Hong Kong Young Writers Anthologies Fiction 4 - 7 2018 | Page 246

The general flinched at the suddenly hostile tone, but bowed and did not say more as he commanded the
army of monsters behind him to leave.
Only when everything had gone quiet did Wukong allow his smile to drop.
The emperor heaved a sigh, allowing the cold darkness to wash over him.
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“...Monkey?”
Wukong looked away from the glowing barrier and the coppery seal in front of him, where the corpse of
the child had just faded into sparkling flecks of light. His red-and-gold staff was dripping with deep
crimson blood redder than the handle of the staff. The emperor turned quickly to his “brothers”, his eyes
wide.
“W-what have you done-you killed her!” The plump, pale man cried out in horror. “You killed a
defenceless child!”
The monkey being could barely speak as he stepped forward.
“G-guys! I can explain!” He cried out, feeling smaller under the glares of hurt and disappointment of his
close friends. “I-W-we gotta go free, remember-”
He was cut off by Pigsy throwing his black officials hat on the blood-stained floor.
“That is no excuse to brutally murder a human, Wukong! And why didn't you tell us anything?!” The
former pig-being cried out, his voice thick, as he immediately turned around. “You know, I don't even
know why I called you my brother in the first place. Guess I was right about you killing innocents after all.
I'm leaving.” He spat, and the Monkey King could feel the hope draining out of him as his former friend
walked away, mumbling under his breath.
His desperate gaze darted to the other, more muscular and toned man, who took off his own officials hat.
His eyes widened further.
“Not you too, Sandy!” The monkey cried out in devastation. “We’re brothers till the end, right? Y-you
know me-”
“I don't know if I know you anymore….you were always violent, but this? It's stepping over the line .” Sha
wujing, more commonly known as Sandy, sighed and shook his head. “Sorry, Wukong. What would
Master think..?”
The emperor felt his soul fill with dread as he watched the only person he thought understood him leave.
Things couldn't get-
“Sun Wukong.”
He turned abruptly, his heart beating faster by the second.
“M-Master-”
“How could you?”
“Did I die for nothing?” l