Yaffa Vintraliastor is what I'm called most often, but there is one person who says otherwise.
"What you looking at, you pink fool?" That blonde idiot, his name is Jimi, and he's a Xyken. I particularly hate his guts. He's annoying, loud, obnoxious, and probably the most egotistical twat I have ever met. I sat with them because…sadly to say I am friends with his friend. Leiji, don't know his family name, don't care either. He's a little twat too. We're the same age, but he acts like a two year old half the time. I swear I see him drool sometimes, like his brain shuts off or something. If I can't stand these two that much, then why do I hang out with them? Well who else am I supposed to spend my time with? Godmother, forget it, she's a total fun-killer. The other clan sisters, they're worse. Honestly there isn't much to do on this boring island. It's cramped, there are people here, apparently too dangerous to associate with, and a bunch of other stuff. So what's a girl to do, but hang with these oafs.
Now that I think about it, what were they even doing? They were seeing who could punch the tree harder, see what I mean, is there nothing else to do? I shoved them out of the way, wielding the mah wasn't too hard. After that, all I had to do was kick the tree down. Seeing their baffled faces was enough to make me smile.
"What a monster, are you sure you're a girl?" Jimi, I had to beat him over the head for a few minutes. Even when he didn't talk, I wanted to punch him.
"Leiji, how bout it, want my knuckles against your teeth?" I asked him ready to strike, but he was so meek I almost felt bad.
"I'm all right, I think Jimi took enough for both of us." He wasn't always like this, but the more I hang around them the more he seems not to want to fight back. Luckily Jimi has enough energy for both of them. It must be that stubborn Xyken blood from within. It makes me sick that we have to bow to the likes of them. It was only a few months after meeting Jimi that I realised he couldn't wield it. No, rather he didn't know how, or if it was even a thing. Not like I would tell him, but it surprised me. Only slightly, I just can't imagine a family as powerful as the Xykens wouldn't address the weakness in their youngest son. Unlike us Vintraliastors, the Xykens are a patriarchal family built on blood. From what Godmother mentioned, they gain power from getting powerful women to marry into the family to produce powerful male heirs. It's pretty different from how we do things, maybe that's why they don't care.
He's their youngest apparently, they probably gonna use him as a marriage chip in the future. Pretty bizarre. When I think about stuff like this, it makes me wonder why there are only so few of us. Can power be concentrated in such small batches, or is there something more I am missing.
"Leiji, what's your family name?"
"Why do you care? Ya'll Vins don't even marry, like you need to know anything about this guy," Jimi interrupted, his hands were annoying as they were wrapped around Leiji's head.
"Get your hands off him."
"Huh? Why? He's my friend, I can do what I want."
"That's not how it works!"
"Says the pink loon, why don't you come hit the answers out of the guy."
"You…"
"It's Khan. It's pretty common."
"Hmm, I suppose. The only Khan I have heard of is Ghal Kuhan."
"What a dunce, that's Ku-Han, not Khan. Do you Vins even educate?"
"That's it!" Burning my mah I smashed my fist into his ribs, the crunch was quite satisfying.
"Uhh, Yaffa, I think this time may have been a bit much. We may need to get him treated."
"Hmm, maybe. He's a Xyken though, they're weird enough to handle something like this. If not, then he's a shame to their name."
"Well…I'll just carry him to an infirmary close by."
"Tch, fine, let me help too." It was hard being aggressive around Leiji, even when pissed off, the world looked different when he spoke. That was until… I was somehow in a local stream, that bastard Leiji tricked me.
"Yaffa, I somewhat agree with you. Jimi is tough, at worst he will have a cracked rib, but it probably isn't that bad. So how bout you both bond in life saving."
He tricked me, walking up the trail to the main road he tripped me, sending this stupid blonde cat and I into this cold as fuck river. Now I had to lug this passed out twat through this freezing river. I learned that day to watch out for the serene calm of the Khans. For they were more evil than any of the five great families.