Disclaimer: I don't own yyh I do own my computer. I can write nasty stuff
about the owners. Hehehehe
A/N- I have not seen the whole tale of yyh (damn those cartoonnetwork bastards for canceling it) and I don't quite know the spelling for some of the Japanese stuff in here so if you guys would help me a little then that would be great. Also, this is my first fic so be nice.
There was nothing left. The beautiful trees, so full of life and chatter were now but ashes on the ground. The inviting buildings of the village were splashed with blood, the lively and inviting fields were now dark and foreboding. Nothing lived, nothing stirred. Not even the little girl who stood silently, and alone. The wind stirred up, sending strands of dirty-blonde hair into the face of the young child. Rain fell, wetting her bloody face. A single tear fell down her cheek, mixing with blood and rain it fell the ground, landing upon the burnt face of a body that no longer breathed. The girl sank to her knees, saying nothing, and crying no more. Nothing phased her, not the stench of rotting bodies that had been her friends or family, nor the faint footsteps of them getting ever closer. The girl wrose her head, and in her dark eyes the thirst for vengeance flickered to life, a fire that would grow and consume her whole body until she felt the blood of her tormentors on her bare hands. Nothing would stop her from revenge. Anything and anybody in her way would be terminated. Yet even as she stood and walked away towards the enemy, part of her heart burned with the town. An unquenchable pain would forever chew away at her soul until nothing was left. The rain came down harder.
Yaya, don't be pissed. Just r&r and tell me if you think that I should continue on with this. (the little girl all grown up & hiei). Also ideas are welcome.
A/N- I have not seen the whole tale of yyh (damn those cartoonnetwork bastards for canceling it) and I don't quite know the spelling for some of the Japanese stuff in here so if you guys would help me a little then that would be great. Also, this is my first fic so be nice.
There was nothing left. The beautiful trees, so full of life and chatter were now but ashes on the ground. The inviting buildings of the village were splashed with blood, the lively and inviting fields were now dark and foreboding. Nothing lived, nothing stirred. Not even the little girl who stood silently, and alone. The wind stirred up, sending strands of dirty-blonde hair into the face of the young child. Rain fell, wetting her bloody face. A single tear fell down her cheek, mixing with blood and rain it fell the ground, landing upon the burnt face of a body that no longer breathed. The girl sank to her knees, saying nothing, and crying no more. Nothing phased her, not the stench of rotting bodies that had been her friends or family, nor the faint footsteps of them getting ever closer. The girl wrose her head, and in her dark eyes the thirst for vengeance flickered to life, a fire that would grow and consume her whole body until she felt the blood of her tormentors on her bare hands. Nothing would stop her from revenge. Anything and anybody in her way would be terminated. Yet even as she stood and walked away towards the enemy, part of her heart burned with the town. An unquenchable pain would forever chew away at her soul until nothing was left. The rain came down harder.
Yaya, don't be pissed. Just r&r and tell me if you think that I should continue on with this. (the little girl all grown up & hiei). Also ideas are welcome.