The Fox with 93 Tails
A/N: the original fable of the kitsune killing and taking other tails from other fellow kitsunes for more power is true; this story is a spin off in which he has a brother, not much younger then him. Once again viewer discretion is advised.
"Why, why do I have to kill him…. Huh, he's my fucking brother, so tell me, why do I have to kill him. Answer meeeeeeeeeeee!"
Stark woke up in a cold heat, the nightmares getting worse he was on the trail of tracking his brothers last victim, he needed to stop him. That didn't change the fact that stark was forced to kill him, or the fact that he never had to kill anyone.
Tonight was the night he decided to see everyone he had killed, and try to comfort their souls to help the damage of the forest. Stark took a deep breath, lit eleven, incense, and began to meditate.
Stark closed his eyes. When they opened he was faced in a place known as termina. The areas were souls had gone when lost, or not having the will to live, this was his curse. Every kitsune is born with a special power that is unique to them as a marking of their first tail. All he had to do was utter the name of what had killed them, and he could help them.
"Coyote" with the one swift motion the souls of those his brother had killed had all appeared.
The faces all sad, not a wound on them, some faces he recognized, others he didn't know.
Stark held back the sadness, and started at the youngest one, the boy's face filled with tears, he was no older than twenty five years, still too young to even know where he was, or that he died.
"Mister I'm scared, *sniff* I want to go home. Please let me go home." The young kid said, crying as he had clearly been here for quite some time.
"It's ok you can leave here soon, first tell me your name. Do you remember it?" Stark asked his voice completely calm, fighting back everything that he was feeling.
"It's Cain, mister. *sniff*, will you really take me home mister" the child said, a small smile appearing on his face.
"Yes but first Cain, you need to do something for me, and my names Stark." Said Stark, he put one hand on Cain's head.
"What is it, Stark?" Cain said a concerned look on his face.
"I need you to sleep, and be brave for me." Stark had slowly, casted a sleep spell on the small child. Cain falling into Stark's lap, and Stark than, entered his memory's just to the point when his brother had killed him. Soon, Stark thought you can go to nirvana, were you will never suffer again.