The crisp night air was unusually still. It was silent, even the owls refused to sound their call. The sky was clear and the full moon was bleeding red, its blood color glaring down on the land. There was a woman, her eyes were the same color as the moon; iris and all. Long gold hair swayed with her movements. Two fur covered tails twitched wildly behind her, an orange flame danced at the tips of them. Her slim form moved gracefully through the forest, her eyes focusing on something only she could see.
Fire, fire burning bright, burning everything and this wasn't a fire that she could control. Destruction, death, screams of her kin filled the thick air. Blood stained the once green and flower covered ground. Huts were set alight, demon children who could barely walk tried to escape, only to be captured in the end. These gruesome scenes were set on repeat in her mind. It was all she could see. She could no longer feel emotions as a result of the flashbacks she was cursed with. If she decided to feel, then she would be consumed with centuries worth of pent up anger, resentment, pain, and guilt.
Unlike other demons, who hated humans, she envied them. Why did they get such an easy life? How is it that they could live to the fullest in the short time they have been given, and she could hardly stand to take another breath? Why couldn't she have just died with the others? The sky started to grow lighter. She looked up at the blood moon to see it begin to disappear under the light of the rising sun. She watched the sun rise with a small smile on her lips. A new dawn.
The moon which was stained with blood of those who were wrongly slaughtered would disappear for another hundred years. She would be free of those flashbacks, for another hundred years. Once the moon could no longer be seen, the demoness was engulfed by flames. When the fire that surrounded her dispersed, a small neko was reveled in place of the woman. She blinked her large ruby eyes; her ears swiveled to catch the sounds of birds that had just began to sing their morning song. "Kirara!" A familiar feminine voice called. The neko mewed and ran towards the direction of her human companion's voice.