Okay, this isn't my first fanfic, but it is posting one in here. I really hope you'll like it.
Disclaimer: Obviously, Fatal Frame isn't mine; neither the characters. The idea of this fanfic isn't mine, neither; it's from a friend of mine that made the plot of this fanfic resumed like a diary (She kept it, she hasn't posted it so don't even bother writing that I'm writing something that it's already posted), using the already known diaries of the game, adding the characters "Hitomi" and "Mitomi" (I ignore if the name Mitomi exists xD) I'm just turning it into a more explained story.
In resume: I don't own Fatal Frame. But I and my friend (I don't know why she doesn't want to show her name) own this fanfic and the characters Hitomi and Mitomi.
Story's resume: Hitomi performed the "Perfect Crimson Sacrifice", whose effect last 12 years. Now she somehow gets informed about the plans of the Kurosawa twins' escape. She'll try to help Itsuki in whatever she can, but then she starts having some visions of a girl maniacally laughing in a Great Hall...
Okay, let's begin!
Prologue
My hands closed when they arrived to Mitomi's neck. I felt excited. Even happy of doing this. She really deserved it. She looked for it.
Mitomi saw my happiness, and the only thing she did was smile and say:
-"Forgive me"
So she understands it.
I began to close my hands with more strength, and I saw Mitomi running out of air.
She grabbed one of my hands and squeezed it.
There was no turning back.
I tensed for a moment trying to evade Mitomi's regretful look.
A few minutes later, it was over. Finally...
The red mark of the crimson butterfly appeared on Mitomi's neck.
The mourners and the priests started to shout happily.
In that moment I realize what I did. I killed my own sister... the one I loved for all that time...
This wasn't happening... This was just a dream...
But it wasn't... the cold touch of the mourners in my arms made me realize that.
The mourners were pulling me back from Mitomi. I tried to resist, but I couldn't win against their strength.
I saw how two mourners grabbed my sister and picked her up. One grabbing her by the arms, another grabbing her by the legs. They began to swing her, left, right, left, right...
I got free from the mourners at the time Mitomi was being thrown in the abyss.
I ran towards the abyss, but I tripped over my kimono, and fell almost on the edge of the abyss.
The only thing I was able to do then, was watching how Mitomi disappeared into the darkness.
When I thought it was over-when I wished that it was over- the crimson butterfly appeared in the middle of the abyss.
It flown toward me, and I tried to catch it in vain. It fled from me and began to fly upwards.
I'm a Remaining now. The people will respect and fear me, but, is that good?
Mitomi... I'm so sorry... I didn't have to make you feel so bad about that...
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I sense that somebody will ask why it's a perfect ritual, I'm just using some theories that maybe I created them:
1°:The Crimson Sacrifice's effect lasts like 7 or 9 years. Mitomi's ritual lasted 12 years for reasons that I'll reveal through the chapters, so that's why it's called a "Perfect Sacrifice".
2°: Maybe when the implicated twins are angry with each other, or when a twin is angry at her/his twin and the other twin is very regretful and really wants to die because that, the effect of their ritual will last a little more.
Those are just my theories, and I ignore if they are true. If they don't are, just try to imagine they are so the fanfic can keep going :D. And yeah, the 2° theory has to be with one of the "reasons I'll reveal through the chapters", but I didn't spoil anything! In the prologue you can see Hitomi is angry with Mitomi.
P.S. Pleeeeeeeease leave reviews!
