice of Ba Jie rang again.
I snapped at him, “You weren’t even able to do anything yourself! So shut up!”
“But…”He pouted.
“One more word from you,” I glared him, “And you shall stay tied up for the rest of the week.”
“Chill brother. Chill” Sha Wujing told me. I gave him a death glare, too. “Ok, ok. I’ll untie Shifu first.” He
scurried away towards Shifu.
I leaped onto a peach tree. I couldn’t let them get away with our food and leave me starvin’, no way!
“Where are you going?” I heard Shifu call from far away.
“I’m going to hunt them down and retrieve our loss.”
“You shouldn’t kill them! They’re living creatures after all! It’ll hurt!” “Hey! Come back brother!” I didn’t
even bother to answer them. My blood was boiling just to think I, the Monkey King, would lose to those
little wolf cubs.
I saw them sprint towards a village. Villagers screamed. It annoyed me a lot. That’s it, I’ll finish them once
and for all. I pulled my Jingu Bang from my ear. Yes, that’s right, my ear. That’s where I kept it. I extended
my weapon and slammed it on their backs.
Slam! Boom! Their blood stained the floor and bushes. Their dead bodies were scattered around.
“Wukong! I told you not to hurt the living!” “Here we go again,” I thought.
“You either be killed or you kill! That’s the rule of nature!” I retorted after his splendid speech of respecting
life.
“That’s not the point!” I ate my peach, ignoring his annoying lecture. “Are you even listening?” I heard
him yell.
Oh well, time to go down. “Yes, I did Shifu,” I replied, obviously pissed off.
“Whatever. Ba Jie! Go fetch us some food if you don’t wanna spend the night starving!” Shifu chirped
happily.”
“Also ask the villagers if there are any monsters living on this mountain!”
I don’t trust Ba Jie. He simply never does his job well.
“Shifu, Sha Wujing, I’ll go check on him, just in case he falls asleep on his way.” I told them. “I bet he’s
asleep already!”
“Wukong, have some faith in him,” Shifu commented.