Author's Note: I got this idea from this story called Path of Brothers and from Shiki where the mother went mad before setting herself on fire trying to kill her father in law.
Dead Dog; Chapter 1: My name is…I forgot
"My name is…I don't remember"
A figure walked down the dark path of the forest, body sway, as the red yukata shined effortlessly under the full moon. Around their waste they wore a lighter red obi with two long swords sheathed at the sides. The sleeves were long and covered their hands and the extra material blew with the wind like the rustling of the trees above them.
"The wind is talking loudly tonight; I wonder if the leaves are annoyed from all the noise, they need to sleep too" amber eyes looked back and forth before continuing onwards wooden sandals clicking against the ground below.
Walking, walking, further down the dirt path, lights of a fire could be seen, the crackling of fire sparked as the sound of joyful laughing could be heard. Around a large campfire a group of demons, a boar, an ox, and a rat were laughing, drinking, eating and the smell of alcohol surrounded them.
The figure paid no mind to them; the figure paid no mind to anything except the way they swayed with each step they took. They won't see them, no one see's them, walk, walk, keep going until you rot and decay. Now one of them is in front in them. Left, right, they went left and the demon went left, right and the demon went right, like a dance.
"Dancing is so hard, you have to touch people" they mumbled to themselves
"Well now what do we have here?" a voice said, from the circle the boar demon smirked as he saw the delicate figure walking up the past them. The boar demon moved so that he was blocking the figures. Red eyes looked down at the figure below, pinned up silver hair and pretty amber eyes and far skin.
"My aren't you a pretty little thing" he said the smell of alcohol dripped from his lips, he leaned down so that he was right in their face. They smell like alcohol, the smell stinging his nose with the bitter taste. The demon keeps saying things, pretty, beautiful, lovely woman. They wanted to gag, their amber eyes widened as they watched the boar snake his large claw hand around their waist.
"What you got there boss?" the rat demon said obviously drunk like his friend, "A pretty little thing wondered into our campsite and she's gorgeous~" he laughed, his laughing stopped as he heard a sound. The figure was mumbling something in a low tone and the demon leaned in closer unable to make it out.
"My name is…no I still can't remember"
"How about a little kiss sweetheart~" he leaned in as the figures eyes looked up at the demon as he leaned in. Red gushed above, falling to the ground like tender snowflakes. The Boar grunted and gave silent yells as the sword cleaved through his large head and out the back, like a giant danjo, they licked their lips thinking of the sweet treat. The two demons looked on in shock as the boars head fell to the ground rolling a little ways as the look of fear froze forever on his face.
"The winds are singing loudly tonight" they body swayed back and forth, the blades scratching and scraping against the ground. The two demons reached for their weapons, but before they could grab them, crimson snow fell to the ground.
"Why is the wind talking so much tonight?" left and right, up and down, cut, cut, remove the weeds from the garden unless you want rotten fruit. As the dead bodies lay on the ground in bits and pieces, distant eyes looked down over each cut, each part, and each speck of red. Turning slowly amber eyes saw the flames of the campfire, dancing upwards and blazing orange. Taking the parts of the dead demons they threw them into the fire, it had to eat to.
"Now the fire is full" they said watching as the bodies were consumed by the fire, turning on their heels and with a wobbled step they continued down the road.
"Hello my name is…yes I remember it now…" the swords scratch against the ground, red footprints sink into the dirt, before stopping to look back at the campsite.
"Hello my name is ShindaInu, I am a dead dog" they said to no one
They just kept walking further and further, under the silver moon.
To Be Continued…..
A/N: Please review, all critics are welcome. Also Watching you, Breaking me will be updated wither this Monday or Tuesday!