Sometimes is Never
Prologue
"Life should never be like this."
Cold, wet, and hungered, there she stood. In the middle of the street, the empty, empty street, she stood. Was there no place left to go? No, there must be a reason to keep picking up her feet and moving forward. There was...there was...nothing. Nothing could justify her existence.
She was far too young to give up in a point of depression. But maybe...no. She couldn't think of a single reason why she shouldn't just collapse right now. The impact of the hard pavement would at least provide her with some kind of feeling. Instead, she just stood on the paved road while the rain poured from the sky, waiting. For something. Anything.
It had been yesterday that she ran away, and it was today she didn't know where she was going. Her stolid face was impeccable, really. So stoic, so emotionless...when really, she was quite the contrary. Blinking the rain--and what she wouldn't admit was tears--out of her eyes, she heaved a great sigh. Today was Tuesday. Today was also the worst day of her life.
But, all self-pity aside, she decided to keep moving. Keep dreaming, walking, wandering. Lifting her left foot up, she stepped forward, dragging her right. As she staggered forward, she wondered where she would decide to go. There was no place for her, but maybe she could find nowhere, and maybe, just maybe, do well there.
Her left hand hung limply at her side, broken. Her walk had a limp, and she hadn't eaten for some time now. Turning around the corner, she had unknowingly wandered into an alleyway. The angle of the buildings provided a slight reprieve from the rain. Not only had she unknowingly wandered into an alleyway, but she had wandered into one inhabited by bad men. Men who were cruel, sadistic, and just plain sick.
Whistles filled the windy air, along with grumbles and hooting. "Hey baby." A shabby man approached her, his clothes tattered and his breath foul. "Hows about you get on your knees?"
Soi Fon hadn't noticed them until one spoke, being so lost in her own thoughts. When she heard his crude remark, her eyes narrowed and she glared toward him. A look of disgust filled her face as the man reached over to touch one of her braids. Before his filthy hands could taint the stark white wrappings, she slapped it away.
Surprisingly, this hadn't angered the man. In fact, the only thing this did was cause him to smirk while his mind concocted some insidious plan about God-knows-what. The other gang members shrugged from their position against the wall and walked from the shadows, into the middle of the narrow alley, surrounding her. She kept her calm. If she could deal with someone like her father, she could deal with these creeps. Shifting her stance to her uninjured leg, she raised her right arm, preparing to defend herself.
They hadn't launched forward like she expected, but instead, encircled her, and slowly inched closer to the cornered girl. "Look at dis, boss man! She tinks she gon' give us a fight!" a heavily accented man spoke. As she felt a hand grab the back of her good leg, she jumped into a spin and swung her left leg--the injured one, mind you--into the offender's chest, sending him backwards. Soi Fon cringed in pain, instantly falling to a knee at the throbbing ache.
Instantaneously, men were on her, pinning her to the ground, her back pressed against the wet ground. A fist came to the side of her head, and her vision left her, stranded in the dark. As consciousness slowly evaded her grasp, she struggled to try to hear what all the commotion was. She had felt the pressure relieved from her pinned arms and legs, and could hear the cries of men.
"Get her!!" yelled the accented man, followed by a large crunching noise as it sounded like he was slammed into the wall.
"Are you alright?" Such a velvety voice. So soft and caring, yet strong and determined. Soi Fon tried to respond, even with a simple movement to acknowledge she could hear her savior, but felt numb and broken, cold and burning, all at the same time. The last thing she felt, before that thin string of consciousness had been cut, was her body being lifted from the ground. And the last thing she heard was "You're going to be alright."
Author's Note: I hate writing short chapters, but it's the prologue, and introductory chapters are usually short, eh?
So there aren't too many serious Yoruichi/Soi Fon stories out there. Usually just humor, PWPs, etc. And it's AU, if you haven't gotten that...Just thought I'd clear that up if it wasn't clear already x.X'
Hehe. It'd be amazing if you reviewed and whatnot. I'll love you long time. Very long time.