DISCLAIMER: I do not own Hell Girl is an anime series produced by Aniplex and Studio Deen. However, I do own this Plot and these OC's- Renata (the younger sister) and Naira (the older sister).

Part One: Contract

Laughter filled the empty halls that drifted from the open classroom doors, trailing down the hallways my cream uniform skirt fluttered around my slender thighs and the cute grey over the knee socks hugged my calves, I adored the little black bow that decorated each side. Gentle clattering of my heals against the wooden flooring filled the hallway as I walked and my long dark brown hair flowed behind me, secured in a small crimson ribbon. The matching cream blazer I wore as part of the uniform hugged my curves, displaying my lightly curved chest, and I fiddled with the silk ribbon that was tied underneath my collar.

Glancing around me, my golden eyes paused at the last door down the corridor, it was slightly ajar and artificial light spilled forth onto the floor from the art room. Low murmurs filtered from the room, but mainly it was quite inside, the only noise was the gently scratching of a pencil and the sound of running water as someone cleaned their pallet or paintbrush. Rustling of paper filled the air, as all the notebooks were closed at the same time, obviously from the teacher's instructions. Leaning against the wall I waited, doing nothing in particular.

Catching a strand of my dark hair in my fingertips I watched the fake light from the overhead light turn my hair a mottled shade of black when really it was more like rich dark chocolate, my pale fingers ran through my silky hair and I let it fall back behind me, brushing against my lower back. Turning my head I watched as the students began to file out the classroom in a matching uniform, most of the girls were gossiping and the boys laughing, but I noticed a lot of them paused to stare at me. Running their eyes over my slender frame, some of the guy even wolf whistled, I sighed in annoyance at their antics after all I was three years older than them.

Placing my right hand in my pocket I curled my fingers around the small figurine, the metal cool to my touch, I was hoping she was going to like it. Only because it had taken me months to track something down like this in the shops, on impulse I had bought it today even though it had cost more than I earn in a single week. But if it made her happy I was more than willing to use my entire month's pay to see her smile once again. Her smiles had recently become too far in between as if nothing brought her joy anymore, even now she cringed at the sight of an art book, when once it had been her true joy.

Silence descended as my sister walked out of the classroom, her caramel locks fell just past her shoulder blades, I watched with a small smile as she shoved a chunk of her fringe out of her eyes. She was placing her art book in her brown leather shoulder bag and had yet to look up and see me, so I pushed myself up from the wall and turned so I was standing directly in front of her. Her shoulders tensed as she realised someone was baring her way, she drew back quickly and that caused me to frown, perhaps people did this to her cruelly.

I straightened up, throwing an angry look around me at the students who lingered around staring at my sister. "Renata?" I said her name like a question so she knew it was me, and not one of the girls that mingled halfway down the corridor staring at my sister with a cruel expression on her face.

My sister's head snapped up at her name and my familiar voice her caramel coloured hair bouncing around her as she looked up. Her milk chocolate coloured eyes glanced up at me, filled with fear and something else pain at me being here, no that wasn't it. Someone laughed near us and her shoulders began to tense, "Let's go!" she said as she hurried past.

Her fingers curled around the strap of her shoulder bag tight enough that her fingertips had turned white she was that tense. Reaching out I caught a fist full of the same cream jacket that I wore, forcing her to a stop, "I got you something." I said with a smile my pink lips turning up in a smile as she glanced over her shoulder to look at me.

"What is it?" her voice was filled with curiosity as I reached into my pocket and pulled out the small silver charm, about the size of my hand, her chocolate eyes widened in excitement and half a smile graced her lips. "A scythe." She said in excitement as she picked the little weapon up from my hand with her fingers.

Her gaze looked at it, staring at the detail of every curlicue on the rod of the scythe and the sharp edge of the blade, it dangled from a key ring and I watched in satisfaction as she fiddled with the ring to slide it onto her zipper of the bag. Murmuring filled the hall but I ignored them as I took her hand, pulling her down the hallway, while glaring at every one of them as they whispered behind their hands and looked at my sister condescendingly.

"What haven't they ever seen a nice sister before?" I asked sarcastically and froze in surprise as my sister responded to my rhetorical question.

"They aren't staring at you." My sister said as we left the classroom and made our way out into the sunshine, my long dark chocolate hair glimmered through with gold and her caramel coloured hair burned like burnished gold, "They all think I'm a freak because I like to draw and watch anime."

I paused, the light breeze ruffling my short skirt around my tanned thighs and my long hair billowed around me, "What did you just say?" my voice had turned to ice, I swore my tone could cut through metal.

My sister hunched her small shoulders, curling into her small frame, she wouldn't look at me, but then I realised it's not because she wouldn't it's because she was too ashamed to look at me. Thinking that I would care that people thought she was weird. Reaching for her elbow, I looped our arms together and began to half march her down the cobblestone path, leading to the gates of the school. Only pausing in my stride when I noticed the same four girls that had laughed when we walked past standing at the gates and staring at us; no not us, just my sister.

My golden eyes narrowed as we neared them as I felt my sister tense beside me, one of the girls had a cruel smirk on her face her ice blue eyes glittered and her blonde hair was in perfect ringlets, I didn't know her name because Renata never spoke about any of her classmates, and now I realised why. The other three girls shivered under my hard gaze, they all looked similar, though they all had different hair colours and eyes, but I narrowed my eyes at the obvious ring leader. The girl that stood in the middle, her arms crossed beneath her miniscule chest.

My sister's chocolate eyes averted from her and stared at her dark scuffed boots but I turned my piercing gold gaze to hers, glaring at her the whole while. Never pausing as I walked past her, my movements graceful as I pulled my sister through the gates and I didn't turn back once to look at the girl to let her know that I had already forgotten she was there, after all I didn't want to give her the satisfaction of knowing that I was obviously worried for my sister because that would only lend her fuel for the fire to torture my sister further.

Later That Night

Whimpers of pain caught my attention and I froze outside her door when I realised it was Renata. Throwing the door open I froze in horror as I watched her lift a knife, placing at her chest; she had ripped open her skirt. Lunging forward I knocked the knife away, listening to it clatter to the ground harmlessly as I pulled her into my embrace. Crushing her slender frame against my chest I held her close, running my fingers through her hair, muttering consoling things to her, but wondering if she even heard me at all.

Her fingers clutched at my shoulders and she trembled in my embrace, "I'm sorry Naira." She sobbed into my shirt, her tears staining the starch white fabric.

"Please don't ever do that again." I said though holding back my fury so she didn't feel any worse, she pulled away from my embrace, nodding her head slightly but refusing to meet my gaze.

Kneeling I picked up the knife, clutching the hilt in my fist standing to my feet slowly I left her room, noticing the way her chocolate coloured eyes followed the gleaming blade I held. Her eyes stared at me unseeing as I exited her room, only closing the door slightly, so that a small sliver of light fell across the hallway so I would know if she had come or gone if I happened to glance at it and notice a bigger or smaller sliver of light spilling onto the dark carpet. Walking to the kitchen I placed the knife back on the rack, leaning against the kitchen counter.

I pondered what to do and my mind drifted to the site my friend had told me about the one she had never been able to access, Hell's Correspondence.

Glancing at the clock sitting on the fridge I watched at the numbers flicked to 11.59PM, without thinking I sat down at the office desk set up opposite the kitchen and moved the mouse, relived that we had forgotten to turn it off for that night. The light from the computer only illuminated the immediate area around me and didn't even reach the entrance of the hallway. Pulling up the web browser I typed in Hell's Correspondence. I watched as the rainbow wheel appeared on the screen, biting my nails I glanced back up at the clock as the numbers turned to 12.00PM.

Staring at the screen I sighed in relief as a single flame burned against a black background, with simple white block letter the words were displayed on the screen as well, I will exact your revenge! There was a moment as the flame went out and then a new screen appeared; a small white empty box appeared with a cursor winking in and out of existence; perhaps that was where I wrote their names. Flickering my eyes up I stared at the words above the box; in slender white text: Your bitterness, I will dispel!

With trembling fingers I moved the mouse and clicked over the white box and my fingers hovering over the keyboard, I paused when I realised I didn't know their names but then I thought for a moment and then began to type my fingers flying over the keys in my haste:

The four girls making my sister's life hell!

Pausing with the arrow over the ENTER I clicked it, watching as the screen went blank. Getting up from the seat I moved on wobbly legs, unbelieving that I had just done that. Leaving behind the dark of the kitchen I stumbled into the bathroom, pulling of my uniform and standing in nothing but my underwear, my breath coming in rasping gasps and my heart beat thudded against my chest, the noise filling my ears. Leaning my head close the tap, I turned the faucet on, splashing cold water onto my cheeks, trying to cool down my burning skin; it felt like I was on fire.

Lifting my head I froze as a girls' face hovered behind me in the mirror, whirling around my dark hair flew around me and she was still there, her long black hair moving in an invisible breeze as she stared at me with those unnatural crimson coloured eyes, her pink lips pulled up in a smile. Her pale skin glowed in the half light as she watched me, I opened my mouth and no noise came out I was frozen in surprise just staring at her, not even concerned about the fact I was only clad in a creamy lace bra and undies.

"I am Ai Enma." Her fringe stirred along her brow as she looked at me, I noticed she wore something resembling a uniform; she was also about the same age as my sister.

"Hell Girl." I whispered my voice quite as I stared at her, surprised that I didn't have to wait like everyone else.

"You have summoned me. Take this," she reached out a pale hand, a blue stray doll rested in her fingers with a single scarlet threat tied around its throat, reaching for the doll I took it as she continued, "If you really wish to take revenge, you may pull the scarlet thread. You make a covenant with me as you pull the scarlet thread, the recipient of your revenge will be ferried straightaway into Hell. However, once the revenge is dealt, you are required to pay the compensation."

I lifted my strange golden eyes to her equally eerie crimson ones and noticed the two people that stood behind her, watching me curiously. A very beautiful woman clad in a flowered kimono watched me, her frame was practically skeletal, and from her appearance I was able to deduce that she was very skilled at seducing men in strange alluring ways. A secret part of me wished that one day I may be able to do that.

The other person captured my attention, he was handsome, with long black hair that was messy upon his brow and fell into his strange green eyes, though one was completely obscured, and something whispered to me that because of what he was he may only have one eye. His strange pendant around his neck captured my attention as it winked in the light, his own eyes roamed over my scantily clad body and a faint blush stained my cheeks

"Two graves will appear as you curse a person." My head snapped up as she finished realizing that I too would end up in Hell. Her crimson eyes never left mine as I curled my fingers around the thread, snapping my golden eyes up I stared at her knowing my eyes had become like liquid fire.

"You know, my true Hell is watching my sister attempt to kill herself and despise her life, so…" I paused as I pulled the thread hearing a males voice whisper through my mind You're grievance shall be avenged, "I choose to go to Hell for the sake of my sister's happiness."

Ai's eyes widened in surprise as I pulled the thread in front of her and even the man's eyes sparkled at me as I stood there looking at my empty hand, wondering where the voodoo doll had gone. Emerald eyes blazed into my gold ones as I realized the strange man had appeared in front of me, he was close enough I was able to feel his warmth. Slowly he tugged the thread from my grasp and lightly wrapped it around my left wrists, looping it twice before he tied it into a bow.

Dropping my wrist, heat spread where his fingers had touched me I began to fall, as darkness pulled at my conscious sending me under…

READ & REVIEW: What do you think of the plot line, I'm not sure if I'm going to make this a two-shot or a three-shot but I am definitely including her being able to terrorise the girls that had pushed her sister enough for her to want to attempt to commit suicide.

Please review, I want to know if you want to know the end… and don't be shy to let me know if you think I rushed it because I typed this up in an hour and a half, but I have been thinking about this plotline for a while.

This story is dedicated to my own sister, TheEmoPrincess!