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There are things in this world that are unexplained and unknown. Strange things that no one really notices… That's the trouble with humans. They don't realize what is going on around them until it's too late.

Of course, there are those who seek to help the humans. There used to be more of my kind but we just simply died out after a time. I don't know why for sure but I know some reasons. We were considered different and different became bad.

I'm not a youkai. That would be degrading to my race. I am something far superior to them and yet they are the bane of our existence.

It's hard to remember that my people are gone. If they haven't been killed, they have gone into hiding. We were set from Yami's eyes and forced to live on this forsaken planet. Not because of our pride but because of the fact we had human emotions. No one quite knows how they came about in our people but they began all the same.

When the youkai first appeared, they distrusted us and feared us. And so they took us out one by one. Woe to anyone who was captured by a youkai. The humans didn't even realize what was happening. Not until one human discovered just what it was we were. If I remember correctly, she was a miko. She was an offspring from one of the humans and our people. Her hate of us caused true fear to sweep through our race. She went to the youkai and told them the secret to our destruction. We had no power when we joined with another and so the youkai began to rape every female possible. While they were under them, they slit their throats in disgrace.

I weep to think of that time. After the first time it happened, the males began to keep us hidden but it seemed that even that wasn't enough. And then there just seemed to be no more. The males had been killed off. The women had just disappeared. Well, what remained of the women anyways...

I was the only child that was of true blood and that made my magic stronger than the rest. I was given the magic of each and every slain woman, child, and male. And yet I still do not risk myself in the open. My beautiful wings would give me away in an instance. There was so much of a difference between the youkai and ourselves, it was almost impossible to hide from them. Where the youkai looked almost human except for their claws and animal portions, we had beautiful markings all over our bodies that defined who and what we were.

I love my markings for each one is a part of my soul. Upon my forehead is an 8 pointed black star. Red surrounds the outer edges and the lines inside are a deep blue. On my right cheek are two pale blue stripes that start even with the bottom of my ear to the top of my neck. Upon my left cheek right under my eye is a beautiful red tear drop. Following down the length of my body there are more. On both of my wrists are light blue rings the curl and point toward my body. Behind the blue, in a thin line are black marks that appear to be shadows. On my right hip is a deep blue crescent moon with red lining. On the inside of my left thigh is a red band that wraps once around my leg and curls up toward my own entrance. Farther down my legs on each ankle is a black band that curls on the inside of my leg, pointing up to my center. Directly about the curls are black 8 pointed stars that are smaller than the one on my forehead.

I love to trace each and every mark. I even added an image to my many markings. Covering most of my back, are the symbols of my people. They are the Phoenix and the Dragon. The Phoenix is our bringer of light and hope. The dragon is our bringer of destruction and darkness. Both are essential to our existence for we are the children of the first.

I suppose I should introduce myself though. I have gone on about my people and still you do not know what we are called. We are the Saphrians. We are the protectors of the mortals although I'd prefer to not do so. I have more joy with the animals of this world for they understand why we were here and what our job was. I am the last true blood, Riana Nikashi. My legacy is nothing more than a life. I have done nothing worth mentioning. I have stayed in my cave upon this hidden mountaintop for more years than I recall. None come here but I don't mind. That just means that I will not have to worry about others trying to kill me.

My friends are the animals that reside here. I have raised numerous creatures but the ones I take the most pride in are the nekos. I'm not talking about cat youkai. They are nothing more than mirror images. I am talking about the elemental nekos'. Each and every kitten born has been raised by my hand alone. This is their mating grounds and in honor, they give me their young and leave the mountain until the next time they mate. Elemental Nekos can only mate once every 50 years. It is truly a wonder to see the birth of their young for they are not clothed as normal kittens are when they are born. They are born alive in a fury of their own element. There are so many that I have seen and yet still each one remains in my memory.

I probably should continue to describe myself. The animals call me beautiful but I don't think myself so. I have black hair that some of the animals say change tints. Whenever I am happy or in a good mood, they say it is tinted dark blue. Whenever I am sad or feeling down, they claim it is tinted black. Whenever I am angered, which is not often, they say my hair is tinted red. I just say I have black hair. My eyes are the only thing strange I find. They are like looking into churning gold. Aurora colored eyes that change as swift as the days. They are almost feral-like which probably explains my affinity to the nekos. I stand about as high as the bottom sycamore at the bottom of the mountain. I've measured it with my hands and there are about 18 hands. Maybe 20… I'm not so sure anymore. I generally wear a black kimono that has my people's emblems on it. On both the kimono and my back, the phoenix and dragon are twined together. I have really pale skin like most youkai as well. I think that is the only thing we have in common. Then there are my beautiful wings. I was blessed at birth and had two pairs. Most have only one pair of wings. The top pair are a milky white that rival even the cleanest snow. They are to represent the Phoenix. The bottom pair are darker than the darkest night. They are to represent the Dragon. Otherwise though, I don't much like talking about what I look like.

I have taken to heart every bit of knowledge I could find on combat so I would be ready should a time come that I had to fight for my life. I have spent years upon years perfecting it. The animals bring me scrolls and tales of the outside world and so I have trained and taught myself. I do not allow un-pure thoughts to enter my life. If they should, then I fear I will join my people and we will no longer be. I know that even though I may never have a child of my own, there is the fact that I cannot die unless by a true youkai blade.

And so I keep away from the world to preserve my knowledge and life. Within my cave I hold all the secrets of my people and all the writings that have ever been written. They are hidden deep within so that no one who might come along in the future will find them if I am gone from my cave.

All of our magic and the source of our magic lie within and keep this mountain safe from the mortals. I myself placed a spell of illusion over the mountain so that should one come to find themselves here, it is a dream-like place. I use that power to transform myself into that of dream creatures.

My only companions in all of this are the nekos. One of each litter has remained with me while the others journey into the outside world. Those that do remain stay for a time. Then they journey out at one point and should they find a creature that they can bond to, the stay away. I am sad of their departure but I do not ask that they remain here.

But I fear that is about to change. About 7 nights ago, I was leading a human out of my forest and I found a strange jewel. It wasn't a full jewel either. It was obvious it had been broken. There were about 7 pieces of this jewel when I searched my mountain. I looked into the jewel and saw pure evil. There was little good but I knew that it would not harm anything here because of my people's magic. What I feared was that someone would come to get them once more.

No one has come yet but the fear is still there.