Disclaimer: I do not own Escaflowne and its characters.
Mystic Moon and the Dead
Prologue
People were bustling in a small town of Transylvania on an ironically bright, afternoon summer day. The street's produce markets were selling their best fruits and vegetables. Cute couples sat at the local coffee shop, chatting away. Working individuals bustle through the streets and sidewalks, in hopes of finishing their errands so they could enjoy the sun.
Amongst the good natured folks, no one seemed to notice the 5 year old girl standing in the middle of a crowded sidewalk. She adorned in a frilly, lavender dress and wore a bright pink birthday crown. Her long, golden locks were brittle and dry. Her skin was so pale and translucent, her internal veins were visible. Her thin, small lips were chapped and dry. She didn't move as she stared out into space.
"Oh my!" a plump woman in a red sun-dress paused. Citizens walked around her as she worriedly analyzed the lonely girl. With a deep frown, she waddled over while balancing her very full grocery bag. When she reached the child, she looked around once more to locate her parents.
"Oh dear," she gasped with sympathy as she figured the girl was lost. She made her way in front of the girl and kneeled down to look at her withdrawn face. "Excuse me, deary. Are you lost?"
The girl continued to stare down and remained silent.
"Don't be scared," the woman assured as she sent down her groceries. "I just want to help."
The child looked up ever so slightly, but her hair concealed her eyes.
"You look ill. We should find your parents so they can get you to a doctor."
There was a low growl in the back of the girl's throat… so low, the woman didn't hear.
"Dear," the lady placed her hand on the girl's shoulder and tried to look at her face. "It will be OK. We will get you help."
The little girl looked into the woman's big brown eyes.
"Oh my God," the lady gasped as she looks into two ice blue, cataract-filled eyes.
The girl pounced on the fat, friendly woman and dug her small, rotted teeth into her neck. The woman couldn't scream as she was pinned to the ground and became instantly paralyzed from shock. She just watched the girl rip out a big piece of flesh and gobbled it like she hasn't eaten in months.
The people around her began to scream and scatter like fearful sheep.
She grew weak from the severe blood loss and trauma. Her sight began to blur and turn. Her stomach curdled as the feel of her blood spewed out like a broken faucet.
As the girl barely finished her piece of meat, she lunged back onto the woman to rip off her plump, once friendly, face.
Hitomi's green eyes pop open as she breaths in harshly. She focuses her sight and she sees dull, white ceiling.
Another nightmare… great.
Her room was dark. There seemed to be only one light source; the hallway. A stream of white peered through the cracked doorway, illuminating very little. She sighed and shivered… it was cold. The chill in the air stung her flesh.
Where is that draft coming from? I must've left the window open again.
As she inhales to calm her nerves, she gets up… or at least, she tries. She hisses from prickling pain shooting through her limbs. Her heart races as she finally notices thick straps across her chest and knees.
With wide eyes, she looks down.
W-what? Oh my God! I'm strapped to a table! Why do I have IVs in me?
Two years later on Gaea….
"Merle," Van started quietly. "The Mystic Moon is changing…."
There you have it, kids. An Escaflowne-Zombie prologue.
Let me know if it's worth trying.