Hello! My name is Myoki Fellows. I live with my mom and two brothers in a suburban town. My friends live nearby me, and the school is about a quarter of a mile away. My friends all admire my long silky dark brown hair, which I normally keep tied up in a bun, or braid. I'll be turning 16 this summer, and that makes me the youngest of my group of friends, although I'm the middle child at home.
Before, my life was about going to school, playing video games on the internet and chatting with friends, but now, thanks to a sudden change in my life, I've found more important things to do.
This is my story. I learned a lot about myself and feel that I've grown stronger and more aware of myself. Yeah, I know, sounds so lame, but it's true. I never imagined the crap I would go through. I thought my troubles were done when I finished my final exams at school and had the summer to myself, but I was far off. It all began one morning, the first Monday of summer vacation....
It's a gorgeous, clear Monday morning, only THIS time, NO SCHOOL!! Myoki wakes up and stretches out. She had slept in; it's already noon. She smells something weird and sniffs around, only to discover her own odor... ew... She thinks to herself "better take a shower...ew...." and drudged to the bathroom. As she lathers and rinses, she hears something..THUMP.. She looks around the bathroom, searching the walls for a possible cause...not sure what it could be..THUMP.. "what is that??" Myoki is home alone; her brothers went out to play basketball and whatnot. She knew one of her family members couldn't be doing it so what could it be she wonders? "hmmm. well, I'm busy, the boogie man can wait until i get the stink off me." she says to herself as she continues to scrub and lather. She rinses off, and gets dressed in her favorite T-shirt and jeans then goes downstairs. She inches downstairs, her eyes darting from wall to crook, looking for the source of the thump. THUMP!! "EEP!" she yelps. Myoki slaps her mouth and looks around you house. Everything is in it's place. Nothing should be falling down....repeatedly.
She carefully crept down the stairs, her arms against the wall like a fugitive trying to escape a prison. She reaches the bottom of the stairs and snaps her head around quickly to find something out of place. She finds nothing and tiptoes around the house, "Ok, maybe, my imagination is just running wild here... there's definitely nothing in the house.." Myoki quietly walks over to the window and leans over very slowly. She lifts the curtain with careful precision and suddenlyTHUBUMP "EEEK!" She scrambled away and start to run back up the stairs, but then stops. "This is MYOKI FELLOWS'S house, no stupid boogie man-chipmunk hybrid is going to ME" she protests to herself ."But then again, I don't know what it is...." She looks to window nervously and back to the stairs. She presses her fingertips together and thinks. She gets an idea and throws her fist up, "I'll go hide upstairs with a bat!" She smacks herself and faces the window with a renewed determination. She stands, holding a fist up, teeth gritted, and stands on the stairs and waits for the sound again. It's been a full five minutes, and the sound has not been repeated. Even though Myoki knew it was stupid (from horror movies of course), she went downstairs, intending to go outside to see what was making that sound. She put her tennis shoes on and crept to the front door. She jerked the door open just enough to see the outside and allowed her eyes to quickly dart from side to side, sweeping over the front lawn, scanning for abnormalities. Nothing. Myoki opened the door a little more to get a better look... but still.... nothing... "what in the WORLD was making that sound!?!?!" She inched outside, and carefully ventured to the side of your house, not letting a sngle leaf nor twig escape her hawk eyes.
"Hmm... the Tiger Lilies are looking really nice today.. fine, maybe it was the neighbor's Shih Tzu. But that little furball is too small to make THAT big a sound....Hmm..." she thinks to herself. She rubs her chin thoughfully and studies the side of the house. THUMP Myoki's hair stands on end. She clenchs her fists and holds her breath. "What did Jackie Chan do in that one movie?!" she frantically searched her mind for every martial arts movie she'd ever seen. She shakily turns around to meet a large, silver demon on its haunches. Its massive, stubby legs, ending in razor clawed feet gently sliced the ground beneath it. "erm......hello.......what lovely fangs you have....Mr. Demon, sir..." The demon opens its wide, square jaws, lined with razor teeth dripping with acidic saliva. A low sound reverberates deeply as it speaks to her, "He wan tsoka kye pof hata!!!". Myoki "uh.... sorry.... I don't speak monster...." It snarls and snaps forward, acidic saliva drips and sizzles, she flinches and takes a step backwards. It gets on its haunches and lets out a low growl. "I could really use one of those miracles about now..." The huge beast's claws dig into the ground and suddenly retract. It lunges forward at Myoki, swinging it's weight to its chest and roaring loudly. She screams and covers her head. She cringed, but nothing happens. Myoki peeked through her arms, and sees the monster.... dead? "Weirdness... whew... well, at least I get to live to see my 16th birthday, that's always nice." The beast twitches painfully and wriggles on the ground. Myoki steps backward cautiously, staring at the beast in utter amazement Myoki hears a sound from the giant carcass and jumps, watching the corpse in painful anticipation. A man jumps out from behind the huge carcass and lands in front of it with an amazing, ghost-like grace. He brushes his strikingly deep blue hair back with his hand. He wears a black trench coat, black pants covered in leather straps and steel tipped boots. The man catches a glance at Myoki and smiles contentedly . He looks at you and asks smoothly, "Are you Myoki Fellows?"