BLEEDiNG
by: unScathedShinobi
PROLOGUE
Her heart pumped faster after a disturbing sound crashed the silence of the night. The sound made her curious, as she found herself peeping through the glass frame that reflected the bright moon outside. There she saw, amidst the star-filled sky, a strange silhouette that hindered the light of the majestic moonlight.
It is not those of a normal shadow nor is it a phenomenon of the earth. The shadow is a manifestation of a figure not usual to the human eye. It could also be the source of that alarming noise she heard earlier, and there is only one way to find out. So when she gained enough courage, she stood up and gestured to open her glass door. Her hands were trembling as it reached for the knob, afraid of what she would see.
As the door unlocked, an overlooking view of their garden was presented before her. However, there was no sight of any unknown creature that lurks around the garden grounds; nor was there any sight of a mischievous intruder that slithers in the middle of the darkness. Perhaps it was because only a little amount of light was given to her by the moon that she saw nothing but the natural setting of the garden.
The only thing recognizable to her was the obvious structure that resides in the heart of their rose-filled garden – a big circular fountain. At the view of this, a sudden rush of breeze blew at her delicate skin. She felt something weird in the air and her curiosity was lifted even more. She focused her sight to the fountain and unsuspectingly caught a distinct shade that seems to be resting upon the edges of the circular structure. It was something way beyond explanation... way beyond her imagination.
Her whole body was filled with adrenaline and her mind, bombarded with questions. She runs outside to find out what is behind those sounds and shadows. The only thing clear to her now was her craving for the truth; and that truth is lying there, upon the edges of their fountain.
She crept carefully until she found a spot where she could have a perfect view of the strange shadow. With the help of a bush, she was able to hide herself. There, she sat still and silent, only laying her green eyes on her subject and observing it patiently like a lion watching his prey.
After looking closely, she soon realized that the being she is spying on was a man; he was wearing everything in black, even his hair matched his Goth fashion. But despite the dominant eerie color of his attire, he was also drenched in red blood.
Her curiosity grew even more towards that mysterious man –'how can such a man jump as high as the height of her room?' 'Why was he residing on their fountain?' Lastly, 'why is he covered in blood?' Such issues troubled her mind thus giving birth to new and unanswered questions. She became more anxious to know who that man could be. Is he a criminal? Is he a soldier? Is he dead?
Seconds turned to minutes and minutes turned to hours, yet the mysterious man did nothing. Instead he sat silently on the humble fountain with his hands wrapped around his torso. He appeared dead as he sits on the fountain motionless.
Suddenly, the man fell on the ground. But there was no voice of reaction, no emotion, no resistance. Her eyes widened as she saw what unexpectedly happened to the man. It hit her that moment that the mysterious man was really injured as he was lying on the ground, unconscious... bleeding – his bleeding that seemed to be the cause of this unravelling mystery.
She started to move on impulse, extending her hand and preparing to run for rescue but...
"Sakura!"
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