The air was eeriely calm. The clouds blocked the sun's usually happy
rays, and there wasn't a breeze brushing gently past the green leaves
of the trees. Not a sign of trouble in sight. Nothing. Or so it would
seem to the normal eye. To a vampire, to the Guardian, she saw all that
went unseen.
Below where she perched on a tree limb frantically ran a solitary
figure. It was vaguely female, but seemed somehow to be something
else...
The figure ran until she found herself at a fork in the path. She
stopped, hesitating. That was all the time needed for the Guardian.
Her golden eyes flashed as the world took on a different look... it
was the world of the Shinma. She held forth her palm. A small flame
burst into liveliness several inches above it.
"Shinma! I call you to the dark!" called the Guardian.
The flame burst out of her hand and flew toward the Shinma, engulfing
it's body. The Shinma cried out in agony, as the pain of her fate came
rushing to. She disappeared from the world.
A blue-cloaked figure suddenly appeared next to Miyu. The purplish-
pink skied world faded back to the real world... the human world.
"Miyu? Are you done?" he asked.
"Hai," replied the Guardian flatly. "But I believe something else is
wrong. The wind whispers so... I shall need you later Larvae."
A pink bunny, with a lazy ear lopped over it's left eye appeared on
Miyu's shoulder. "Miyu... something is wrong."
"Arigato Shinna... I believe I will need your help later."
Shinna nodded, noticing the serious look on Miyu's face. He
disappeared in a phantom mist. Miyu lighted from the treebranch and
set foot on the park path. Her silky white clothing and red-bow
vanished, replaced with a school-uniform and bookbag. She turned and
began to walk out of the park, fading into the shadows as she did so.
Early the next morning, bells rang from the city high-school. It was
time for homeroom to start. The conversations found amongst classmates
in room B3 slowly died off as the sensei entered the room and called
them to attention.
Miyu stole a glance at her three friends as the teacher droned on about
history. Friends. It was a first for Miyu. It almost made her feel
normal, as she often wished she were. She almost felt a chuckle rise
in her throat as she observed Chisato's ritual morning nap.
Unbenownst to any of the class, however, a dark figure watched from the
window. He was a chameleon. Even if somebody was looking directly at
him, they would only see the outside world. Being a Shinma had its
distinct advantages. If anyone had seen the evil grin the figure gave,
they would definitely have shrieked in abject terror... he flickered
his blood-red eyes and lept backwards from the third-story classroom,
blending into the surrounding area...
Miyu's eyes darted toward the window as the familiar feeling of a
Shinma's presence washed over her. Her eyes flashed to their golden
color before fading back to their subtle brown. She frowned.
"Miyu? Doushite?" asked Chisato sleepily.
"It's nothing," replied Miyu, still watching the window. The corner
of her mouth perked up in a smirk. "Nothing at all." 'Finally,' she
thought, 'a challenge...'
rays, and there wasn't a breeze brushing gently past the green leaves
of the trees. Not a sign of trouble in sight. Nothing. Or so it would
seem to the normal eye. To a vampire, to the Guardian, she saw all that
went unseen.
Below where she perched on a tree limb frantically ran a solitary
figure. It was vaguely female, but seemed somehow to be something
else...
The figure ran until she found herself at a fork in the path. She
stopped, hesitating. That was all the time needed for the Guardian.
Her golden eyes flashed as the world took on a different look... it
was the world of the Shinma. She held forth her palm. A small flame
burst into liveliness several inches above it.
"Shinma! I call you to the dark!" called the Guardian.
The flame burst out of her hand and flew toward the Shinma, engulfing
it's body. The Shinma cried out in agony, as the pain of her fate came
rushing to. She disappeared from the world.
A blue-cloaked figure suddenly appeared next to Miyu. The purplish-
pink skied world faded back to the real world... the human world.
"Miyu? Are you done?" he asked.
"Hai," replied the Guardian flatly. "But I believe something else is
wrong. The wind whispers so... I shall need you later Larvae."
A pink bunny, with a lazy ear lopped over it's left eye appeared on
Miyu's shoulder. "Miyu... something is wrong."
"Arigato Shinna... I believe I will need your help later."
Shinna nodded, noticing the serious look on Miyu's face. He
disappeared in a phantom mist. Miyu lighted from the treebranch and
set foot on the park path. Her silky white clothing and red-bow
vanished, replaced with a school-uniform and bookbag. She turned and
began to walk out of the park, fading into the shadows as she did so.
Early the next morning, bells rang from the city high-school. It was
time for homeroom to start. The conversations found amongst classmates
in room B3 slowly died off as the sensei entered the room and called
them to attention.
Miyu stole a glance at her three friends as the teacher droned on about
history. Friends. It was a first for Miyu. It almost made her feel
normal, as she often wished she were. She almost felt a chuckle rise
in her throat as she observed Chisato's ritual morning nap.
Unbenownst to any of the class, however, a dark figure watched from the
window. He was a chameleon. Even if somebody was looking directly at
him, they would only see the outside world. Being a Shinma had its
distinct advantages. If anyone had seen the evil grin the figure gave,
they would definitely have shrieked in abject terror... he flickered
his blood-red eyes and lept backwards from the third-story classroom,
blending into the surrounding area...
Miyu's eyes darted toward the window as the familiar feeling of a
Shinma's presence washed over her. Her eyes flashed to their golden
color before fading back to their subtle brown. She frowned.
"Miyu? Doushite?" asked Chisato sleepily.
"It's nothing," replied Miyu, still watching the window. The corner
of her mouth perked up in a smirk. "Nothing at all." 'Finally,' she
thought, 'a challenge...'