Tang Yin and her brother arrived at the bottom of the hill when the sun had already risen quite a bit. Somewhere in the distance, a lone rooster cried. The first vilgers were already w out in the fields. Sihe hill was on the opposite side of their home, they had to pass through the vilge to arrive there.

  "Uncle Sally, how are you? How is your Son?" Yin called out to a tall man with fxen Hair, a crooked nose, and deep, warm brown eyes.

  "Little Yin, Tang San, searg for mountaiables again?" he asked bad approached them while carrying a basket full of fresh grass for his horse. Uncle Sally was a wealthy man for these parts. Among the vilgers, possessing a horse was simir to owning a Ferrari.

  "Nope." Yin popped the p while speaking, "No luck today. The sun rising was just too beautiful."

  "I guess so, little Yin. As for your question, my Son is fine, but ime, please spare his face." He didn't pin about his Soien by Tang Yin, mainly because, like many, he thought it was shameful that his Son was beaten into a pulp by a girl half his size. It was also the only reason she hadn't gotten into serious trouble by now, and that was that she only attacked if they badmouthed her family.

  "Alright, I do that.", she agreed, and Tang San grabbed her Hand.

  "e on, Sis, we o go," he said, waving Uncle Sally goodbye. Yin was dragged along the dusty main street. Hurried home with her brother.

  "Stop there, you female goril!" someone called out, and Tang San stopped in his tracks, turned around, and gave the offender, at least two heads taller, an icy gre that had Tang Yin shiver in fright.

  "Repeat that.", he growled.

  "Repeat what, sissy boy?"

  "How you called my sister, repeat it if you dare." the temperature dropped signifitly with each of his words.

  "I said you are a sissy boy, your sister a female goril, and your mom a bi..."

  Tang Yin moved forward and rammed her heel into the offender's , making him stumble backward. Then, slowly putting her foot down, she clicked her tongue aured for him t it on. She was no shrinking violet or a helpless little girl, and no one called her mother a wh*e.

  Enraged by her attitude, the boy stormed forward only to run into nothing as she stepped aside, stretched out her food, and made him fall.

  Smabsp;

  His face greeted the dusty street.

  "And now, meathead?" she asked with a raised eyebrow and a cocky grin, "What now that a little girl two heads smaller kicked your ass?"

  "Now I am getting serious. Taste my Soul on.", he cried out, and a sickle appeared in his hands. Tang Yin couldn't help but ugh. She didn't even try to t the number of soul ons she had to tend against when dealing with the older children. Instead of giance, she rexed her muscles and straightened her back, sloroag him.

  She walked fidently, her shoulder-length bck Hair swaying oh so slightly in the breeze and her light blue eyes streaking with violet and silver tendrils mesmerizing her oppo.

  The boy stepped back after seeing her unwavering fidend hearing the crag of her fists.

  "You think you are so damn superior, no? Now let me teach you a lesson.", she said, grinning brightly. Stepping forward with bzing speed, her movements so fast they blurred, she pounded her foot into his ribs. Stepping forward, aep for the strike aimed at his stomach. He swung his sickle, and she ducked u, grabbing his leg and pulling with all her strength.

  He lost his bance, and she pounded her elbow into his stomastead, leaving him as a panting, whining mess oreet.

  Then, finally, she bowed to him and whispered, "Run, sissy."

  The boy screamed and couldn't run away fast enough as she waved him goodbye, "Just so you know, better me than my brother.", she shouted after him and turned around.

  "Did I do good?" she asked, and Tang San grabbed her Hand wordlessly, dragging her along.

  "You don't o fight my battles for me.", he pointed out.

  "I know, but it's my job to be the bad girl. No reason for you to get brahe same," she answered. Soon, their little cottage came into sight, bypassing the vilge elders' house. Again, Yin asked herself if she would be okay one day when her brot into all that trouble he was destio be in and if she could still be there. Or would she die once again somewhere in a dusty alley?