Another story begins, lovelies...now I'll warn you, for those of you that speak the Spanish language or are Irish, please forgive any mistakes I make. Feel free to ever correct them. For the spanish, I am simply going off the best sources I can find online. As for Jin's Irish accent, I'm doing my best to review the anime and imitate his accent the best I can. Again, feel free to correct any mistakes you may find.

Anyways, enjoy my lovelies...

Prologue

"Even if everythin' in all tha worlds were set on fire, no one an' nothin' could keep me from ya. I promise." He held her close, refusing to let go.

She smiled sadly. "Can you keep that promise forever? Will you still feel the same even when I don't have my youth and beauty? Don't make promises for the moment. Make promises to last." She looked up into his sky blue eyes, getting lost. "I'm human, Jin. I won't live nearly as long as you."

He obviously wasn't sure what to say to that. She was right. Humans lived not even a fraction of what demons did.

"I never wanted this to happen. This whole situation shouldn't be happening. It's a mere fluke that I ended up here in the first place..."

"But yer 'ere now." Jin tried to give himself some of glimmer of hope.

"Yes. I am. But...I don't belong here. I belong with humans." She turned to walk away, unshed tears in her eyes.

Jin shook, unsure of what to do. Then the words just fell from his mouth. "Yer wrong. Ya don't belong wit' humans. Ya belong wit' me."

The words made her freeze. Emotion after emotion tormented her. Happiness. Depression. Hope. Despair. What should she do? For once, do what is best for you. Don't do what you think is "right"

Before she could respond, an unfamiliar voice interrupted her. "So, you're the one who destroyed one of my children."

Chapter One

I groaned. "I hate hiking!"

"Correction, you hate getting out of bed." My best friend, Mila, countered.

"Especially this early and on a Saturday! I could be in bed sleeping or eating cheetos and playing nintendo or-"

"Ladies, is there a problem?" The tour guide asked us. Everyone else in the group looked back at us, annoyed.

Before I could reply with a smart remark, Mila quickly slapped a hand over my mouth and said, "Oh we're just peachy! Admiring nature you know!"

I managed to get around her hand. "Oh yes, just look at that beautiful rock over there. So inanimate and not living."

"Will you shut up?!"

I pretended to think. "Naw, I'm good."

Mila face palmed. Waving her hand she said, "Continue. Sorry."

"And just over this hill, you will find..."

I started slowing down, staying in the back of the group. Looking up and not paying attention I decided to stare at the clouds.

Hmm...that one looked like a sail boat, no...a moose? And that one reminded me of a gameboy. Another looked like porky pig. Let's see...oh that looked like Sonic the Hedgehog.

I looked back down only to find I had lost the group. "So much for sticking together." Continuing walking, I figured I would catch up eventually, but I never did. After fifteen minutes and nothing, I sighed. "Ay dios mio," I muttered, pulling out my cell phone to check for any service. None. "Joder!"

A shadow at the edge of my vision caught my attention. I looked toward is but found nothing. Then a little kid started crying. "Um, hello?" I called.

The crying continued, growing louder.

"Must have gotten lost too," I muttered and went in the direction of the cries. I had to walk at least fifty yards off the trail and jump over a small stream, but I made it to the source of the crying. And I found nothing. "Hello?" I called again. "I'm friendly, I won't harm you."

Laughter. Despicable laughter was coming from behind me. I turned and found something crouched in front of me. It was a dead white color and had two black holes for eyes. The thing didn't have legs, leaving it to crawl towards me, giggling nonstop.

"What the hell-?!" was all I got out before it attacked, knocking me unconscious.

...

"Is she dead?" A boy asked.

Slap! "Her heart is beatin' ain't it? And give shelia some room ta breathe!" Australian accent...?

Shelia...?

"Ow! You didn't have to hit me..."

"I say we just leave her."

"She was attacked by a ghoul! We should at least finish treatin' 'er wounds." Irish accent...?

"She deserves that much at least."

I opened my eyes, revealing several faces around me.

"She's awake!" the boy cheered. He looked to be about nine or ten. The others...wow.

One of them grinned from ear to ear at me. He had red hair and bright blue eyes. And was that a horn poking out of his head? He looked the friendliest with that smile so I decided to ask him. "Where am I? Who are you?"

He laughed. "Tha name's Jin, lass! An' yer in tha compound. We foun' ya in tha woods. Seems a ghoul attacked ya."

"Ghoul?"

"Yes," another one of them said. "And our healer says you broke your ankle and have a minor concussion." I tried sitting up only to gasp in a pain from my side. "And three broken ribs." He added. I looked at this one. He had slicked back blue hair and ice blue eyes, much different from the warm sky blue ones Jin had.

" 'ave some manners for tha lass. Say yer name." Jin scolded.

He coughed. "Sorry. I am Touya."

"I'm Rinku!" The boy said, grinning at me.

"Chu," the Australian accented one said, chugging something from a flask. Whatever it was, it wasn't apple juice.

"And I am Shishi," the last spoke. He had long blue hair and what looked like two antennas poking out of his head.

I sat up again, much more gentle this time. "Okay. I'm Lucy."

"What did I say about giving her space?" A voice spoke, interrupting the awkward conversation. A short girl walked through the guys; she had mint green hair and crimson eyes. She smiled at me. "I'm Yukina. I've been treating your wounds."

"Thank you. So um, how come I'm here and not at a hospital?" When I saw her expression drop I quickly rephrased. "I mean it's not that I'm ungrateful. It's just what people usually do is all."

"Well we can't exactly go to a hospital. We would have to explain who we are and such," Yukina explained, sitting on the edge of the bed and checking over me.

"Who are you people then?!" I was scared now. "Are you criminals or something?"

Jin laughed. "Naw. We're jus' not human."

That was unexpected. "If you're not human...what the hell are you then?"

"Demons," Touya answered.

I blinked then laughed, wincing at the pain in my ribs. "That's cute. Who are you guys really? I swear I won't go to the police if that's what you're worried about."

"Are you blind?" Shishi asked. "Have you not seen Jin's horn or ears? What about these two antennas sticking out of my head? Even for a human you're not very observant."

My eyes narrowed. "Excuse me for never meeting demons before! Demons don't even exist! At least...I didn't think they did..."

"Well the livin' breathin' proof is right here, shelia!" Chu grinned at me, alcohol on his breath.

"What did you say your name is?" Yukina asked me.

"Lucy."

She smiled. "Pretty. Is it short for something?"

"Lucinda."

Rinku laughed. "That's a weird name!" He received a hit from Chu.

Yukina started gently pressing against my broken ribs which I winced at. "Hmm, I'm going to need you to take your shirt off. Are you comfortable with that?"

All of the boys perked up, eyes on me now. Glaring, I said, "Kick them out first."

Yukina started pushing them out. "Aw come on! It ain't nothin' we ain't seen before!" Jin argued.

"Well I've never seen it..." Rinku said, obviously disapointed.

"Yer not helpin' " Jin scolded.

Finally Yukina shut the door in their faces. "Sorry about them. They act a lot younger than they are and look."

I laughed. "No problem. I've dealt with worse." I tried to pull my shirt up only to have my ribs scream in protest. "¡Hijo de puta!"

"Don't! I'll help you." After a minute of pain and some struggle, she managed to pull it over my head. I was thankful the guys had been kicked out. Let's just say I'm a little bustier than most girls... "So what did you say just now?"

"Huh?"

"When you were trying to pull your shirt off. You said 'hijo de puta'?"

I laughed. "It's Spanish for son of a bitch. I was in pain so I cussed."

"What's Spanish?"

"Another language. My mother was Puerto Rican so she taught me how to speak it."

"Puerto...Rican?"

I nodded. "Puerto Rico is a territory of America."

She smiled. "I've heard of America."

I grinned. "Yeah I don't live here in Japan. I'm just here on vacation with my friend."

"Are you something else?"

"What?"

"You said your mother was...Puerto Rican was it? Was your father something else?"

My expression dropped. "He's French, meaning from France."

She cocked her head to the side. "Why do you speak of him with that tone?"

"Let's just say he wasn't the best man and my mom wouldn't stand for it. So she took me and left." He was a drunk abusive and possesive asshole who dared to lay a hand on my mother. The moment he did that she fought back and finally left his sorry ass. I was about four at the time.

"Oh," she said, focusing more on my ribs now. "I'm sorry for bringing it up..."

I laughed. "Don't worry about it. I got over it years ago. So other than my ribs, ankle, and concussion am I okay?"

She concentrated, furrowing her eyebrows. "Strange...what's this?" She pointed to my wrist where a long slash mark ran from the bottom of my palm to just a few inches below my elbow.

I froze. "It's um, a scar."

"What from?"

My eyes grew cloudy, distant. "I was stupid. Did something I regret now."

Yukina didn't press the subject, only continuing to completely check over me. She poked and prodded me, checked my pulse, the normal sort of thing. "Okay, you seem to be good. I healed your broken ribs and ankle. But there isn't much I can do about the concussion. Are you okay with staying another day or so?"

I bit my lip, unsure. "Well...I really can't afford to go to a doctor so yeah I better. Hell, it took Mila and I almost two and a half years to save for this trip."

"Mila?"

"She's my best friend that came with me."

"Oh my, shouldn't you contact her?"

I waved it off. "No, I've disappeared for a few days before. No big deal. She probably thinks I just ran off chasing a butterfly or something."

"You've done that before?"

"No...maybe...yes."

She laughed. "I like you already, Lucy."

"Gracias mí amiga." I said, grinning. When she gave me a look, I sighed and said, "We'll work on the Spanish."

And I probably need to work on my Spanish . anyways, hope you enjoyed the first chapter/prologue.