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A lone boy walked through the village. It was night, and he blended into the shadows like he belonged amongst them. He was young, he looked no older than 14, Skin was pale, and the red markings on it were splattered on his face like drops of blood. His eyes were closed, as they always were, the thread that had stitched them shut stayed like a sentry against some indefinable evil. Anywhere he went, uneasiness could be felt, and maybe even mortals could sense the tormented souls screaming all around him, trapped in the purgatory that was the boy's aura of darkness. Or maybe they could sense the twisted perversion of human and demon that was child before them, even though the humans that were his prey could not see him. His black robes fluttered in the dead, windless air, and the boy could sense the kill.
A little girl had strayed form her parents on the chill night, and was soon lost in the unfamiliar surroundings. "Mommy! Mommy where are you!" the only answer given to her cries was a vague uneasy feeling, like an ice cube on her heart. "Mommy I'm scared!! Mommy..."
"She's not here." a voice answered from everywhere at once.
"Who's there!!!" the girl shouted in despair.
"The beginning, the end, and nothing in between." Replied the disembodied voice. The girl ran, moved by a senseless, inexplicable terror that crept over her like the star filled night. Slowly, ever so slowly, the boy caught up on his fleeing victim. She ran, he hovered up above the ground and caught her off her feet. He flew into the air and carried her with him. A blade as dark as midnight extended from his bony wrists and he sunk it into her forehead. The blade left no mark upon her body, but she screamed in the blinding pain it caused her. The Dark Boy drank in the ecstasy of the kill, and he received unimaginable pleasure from it. Finally, he dropped her limp body onto the ground and left her. The heart still beat, the blood still ran, and the only proof of what he had done to the girl was in her eyes and mouth, wide open and unblinking in the terror of what she had experienced. They would remain that way for the rest of eternity.
Sureiya woke from his nightmare and he felt sick with remourse. The world around him passed without knowledge of his existence, and none of the humans around him could feel his depression. He could not remember the events from the night before, but he knew what he had done. The deep sense of content that he could feel somewhere within him was the telltale sign of the murder he had committed. He sobbed one more tearless cry, and stood. His short black hair shined in the morning as he walked away from the nightmare that he lived.
UnitX2-5: and so ends the prologue of this crappy story
Inuyasha: Hey! Where do I come in!!
UnitX2-5: come on, be patient, I'll get to you eventually
Inuyasha: I'll give you patient! *claws swipe at X2-5
Kagome: NO INUYASHA!! SIT SIT SIT!!!! He can't write you if he's dead...
Inuyasha: Ow... THAT HURT!!!
UnitX2-5: thanks Kagome!!
Kagome: any time 2-5!!!
A lone boy walked through the village. It was night, and he blended into the shadows like he belonged amongst them. He was young, he looked no older than 14, Skin was pale, and the red markings on it were splattered on his face like drops of blood. His eyes were closed, as they always were, the thread that had stitched them shut stayed like a sentry against some indefinable evil. Anywhere he went, uneasiness could be felt, and maybe even mortals could sense the tormented souls screaming all around him, trapped in the purgatory that was the boy's aura of darkness. Or maybe they could sense the twisted perversion of human and demon that was child before them, even though the humans that were his prey could not see him. His black robes fluttered in the dead, windless air, and the boy could sense the kill.
A little girl had strayed form her parents on the chill night, and was soon lost in the unfamiliar surroundings. "Mommy! Mommy where are you!" the only answer given to her cries was a vague uneasy feeling, like an ice cube on her heart. "Mommy I'm scared!! Mommy..."
"She's not here." a voice answered from everywhere at once.
"Who's there!!!" the girl shouted in despair.
"The beginning, the end, and nothing in between." Replied the disembodied voice. The girl ran, moved by a senseless, inexplicable terror that crept over her like the star filled night. Slowly, ever so slowly, the boy caught up on his fleeing victim. She ran, he hovered up above the ground and caught her off her feet. He flew into the air and carried her with him. A blade as dark as midnight extended from his bony wrists and he sunk it into her forehead. The blade left no mark upon her body, but she screamed in the blinding pain it caused her. The Dark Boy drank in the ecstasy of the kill, and he received unimaginable pleasure from it. Finally, he dropped her limp body onto the ground and left her. The heart still beat, the blood still ran, and the only proof of what he had done to the girl was in her eyes and mouth, wide open and unblinking in the terror of what she had experienced. They would remain that way for the rest of eternity.
Sureiya woke from his nightmare and he felt sick with remourse. The world around him passed without knowledge of his existence, and none of the humans around him could feel his depression. He could not remember the events from the night before, but he knew what he had done. The deep sense of content that he could feel somewhere within him was the telltale sign of the murder he had committed. He sobbed one more tearless cry, and stood. His short black hair shined in the morning as he walked away from the nightmare that he lived.
UnitX2-5: and so ends the prologue of this crappy story
Inuyasha: Hey! Where do I come in!!
UnitX2-5: come on, be patient, I'll get to you eventually
Inuyasha: I'll give you patient! *claws swipe at X2-5
Kagome: NO INUYASHA!! SIT SIT SIT!!!! He can't write you if he's dead...
Inuyasha: Ow... THAT HURT!!!
UnitX2-5: thanks Kagome!!
Kagome: any time 2-5!!!