Hong Kong Young Writers Anthologies Fiction Group 3 | Page 187

and his wokou untouched. I glance at the wall of water Matsuura has created. I have to stop him. Father
sometimes thought girls weren’t as brave as boys. But if I stop Matsuura, I can prove myself! I make my
decision.
“Luk Tang! Don’t!” Father shouts. I don’t listen. Lives are at stake. I’m soaked in cold water, but I don’t
care. I swim towards Matsuura. I struggle to breathe until I’m finally gasping the oxygen from the air. A
Wokou is holding my dear cat in a corner.
“Are you crazy?” Father shouts.
“That statue doesn’t belong to you!” I yell, ignoring Father.
Matsuura raises his eyebrows, “But it doesn’t belong to you either.”
“I won’t keep it! But it’s in the wrong hands now.”
“You’re not tak– ahh! There’s a roach on it!” Matsuura shrieks and drops the statue. He’s afraid of a
cockroach? The wall of water collapses and water fills the room. I grab the statue. It isn’t burning. The
statue maybe heated up to stop Matsuura for me! Although that sounds too crazy even for a magical statue.
The jade necklace is plugged into the slot of the statue. I put it back onYuen’s neck.
Make the water go back to the sea, I tell the statue. It reacts quickly, and the water gets sucked back up the
ceiling. I run up the staircase with father and Yuen, with the Wokou following close behind. The pirates are
waiting for us. I run to the edge of the island, throw the statue as far as I can, and it sinks deep into the sea.
“NOO!” Matsuura cries. His eyes are red with anger, “YOU!” He swings his sword at me.
My feet are glued to the spot with fear. A yellow blob jumps in front of me and shields me. The yellow blob
falls to the ground. Matsuura laughs. That yellow blob is Yuen… She sacrificed her life… for me. Yuen licks
my face and freezes. I take the necklace off her with trembling hands and put it around my neck.
Suddenly, I feel a different voice in my head. I’m Tin Hau. Before, I took possession of your cat’s body.
Wear this necklace and you can possess the power of Tin Hau. The statue’s useless. I jump up in surprise.
The Wokou are chasing us. Save us, Tin Hau! I turn around. A wall of water blocks the Wokou from
catching us. We board our ship and I throw the necklace into the ocean. I don’t deserve it either.
Maybe a few hundred years later, you’ll find it. I hope it will be in good hands.