It was a regular day in the home of Shigure Sohma. Yuki and Ryo were fighting, and Tohru was cooking breakfast. It was normal, at least, until a knock came on the door. This, is where my story begins…
Shigure hears a knock on the door and, since everyone else seemed a bit, well, preoccupied, he was the one who answered the door. There stood a girl with honey blonde hair and deep midnight-colored eyes. But there was something wrong about her, something strange. Her eyes were empty pools of darkness, and her face was completely emotionless. She was wearing American clothes. Her shirt was black and said something that he couldn't understand in blood-red writing. Her jeans were also black, but they were baggy and had a ton of pockets on them. A middle-aged man comes up behind her and puts one of his hands on her right shoulder. She brushes it away as though it were simply a few crumbs. Nevertheless, he smiles at her and then turns to Shigure and says…
Goddess-of-Chaos-4846: That's all for today! If I wrote anymore for this chapter it would ruin the whole story!