Blood Stains
Prologue
Tap, tap, SLASH, tap, tap, SLASH…
Before me stood two figures battling each other, gracefully and intently. Snarls and growls emitted from both chests of the battlers. One fought for my life, the other for my death. And here I sat in the corner, helpless.
Our surroundings were mixed memories of happier times and of the dark present. My school cafeteria. The gothic ceiling high above, with tall window colored glass stood now, shattered. The remains of the window were spread throughout the large room, one of them was in my leg. I winced when trying to move the leg, feeling crimson liquid leave my body and pool on the stone floor. I did what I would never do. I cried.
I didn't cry because of the pain, or knowing I was probably going to die. I cried because I knew that HE was going to die. The one that protected me, the one who loved me, large forehead and all. And now here he was, battling my predator, fighting for my life. My hand gripped around the only thing giving me a tiny piece of hope. His necklace. I slowly raised my arm to look at it, noticing I had a cut on the inside of my hand as well. A beautiful raven had it large black wings encircled around the gem of blood color. My own blood had stained it, tainting the raven.
I smiled, knowing that if we make it out of this, my blood stains would always be on the necklace. Which in some weird way meant, I would always be with him, even if I really wasn't.
So I lifted my head, shivering from the blood falling from my now matted head, to look at the battle between good and evil. It's when I saw him fall on the cold floor with blood circling around him fast, I screamed.
"SASUKE!"