Cursed
The loud music from the club was totally heard from the corner where I was standing. I watched as a few people entered and exited the certain blue- lighted venue on this dark night.
I, Kinomoto Sakura, am an orphan, left by my father and abandoned by my mother on my aunt's doorstep; I grew with my aunt who was a bitch. A slut from inside out. a prostitute, whom every night, was visited by numerous number of men. meat eaters. Heartless, annoying, stuffy little pigs. Every night the door would open, anytime, any day. until one unexpected day. a man dressed in a dark shriveled coat barged in the house.
He had a young but scarred face. The most peculiar was the x-shaped scar on his left cheek and the scar the ran from his right eyebrow to his right cheek. His face seemed the product of a carved sculpture by someone who doesn't have a single clue what human face looks like. He was a monster.
His gloved hand grabbed my arm while the other hand brought out a sword, which was kept in a sheath behind his back. The katana blade arrived inches from my neck. but my aunt didn't care. She just "made-out" with her costumer that night. She didn't even notice the man threatening to kill me and cut off my head. She just continued to make out with the stuffed, gutless greedy pig. This was a perfect example of a slut in action. a real life SLUT.
The katana drew closer to my neck until I could feel a sharp pain, I, for once, didn't even wince. I just stood there and didn't know what hit me. I suddenly felt all the rage inside me build up. Anger, hatred, for everyone who abandoned me, for those who didn't even give a single damn look at the real me. Anger and hatred from my father who left my mother, only to take care of me. Hatred towards my mother, who feared me and left me in my aunt's doorstep. Revenge for the abuses for what my cousins and my aunt did to me. and vengeance for what this man did, trying to barge in the house and threatening to cut my head off.
I scream filled the air, perhaps coming form my wicked cousins, as fire erupted from nowhere and surrounding me. The fire soon spread out the whole villa in a matter of seconds, faster than any ordinary fire could ever move. I finally felt my whole body being released, slowly at first, then when the man behind me screamed, I was finally free. I made a grab on his dark cloak and put it on, escaping the scene of crime and feeing a few blocks north so that no one could see me. Then here I am, watching the pathetic firemen trying to soften the damage done by the blazing fire, which now spread towards a few houses across.
From afar, I could hear the townsfolk screaming, panicking. An evil grin escaped through my lips as I let out a shrill, evil laughter. the funny thing was. I seemed to enjoy it. A LOT. The burning houses crackling in the fire, the sound of the townsfolk screaming brings music to my ears. I closed my eyes for a few minutes before finally fluttering them open.
There I stood, totally shocked. 'Where am I?' I thought, looking around quietly. From afar I could hear fire crackling, the source was my Aunt's house.
"Ruka-senpai!" Both my mind and my mouth screamed. Quickly, I desperately looked around, looking for help.
'Think, Sakura, think!' I forced myself to think of even a single idea to help soften the fire. 'The club!'
I rushed downstairs towards the dance floor and screamed at the top of my lungs for help. The good thing was it caught everybody's attention when I yelled that there was fire in the neighborhood. Everyone bustle out of the club, each getting their own pail, cloths and even hoses or anything that could suppress the raging fire.
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To be continued
Chii: So how was that? Was it good, bad, or satisfactory? I need at least a review before I continue because I need to see if someone's reading this story so please. I also need some motivation since I'm kinda lazy and if I do get a review, maybe I would continue. I've got the whole plot pasted on my head and I'm just waiting for someone to review. so please? Review? I beg of you!!!!
Oh and I've also got another story but right now it's untitled and I'm still thinking of a title. It's a CCS/HP crossover, hope you guys R&R.
Before I forget, here's the disclaimer that is applicable to every chapter: I only own the plot and some characters, which I made up. The rest of the characters, term and even songs or whatsoever props I use to make this story colorful belong to their respective owners.
The loud music from the club was totally heard from the corner where I was standing. I watched as a few people entered and exited the certain blue- lighted venue on this dark night.
I, Kinomoto Sakura, am an orphan, left by my father and abandoned by my mother on my aunt's doorstep; I grew with my aunt who was a bitch. A slut from inside out. a prostitute, whom every night, was visited by numerous number of men. meat eaters. Heartless, annoying, stuffy little pigs. Every night the door would open, anytime, any day. until one unexpected day. a man dressed in a dark shriveled coat barged in the house.
He had a young but scarred face. The most peculiar was the x-shaped scar on his left cheek and the scar the ran from his right eyebrow to his right cheek. His face seemed the product of a carved sculpture by someone who doesn't have a single clue what human face looks like. He was a monster.
His gloved hand grabbed my arm while the other hand brought out a sword, which was kept in a sheath behind his back. The katana blade arrived inches from my neck. but my aunt didn't care. She just "made-out" with her costumer that night. She didn't even notice the man threatening to kill me and cut off my head. She just continued to make out with the stuffed, gutless greedy pig. This was a perfect example of a slut in action. a real life SLUT.
The katana drew closer to my neck until I could feel a sharp pain, I, for once, didn't even wince. I just stood there and didn't know what hit me. I suddenly felt all the rage inside me build up. Anger, hatred, for everyone who abandoned me, for those who didn't even give a single damn look at the real me. Anger and hatred from my father who left my mother, only to take care of me. Hatred towards my mother, who feared me and left me in my aunt's doorstep. Revenge for the abuses for what my cousins and my aunt did to me. and vengeance for what this man did, trying to barge in the house and threatening to cut my head off.
I scream filled the air, perhaps coming form my wicked cousins, as fire erupted from nowhere and surrounding me. The fire soon spread out the whole villa in a matter of seconds, faster than any ordinary fire could ever move. I finally felt my whole body being released, slowly at first, then when the man behind me screamed, I was finally free. I made a grab on his dark cloak and put it on, escaping the scene of crime and feeing a few blocks north so that no one could see me. Then here I am, watching the pathetic firemen trying to soften the damage done by the blazing fire, which now spread towards a few houses across.
From afar, I could hear the townsfolk screaming, panicking. An evil grin escaped through my lips as I let out a shrill, evil laughter. the funny thing was. I seemed to enjoy it. A LOT. The burning houses crackling in the fire, the sound of the townsfolk screaming brings music to my ears. I closed my eyes for a few minutes before finally fluttering them open.
There I stood, totally shocked. 'Where am I?' I thought, looking around quietly. From afar I could hear fire crackling, the source was my Aunt's house.
"Ruka-senpai!" Both my mind and my mouth screamed. Quickly, I desperately looked around, looking for help.
'Think, Sakura, think!' I forced myself to think of even a single idea to help soften the fire. 'The club!'
I rushed downstairs towards the dance floor and screamed at the top of my lungs for help. The good thing was it caught everybody's attention when I yelled that there was fire in the neighborhood. Everyone bustle out of the club, each getting their own pail, cloths and even hoses or anything that could suppress the raging fire.
~*~*~*~*~
To be continued
Chii: So how was that? Was it good, bad, or satisfactory? I need at least a review before I continue because I need to see if someone's reading this story so please. I also need some motivation since I'm kinda lazy and if I do get a review, maybe I would continue. I've got the whole plot pasted on my head and I'm just waiting for someone to review. so please? Review? I beg of you!!!!
Oh and I've also got another story but right now it's untitled and I'm still thinking of a title. It's a CCS/HP crossover, hope you guys R&R.
Before I forget, here's the disclaimer that is applicable to every chapter: I only own the plot and some characters, which I made up. The rest of the characters, term and even songs or whatsoever props I use to make this story colorful belong to their respective owners.