Whee hee hee I'm back, but this time this is a contest entry for Demented Insane Spirits fan fiction contest YAY!
This is my first time entering a fan fiction contest I'll try to do my best and hopefully get it done by the deadline (XX)
Oh yes as for pairing go this is one is quite a rather interesting one try and guess from this chappie who it is (n.n)
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ok, in my bio one of my goals was try to make something that would help someone in some way so I thought why not with this fanfic? I was extremely happy when I found out Shattered did that exact thing, so I hope that this fiction will also console or help anyone or give a new perspective on something. And PLEASE criticize be it bad or good, ok? Thank you very muchP.S. special thank you to talentless, if we haven't had that conversation and recieved you're very lengthful review (n.n;;) I would have never gotten enough strength to do something like this again, thank you.
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Amane….
That was her name…Amane. How long has it been? It feels like it never happen and Amane was nothing but a dream from long ago but she wasn't….she was my sister….Amane….she wasn't a dream….no….just a fading memory that even to this day filled my being with a painful loneliness regret and guilt….
Amane….
Tears sting my eyes suddenly, burning them, leaving a hot trail down my face. It still hurts; after all of this time it still hurts…..why? The cold breeze blew against me as my skin prickled into goose bumps. It was dark….late……everyone was asleep, except for me……
Amane…..
Her face haunted my dreams again….her radiant smile, her loving lively eyes, her aura so full of light and in an instant, the light was snuffed out….Amane was snuffed out…..in a collision of metal
She was gone, just like that…..killed immediately in the car accident.
The pain in my chest grew as I tried my best to keep the wavering emotions from spilling out. I dropped to my knees unable to walk…unable to take the pressure and I finally cried out her name into the night sky.
But….Amane didn't answer me….she was gone…she was just a fading memory, like the rest of my family…..
A hard smiled came to my lips, family…..like we were a family now….I feel so alone….so cold…Amane…where are you? I need you Amane, why did you have to go…? Why won't you answer me….Amane…?
No answer….like always.
My legs continue to walk, taking me gods nowhere I felt so heavy….so cold…..I didn't' know what was going around me what was going in my mind….but….Amane….where's Amane….? I have to find her….she's alive, I know it…..
Amane….where are you? Sis, where are you…..?
He paid no attention to where he went, mind too busy, chasing after now just a fading memory of one who was no longer in the world. He was beyond this world, trapped in his memories, in his guilt and pent up sorrow, the only thought he had to find her…he denied the fact that he saw her crumpled body, those lifeless eye's once full of spark now dimmed…. No, he eluded all of it yet, it come back to haunt him, breaking the neat little fabricated confusing life he attempted to draw away from….
Alone; so cold, so broken…hiding it all of a facade of shyness, hiding from truths of lost and abuse, possess and beaten by a rabid spirit which contain and bound him from a demonic golden trinket. To his relief though, the trinket was relinquished from his being and his yami was free to roam wherever he chose. As his footsteps dragged upon lifeless pavement he did not see those, which followed of malicious intent. Or…perhaps he did, and wished that they be the unlikely saviors, which would put his pain to ending and reunion of love one's from above.
He made no sound when his hair was pulled, made no sound when the impact of their fists and their kicks ravaged every inch of his body. Beaten upon until he could no longer stand. The metallic scent of his life's liquid coloring the ground, in the amidst of the mocking and the pain only one word burned so clearly to him.
Amane…
His eyes began to close, no longer having the strength to stay open and he succumb to the beating of those above him. Alas what seemed like hours they left him to die or in pain he didn't know which one to say. Either way it did not matter. "Amane…" he whispered. How strange that the one he loved would be the one to imprison him in an unbreakable nightmare of guilt, pain and regret.
No one was here…
No one was here…
Only him…
Only him…
Amane…
Alone…Cold
Afraid….
Alone…
Mother and sister, deceased, father, ran away from the truth and he, forced to live on as this "I wish…" he began but stop. Wishes were dangerous things he had learned and caused him more harm then good but now it did not matter, not at this moment.
"I wish….the hurting stopped…"
I wish…for release…
I wish…to find peace…
He fell to a deep sleep after making a fickle wish but little did he know little did no human knows, when life will play the tarot cards of fortune and put all big or small through a test that would break them or release them. Little did he know what would happen... little did he know…he would find love in the arms of one who believed in the fates….little did he know all who would come into play. Little did he know…
He would have to fight…grow…and confront…to make his wishes come true…
Prologue end.
There you have it the end to the prolugue I will try to update this and other chappies asap! Hope this is good for the contest XX I don't know but see ya soon folks!
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