Damned, Cursed, and Loved
Introduction To The Darkness
Suzuki Usagi made her way home. Her backpack was slung over her right shoulder, her head bowed, round blue eyes on the ground. The sun shone brightly, but she didn't feel very happy. Her classmates ran right past her, laughing. It sounded foreign to Usagi, laughter. Maybe because her world was dark and gloomy without her best friend, Okabi Ami.
Ami had just recently died in a car accident.
It was only in the moment her friend's chest stopped rising in the emergency room that she was hit with the full blow of pain. The next day, she had realized that she had grown so close to Ami, that she didn't have many other friends.
She crossed by an alley way, and decided to cut through it. She's done it a million times before. Why should this time be any different?
For some strange reason, Fate wanted to toy with her a bit more. Because she entered that shortcut at just the right time to get her mixed up with the last thing she wanted.
Danger.
It seemed a lot darker here than usual, but, then again, the sun was setting earlier nowadays. Shadows leaped up around her, but she was too caught up in her own sorrow to notice.
Pounding footsteps made her jerk her head up, but just as she caught a glimpse of dark hair and eyes, she was knocked into her back. It hurt. She gasped in pain, but the figure kept running. As her vision cleared, a girl with long sun-gold hair ran right past her, weilding a long wooden object.
Then she remembered.
The guy that had run past her - yes, it was a guy, he was tall and when she had collided with him, his chest had been flat - she'd just barely caught a glimpse of long, pointed teeth.
A vampire.
Usagi sat on the ground in stunned silence. That girl had been carrying a wooden sword. She wanted to stake the vampire. Images of the boy being killed spun in her head.
Then she screamed.
**
*I know what I saw. He was a vampire.*
Her thoughts were out of control, but for some reason, she wanted to see that girl again. She reminded herself so much of her with her golden hair and blue eyes. Although, Usagi didn't exactly run in alley ways, trying to stake the undead.
*He's a vampire and she's going to kill him.*
That much was obvious. Why else would she chase him? He obviously wasn't an old boyfriend she wanted to kill because of some jealousy game.
*How bad is he? Does he really deserve to die? Or does she just kill ALL vampires?*
That would not be justice. Usagi felt that deep in her heart. That would just be plain cruelty. Her legs were carrying her, but she didn't know where. She trusted on pure instinct and went the way she felt best.
*I can't beleive this. Vampire's aren't real. They just AREN'T. They're not supposed to be. This is impossible.*
Her mind was a 4-way highway, thoughts going every which way, spinning like crazy, making her dizzy. She was confused and nothing made sense but one thing. Find the girl and the vampire and see what the hell was going on.
**
Azaka Minako kept running after the vermin. Her bokken, a special wooden Japanese sword she used, was clutched in her right hand. At any given moment, she could stake a vampire to any side of her.
And right now, she wanted the one in front of her.
He was good. Almost too good. He had shoulder-length black hair that he sometimes wore in a tight ponytail, but usually it fell down in his eyes. It made him look sexy, and that was why most of his victims were women. He would first charm them in his cold way, seduce them, then kill them, drinking the life out of their frail bodies.
It was hard for even her not to admire him. He was smart, sexy, cunning, strong.
But to her, he fell short to the one she truly loved. He was human as well as her, a martial artist. He was the one whom had taught her to fight, the basic style, anyway. She had taught herself after that, and she had to admit, she was pretty damn good, especially considering she had killed almost seven of the damned that day.
This man was her main target. He was a challenge. They played chase just about every day. It sharpened and honed her skills, and he seemed to just enjoy it.
Chang Wufei. His name was Chang Wufei. One of the most deadly of the damned, the most clever. He was of Chinese origin, but that didn't make him any less cursed. Him and his goddamned buddies were equally dangerous, and Minako would kill them all one day.
Chang Wufei was around a few thousand years old. He had the body of a twenty year old, and the mind of the devil. His silky black hair and opaque black eyes were mysterious. It was his eyes, mostly, that drew women to them. Sometimes because he used charms in them, but usually they came on their own, fascinating themselves. He was so dark, brooding, mysterious.
But Minako knew better.
*You're dead, you goddamn parasite,* she thought.
**
He paced by the boathouse. *Where the hell could Wufei be?* he wondered, then sighed, exaperated. *Probably feasting again. Bastard...*
His hair was wispy and a rich chesnut brown. His eyes were a deep shade of lavender, and girls found him endearing and sexy.
No one knew he was a werewolf. No human, that was. Correction, HARDLY a human. That one girl Wufei loved to play Chase with knew. She was kind of cute, but not suitable for him.
Gods, he wanted a girl. Not just any girl. She had to be strong in spirit, lonely so he could cheer her up, beautiful on the inside and out. One of those "rare" women.
He licked his lips in anticipation, already thinking how he would make her his when the time came. Werewolves had a special way of doing that. The extent of it was how it was determined whether she just like you, go out with you, be engaged with you, or mate with you. If the process went uninterrupted, mating would be the way to go if he really wanted to keep her.
His sensitive ears picked up some running sounds. Wufei and the girl were back. And Wufei was obviously winning his little game. He smirked, shaking his head. Without so much as a creak, he slipped back inside the boathouse so as not to sidetrack Wufei from his fun.
**
Usagi looked at her surroundings. She was deep in some woods, but although the scenery was peaceful, the silence was disturbing. Then it hit her. There were no sounds of wildlife. Just dead silence. As if all the animals had been killed off.
Maybe they had. The very thought made her shudder.
Something made her look down, and her throat closed. A sour taste filled her mouth, and she felt sick. At her feet was a dead baby. A human baby. Slowly, she knelt by it. She wasn't positive, because the body had been torn to shreds, but she thought it had been a girl. She touched her blood-matted hair, and underneath the drying crusty red stuff was fine bright red hair, silky and pleasing to touch. Tears swam in her eyes, and she wondered if the vampire did this. At the same time, she wondered if there were more than just vampires creaping around. What about shapeshifters? Magic-users? Were any of them good, like the past heroin Sailor Moon and her Sailor Senshi?
There was a dull crack, and she crumpled to the ground. The back of her head throbbed in pain, and she realized someone had intentionally hit her. She tried to see who it was, but she only got a pair of golden eyes before she passed out.
~~
Short, but I hope it was good. More to come soon. Trust me, I'm exploding with ideas, but today it snowed and school's canceled, so I'm gonna go roll around in the snow before it melts! Ja ne!
Introduction To The Darkness
Suzuki Usagi made her way home. Her backpack was slung over her right shoulder, her head bowed, round blue eyes on the ground. The sun shone brightly, but she didn't feel very happy. Her classmates ran right past her, laughing. It sounded foreign to Usagi, laughter. Maybe because her world was dark and gloomy without her best friend, Okabi Ami.
Ami had just recently died in a car accident.
It was only in the moment her friend's chest stopped rising in the emergency room that she was hit with the full blow of pain. The next day, she had realized that she had grown so close to Ami, that she didn't have many other friends.
She crossed by an alley way, and decided to cut through it. She's done it a million times before. Why should this time be any different?
For some strange reason, Fate wanted to toy with her a bit more. Because she entered that shortcut at just the right time to get her mixed up with the last thing she wanted.
Danger.
It seemed a lot darker here than usual, but, then again, the sun was setting earlier nowadays. Shadows leaped up around her, but she was too caught up in her own sorrow to notice.
Pounding footsteps made her jerk her head up, but just as she caught a glimpse of dark hair and eyes, she was knocked into her back. It hurt. She gasped in pain, but the figure kept running. As her vision cleared, a girl with long sun-gold hair ran right past her, weilding a long wooden object.
Then she remembered.
The guy that had run past her - yes, it was a guy, he was tall and when she had collided with him, his chest had been flat - she'd just barely caught a glimpse of long, pointed teeth.
A vampire.
Usagi sat on the ground in stunned silence. That girl had been carrying a wooden sword. She wanted to stake the vampire. Images of the boy being killed spun in her head.
Then she screamed.
**
*I know what I saw. He was a vampire.*
Her thoughts were out of control, but for some reason, she wanted to see that girl again. She reminded herself so much of her with her golden hair and blue eyes. Although, Usagi didn't exactly run in alley ways, trying to stake the undead.
*He's a vampire and she's going to kill him.*
That much was obvious. Why else would she chase him? He obviously wasn't an old boyfriend she wanted to kill because of some jealousy game.
*How bad is he? Does he really deserve to die? Or does she just kill ALL vampires?*
That would not be justice. Usagi felt that deep in her heart. That would just be plain cruelty. Her legs were carrying her, but she didn't know where. She trusted on pure instinct and went the way she felt best.
*I can't beleive this. Vampire's aren't real. They just AREN'T. They're not supposed to be. This is impossible.*
Her mind was a 4-way highway, thoughts going every which way, spinning like crazy, making her dizzy. She was confused and nothing made sense but one thing. Find the girl and the vampire and see what the hell was going on.
**
Azaka Minako kept running after the vermin. Her bokken, a special wooden Japanese sword she used, was clutched in her right hand. At any given moment, she could stake a vampire to any side of her.
And right now, she wanted the one in front of her.
He was good. Almost too good. He had shoulder-length black hair that he sometimes wore in a tight ponytail, but usually it fell down in his eyes. It made him look sexy, and that was why most of his victims were women. He would first charm them in his cold way, seduce them, then kill them, drinking the life out of their frail bodies.
It was hard for even her not to admire him. He was smart, sexy, cunning, strong.
But to her, he fell short to the one she truly loved. He was human as well as her, a martial artist. He was the one whom had taught her to fight, the basic style, anyway. She had taught herself after that, and she had to admit, she was pretty damn good, especially considering she had killed almost seven of the damned that day.
This man was her main target. He was a challenge. They played chase just about every day. It sharpened and honed her skills, and he seemed to just enjoy it.
Chang Wufei. His name was Chang Wufei. One of the most deadly of the damned, the most clever. He was of Chinese origin, but that didn't make him any less cursed. Him and his goddamned buddies were equally dangerous, and Minako would kill them all one day.
Chang Wufei was around a few thousand years old. He had the body of a twenty year old, and the mind of the devil. His silky black hair and opaque black eyes were mysterious. It was his eyes, mostly, that drew women to them. Sometimes because he used charms in them, but usually they came on their own, fascinating themselves. He was so dark, brooding, mysterious.
But Minako knew better.
*You're dead, you goddamn parasite,* she thought.
**
He paced by the boathouse. *Where the hell could Wufei be?* he wondered, then sighed, exaperated. *Probably feasting again. Bastard...*
His hair was wispy and a rich chesnut brown. His eyes were a deep shade of lavender, and girls found him endearing and sexy.
No one knew he was a werewolf. No human, that was. Correction, HARDLY a human. That one girl Wufei loved to play Chase with knew. She was kind of cute, but not suitable for him.
Gods, he wanted a girl. Not just any girl. She had to be strong in spirit, lonely so he could cheer her up, beautiful on the inside and out. One of those "rare" women.
He licked his lips in anticipation, already thinking how he would make her his when the time came. Werewolves had a special way of doing that. The extent of it was how it was determined whether she just like you, go out with you, be engaged with you, or mate with you. If the process went uninterrupted, mating would be the way to go if he really wanted to keep her.
His sensitive ears picked up some running sounds. Wufei and the girl were back. And Wufei was obviously winning his little game. He smirked, shaking his head. Without so much as a creak, he slipped back inside the boathouse so as not to sidetrack Wufei from his fun.
**
Usagi looked at her surroundings. She was deep in some woods, but although the scenery was peaceful, the silence was disturbing. Then it hit her. There were no sounds of wildlife. Just dead silence. As if all the animals had been killed off.
Maybe they had. The very thought made her shudder.
Something made her look down, and her throat closed. A sour taste filled her mouth, and she felt sick. At her feet was a dead baby. A human baby. Slowly, she knelt by it. She wasn't positive, because the body had been torn to shreds, but she thought it had been a girl. She touched her blood-matted hair, and underneath the drying crusty red stuff was fine bright red hair, silky and pleasing to touch. Tears swam in her eyes, and she wondered if the vampire did this. At the same time, she wondered if there were more than just vampires creaping around. What about shapeshifters? Magic-users? Were any of them good, like the past heroin Sailor Moon and her Sailor Senshi?
There was a dull crack, and she crumpled to the ground. The back of her head throbbed in pain, and she realized someone had intentionally hit her. She tried to see who it was, but she only got a pair of golden eyes before she passed out.
~~
Short, but I hope it was good. More to come soon. Trust me, I'm exploding with ideas, but today it snowed and school's canceled, so I'm gonna go roll around in the snow before it melts! Ja ne!