Rewritten version of Destiny beginning now. This plot, of course…is very different from the original one so please make sure to read through the story. Disclaimer: No, I don't own Fruits Basket. I'm sure you can figure out what belongs to me.
Under the cover of darkness is where a sleepless malice eyes. It is like a predator, choosing what it would consume next. Its eyes are ever watchful; its fangs are ever sharp. It's pleasing to the eye just as honey, sweet to the taste…at first. Then, it becomes bitter in your mouth. It's an addiction; it becomes hard to let go. In the shadows they wait…until the day comes in which they are called forth out of the darkness to steal, demolish, and kill. When that day comes, who will stand against them? In that day, will you run? Or will you stand up for all truth and all justice? To be the Light in the world, it is to be courageous for to be in the Light is to take up your ancestors' steps. To be in the Light is to be different from others. Will you be brave enough to take that step of faith?
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"The days are starting to darken…" a voice mused.
"…" a young man looks up from his book.
"Something stirs in the darkest corners of the earth," the feminine voice continued, dark amusement tainting her voice.
"Is it time yet?" he asked eagerly.
"Not yet." She looks out the window.
"But the sooner we—"
"We wait." She turned to him with narrowed eyes. "I will not risk anything because of your impatience. You will get your chance at her, I promise but in the meanwhile…patience. Besides…I doubt she forgot our last encounter."
"She's grown weak," he frowned. "Is it not in our interest to attach while she is so vulnerable?"
"Fool. Of course not. My victories are hard won and I will not attack while she recovers," she sniffed.
"But it's been years! She hasn't healed yet! Why should we wait for her to recover?! We are wasting precious time!"
"Did you expect her to heal so quickly after everything that was done?"
"Well…no…"
"Precisely. She needs to be healed before she can choose whether to confront us or not. Either way, I am not so low as to take advantage of her weakness. She deserves better than that."
"…" he audibly gulped.
"In the meanwhile, we will wait. We will plan this entire thing out seeing as I prefer to execute this perfectly." She then turned to glare at him, "I won't tolerate sloppiness of any sort. Understand?"
"Y-yes, Mistress."
End of Prologue. There were so many things I improved. I shall repeat again: the plot will be different. Besides, following the previous plot kind of gave me huge writer's block. It will be different. Now, as for reviewing…I won't be as strict as other of the writers since I want to improve the story but if you can review (even if you are a guest) please do so. Ah, and the old story will be left for everybody else's sake...as embarrassing as it might be for me. You can make fun of me all you want and whatever. Compare the stories if you like. I know this is already much better (in my eyes, at least).