Heys! Another Soujiro X Misao fic I decided to put up, but this one was up a loooong time ago, and I took it down because I didn't have time to write it. I decided to put it back up to see if there was anyone who would like it!
This is just the prologue so neither Soujiro or Misao show up, but I hope you guys enjoy it anyways.
Prologue
The loud thumping of her footsteps echoed through the street, but hers weren't the only ones. She was frantic, and her breathing was rapid and shallow while she ran with frenzied and quick footsteps. The ones that followed were slow and steady. His longs strides made it easy for him to follow, and that was exactly what he planned to do.
Thump…Thump…Thump…
His hand gripped a long bladed weapon. The once silver gleaming blade was now rusted over with blood, and it was long enough to drag on the ground. The blade scratched at the earth mercilessly, and all the while it protested with a loud screeching noise.
Thump…Thump…Thump…
Her heart raced as she tried to escape from this fiend. Her legs ached, and her body was tired from over use, but she didn't dare stop or slow down. Her heart raced rapidly, and her breathing deepened even more than before. It was both from fear and fatigue.
Thump…Thump…Thump…
"Someone please help me!" she finally had the sense to scream. The dark houses around them didn't stir, but still she continued to beg. "Anyone, please, help me!" His cold eyes watched her cruelly with a hint of glee, and his footsteps finally began to quicken.
Thump.. Thump.. Thump..
She tried to will herself to move faster, but it seemed to be no use. Her body didn't seem to be able to comply with that urgent demand, and it already took all of her strength to continue at the pace she had already set for herself.
Thump. Thump. Thump.
In desperate attempts, she lunged herself up the stairs and onto a nearby house. Her hands clawed at the door, and her voice screamed out for help. She screamed until her voice was horse, and her eyes spilled over with never ending tears. Her body was on the ground, and it didn't take her long to realize that the footsteps stopped.
Ba-bump. Ba-bump. Ba-bump.
She didn't want to look back to face that cruel smile and the harsh eyes. Instead, she clawed at the door as much as she could, and her voice became even louder and more urgent. She felt like her heart was going to burst out of her chest, and her eyes were blurred by all the tears.
Ba-bump. Ba-bump. Ba-bump.
He didn't move, and, instead, he watched the girl desperately try to get anyone to help her. Twisted amusement ran throughout his entire body, and he just continued to allow it to happen. No one would come, and they both knew it too, but she still tried desperately. This was a deserted street, and all the houses were run down and broken. She still wanted to try.
Thump… Thump…Thump…
He started to slowly walk towards her again. The screeching sound of his blade rang in her ear, and she was sure that this was the end. The sword clanked against the stairs, and she was too frightened to turn around. Her body shook with sobs, and she was helpless to do anything. Her body couldn't move, aside from the frightened shivering, and she tightly closed her eyes just waiting for the moment to come.
"You're very pretty…"
Her face snapped towards the man. His voice was harsh, and those words didn't seem like a compliment at all coming from his mouth. Her gaze landed on his face, and now it looked almost innocent.
Clank!
The sword fell to the ground, and he dropped with it. His dirtied hand came up almost timidly, and he stroked her cheek gently. She was almost fooled by this gentle act. She pressed herself against the wall in a hopeless attempt to put some space between the two, but he just moved forward and pressed his chest against hers even more firmly.
"Are you afraid?"
He asked it as if she shouldn't be. His eyes peered at her curiously, and he cocked his head to the side like he was a child. She knew better than to fall for his trick though. Now that his sword was no longer in his hand, she felt more confident.
Ba-bump. Ba-bump. Ba-bump.
She thrashed about in attempts to get out of his grasp. He just slithered his arms around her waist and pulled her closer. He cooed at her innocently, and he didn't seem to have any trouble in keeping her detained. It didn't matter how much she struggled or thrashed, he just cooed at her as if she was a pet.
Ba-bump. Ba-bump. Ba-bump.
"Let me go!" she screamed. She continued to scream for escape, and she just continued to thrash around even more. The man growled in anger and slammed her against the door. His eyes flashed with anger, and he gripped her arms tightly to the point of pain.
"You deserve punishment."
She gaped at him like she didn't know what he meant. Her struggled stopped, and all she could do was stare. The fear was back at full force, and one hand snaked up to grasp her hair tightly. His once innocent looking face turned into one of a sadistic murderer, which just happens to be exactly what he was.
Ba-bump Ba-bumpBa-bump
A gasp left her lips when a knife was plunged into her stomach. She gasped, and her breath deepened and sped up more than ever before. Sobs left her lips along with whimpers of pain. All the while the man just watched her with malicious eyes. One hand still kept a firm hold of her, but the other reached back to grab his sword. The loud screeching noise was even worse than before because now he was on the ground.
Ba-bump Ba-bump Ba-bump
He still continued to coo at her as she withered in pain against him. A smile of sadistic glee stayed on his face as the hand that once held her moved up to run through her hair.
"Such pretty green eyes…"
Her vision began to fade as she looked at his dirty face. Her face was full of tears, and her body was soaked in blood when he finally pulled the knife out. He pulled back, and he rose onto his feet. The screeching of the sword didn't reach her ears, and she could feel her heart beat begin to slow down.
Ba-bump... Ba-bump... Ba-bump...
Small whimpers of pain still left her lips as she tried to stay awake. She tried to grasp for breath, but it was harder and harder each time. Her eyes never stopped watching the man as he stood, and her body slumped against the door when he had let go.
SHINK!
The only sound that filled the night sky was heavy footsteps and the screeching sword as it dragged onto the ground.
