Hong Kong Young Writers Anthologies Fiction 4 - 7 2018 | Page 245

New Journeys to the West
United Christian College (Kowloon East), Wong, Sum Yin -15
“Y
our majesty!”
Sun Wukong’s golden eyes slowly opened as an energetic voice shouted in his large ears. He
didn’t even flinch the slightest bit, for he had gotten used to loud, energetic voices over the centuries,
particularly his own.
“What is it, general? Make it quick, I’m trying to take a break.” Wukong grumbled in annoyance, but if one
listened closely they could hear the hidden amusement in his voice.
The general-who wore his hair in buns, wore a grass skirt was skipping around excitedly on the flaming
haloes beneath his feet in an almost childish manner.
“Some spirits visiting the Jade Ruins reported that a human has fallen into the mountain!”
At that, Wukong’s large ears perked up immediately as the boy before him said “human”.
“A human, you say? No human has ever fallen down in quite a while, are you sure this isn’t some prank?”
Wukong’s questioned, and the general shook his head vigorously in reply.
“No, I’m sure it isn’t! Look!” He said, whipping out a small crystal orb from a small pouch in his waist. Sure
enough, the image on it showed a young dark-haired boy walking through weathered halls made from jade.
“This is it…” Wukong’s voice trembled as he whispered to himself. “Our shot at freedom.”
Centuries ago, Wukong journeyed with a monk he called his master and two companions he called his
brothers on a quest to find the sacred Buddhist scrolls from the west. Despite the numerous perils they faced,
they still found the scrolls, and the Buddha himself awarded them with sacred statuses.
All had been well, until the demons that the team had supposedly defeated came back for revenge, and
despite the victory obtained by the Heavenly Kingdom, the demons had imprisoned he and his companions
under, ironically, the destination of their Journey, Vulture Peak.
I just hope this boy’s essence is pure enough to break the darn seal-
“HEY!!”
The loud scream of the general almost blew him off his throne.
“Will you. Capture. The human. With us.”
Wukong blinked a bit, then simply shook his head. The child’s face fell.
“Ne Zha, you know how skilled I am and how cool I look in fights, don’t you?” Before the general could
speak, Wukong interjected with a smirk. “I’d steal the show from you if I joined you. Besides, you don’t
need my help. Just get the human here alive.”
The general, Ne Zha, huffed, but gave up on protesting.
“Okay then, we’ll bring the human here to you!” He announced happily. “And those two traitors too!”
“What are you waiting for then? Go!”