Ichiro: Awwwww... Why'd you have to write my life story...?
... Cause I felt Like it...
Ichiro: But... Why me Aya...
...Cause I felt Like it...
Ichiro:... I hate you...
... I love you too... Anyways... Chapter 1... Hope this don't suck ass...
Ichiro: It' s awsome.. Don't worry
Yeah.. whatever you say... let the readers Decide...
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Chapter 1
Soft fluffy flakes fluttered down from a dark December sky. The soft, pale, dilluted glow from a full moon weakly illuminated the blood-stained snow that had setteled well before the dawn before last, the cold flakes slowly covering up the bloody imprints that littered the quiet landscape. Here and there,a stray Katana or the odd kunai could be seen stuck in the frozen ground, blood frozen uopn it's blade.
Only a short time ago, the thousands of human corpses scattered across the battlefield once had life, they now lay cold and pale, thier eyes clouded and misty from deaths' cold embrace.
Amongst the masses of dead and decaying bodied sat one loner person, her back agenst a tree, a bloodstained katana clutched in her clawed, bloody hands, the falling snow colecting between two drooping wolf ears. Shining dark brown hair was stained red with human blood, a torn and bloody black kimono flapping in the breeze that carried the sent of death through a nearby forrest.
A howl, a wolfs' howl broke the creepy silence momentarily, It had obviously smelled fresh meat nearby.
Another sound echoed in the silence, footsteps upon the crimson snow. The shillouette of a male demon, his black hair tied up elegantly, swaying in the slight wind. A black kimono that matched his partners' hung on his lightly mucled frame, a katana at his side.
The males dark, steely eyes setteled on the figure of the female that rested agenst the large tree trunk, pitty and loathing etched across his smooth, unlined features. His black tail twithed in suprise at the female stood up, wincing from the effort it took to stand, blood driping from a stomach wound, sheathing her katana after carefully wiping off the excess blood from the blade, her own hands covered in crimson.
The male reached out a hand, his right index finger draging across her cheek, his claws as sharp as any weapon. The fresh gush of blood made the girl shiver, the sent reaching her nose.
" You've done well...," The males deep, cool voice sent another chill down the others spine for a second time"... Shirosenshi... Ichiro.."
Ichiro gave a small bow as he spoke, crimson eyes transfixed on his boots. A small " Thank you.. Shiromirion-sama" came from her lips as he turned on his heel, tail swishing as he spun around and began walking off into the distance, not bothering to look back to his vassel.
Silently, Ichiro stood up, clasping a hand to her stomach in an effort to cease the blood flow coming from her now frail body.
Stray demons began emerging from thier nests, picking through the corpes of the dead humans, occasionally hacking off a limb, sending blood gushing from the severed arm or leg. Several bloody trails lead into the forrest, spreading the after effects of the battle, the stench of death doubling in volume as she continoued to walk, stomach churning.
Another howl rang out into the night. More demons has long sunce joined the brawl over the corpes, Some wanting them for food, others just to show them off.
Her body shook violenty as she sank to her knees,a clawed hand clasped to her mouth as she coughed, more blood pouring from her stomach. Ichiro brough her hand away from her lips and smiled sadly as she saw that it was coated in a layer of blood.
" Wonderful...," She muttered thickly as the word started going black " Gods.. is this the en-" Ichiro fell forward, her face landing upon the snow, her body surounded by a pool of her own blood, another figure standing above her body,his hand in the air.
" Mission complete..." He hissed, eyes gleaming as he stared at her linp body "Lets get this one back to the Master."
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Ichiro: awww that hurt...
I guessed...
Shiromirion: -sighed- Youre such an Idiot, Ichiro..
Ichiro:.. Shut up, Master!
Shiromirion: ... I order you to sh-
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