The young Tsuki Ibuki awoke to find she was lying against a weak chair that creaked at her slightest movement. She found that not only did her head ache, but there was a needling pain in her hip. She slowly set her left hand on her hip. She lifted the hand and shook. She hand was wet and cold. Slowly, she lifted her hand up to her face, astonished that there was blood. She looked down to find her shirt soaked in the blood. A small puddle of blood surrounded her body.

"Is that my blood?" she yelped in alarm.

Still quite frightened, she stood; slightly wobbly from the blood loss. She walked around to find a way to get out of the dark place. Upon standing up and taking a few steps, she realized that she was on a train. Strangely, she could not remember how she had gotten on the train in the first place. Something about this place looked really familiar to her, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it.

She took one step after another, careful not to hurt herself any more than she already was. With every step that was taken, the train creaked louder.

She looked through a small window at the end to find she was in the last car. Not only that, but she was dangling off a cliff! She backed away in alarm. The train loudly creaked. She fell and began to slide down, making the train start to fall. She stood as swift as she could. "I have to get out of here, now." she spoke to herself. She looked around, trying to think of a way to get out, and not they she only has minutes before she plummets off the cliff to a sure death.

Tsuki found a dagger and grabbed it, again using her left hand. Not thinking, she grabbed the blade and cut her hand. The cut was deep. She dropped it in pain. She held her hand and stared at the ground. The train began to shake, and the door flew open. She stared at the dagger and placed it in her pocket. She had an idea. It was bad, but she had to at least try. She sat down and slowly slid down. Suddenly she began to fall. She grabbed the train door with her bleeding hand. She screamed in horrific pain. She knew she had to hold on if she wanted to live. She tried to swing from the door to the top of the cliff. The hinges on the door broke. She closed her eyes. Knowing she was doomed anyway, she let go.

Tsuki woke again. She was on a small rock sitting on the side of the cliff. She had miraculously survived! She got to her knees. Weak from the blood loss, she sat. "I can't do it.", she admitted to herself, "I just can't." Tears formed and slid down her face.

A memory came back to Tsuki.

She was sitting on the moving train while reading a book about Shangri la. Suddenly, the train was high jacked. Many people were tossed out the window. Only she was left on the train. Tsuki reached inside her suitcase and grabbed a handgun. She was an excellent shot- 98 percent accuracy.

When she was little, her parents would always train her to withstand the stab of a knife and multiple gunshot wounds. She was also trained to shoot a handgun. Tsuki never got any rest. She was to keep going until she hit the targets ten times in the head or the chest consecutively.

Tsuki sat up against the back of the chair and aimed. She was ready to kill whoever came through the car behind her. She suddenly saw a man with an RPG. (Rocket propelled grenade) He didn't appear to be aiming at her. She stood still, because from the angle he was at, she couldn't shoot him before he would shoot her. The man shot the RPG way ahead of her. It caused the car she was in and several other cars to fall off of the tracks.

The next thing Tsuki knew, she was shot in the chest, and struck on the back of the head.

Tsuki closed her eyes and suddenly the pain in her head grew stronger. "What's happening?!" she screamed. The area around her began to shake. The rock she was on fell, her following.

She heard a whisper. She knew the voice but couldn't remember. "You can do this, Tsuki", the voice mumbled in her ear. Tsuki opened her eyes. Filled with hope, she dug her nails into the side of the cliff and slowly climbed, slipping every now and then. Finally, she got to the top. She was safe. She looked around, and noticed that she was alone. The train fell and crashed, bursting into flames. Tsuki shook at the thought of still being on the train. "I could have died." she whispered, as she staggered to her feet.

She pulled the dagger out of her pocket and used it to tear holes in her sweat shirt. She wrapped cloth around her hand and winced in pain as she did it. She tied it tightly, to make sure it would stay on. She poked the blood on her hip. 'Why was I on that train in the first place?' she wondered. Tsuki knew she had to stop herself from bleeding, and fast. Or she would certainly bleed out. She took off her Sweat shirt. Her tank top was covered in holes and blood. She wrapped her sweat shirt tightly around her waist to keep herself from bleeding more than she already has. She mumbled in pain.

Tsuki was so hungry. She had to eat something... She saw small animals wondering around. Tsuki was a vegetarian, but she desperately needed something to eat... She quickly grabbed a small rabbit that was sleeping in the snow. Tsuki sighed, dropping it. "No, I can't do that to another one of God's creatures...Even if it is dead." She sighed.

The young girl reached for the dagger. She grabbed it and stared at it, examining it. Suddenly, she remembered something urgently important. She could just feel that something somewhere needs her now. Tsuki Ibuki put the dagger back in her torn pocket and stood, staring at the woods.

"There.", she said quietly, "I need to go through there..." Tsuki started to walk when a light shined brightly through the woods to her. She became weak and fell to her cut up knees. She winced in pain. Suddenly, everything went black.

Hours later, she woke up. She was nowhere near the area of the train, but surrounded by trees. She was in the forest. But, how did she get there? She stood up and breathed heavily. She froze in the snowy weather. Her breathing started to act up, and she started to thirst for water.