An: hey people long time no post ^^ the following is a dabble I wrote a while ago but never posted... I'll be adding more at a later date but not for this story. Kagome is the girl.. or some random girl who looks like her and her Devil is Sesshomaru or Naraku.
Fear
Someone was gasping for air as they ran from the terror in the dark. Then I realised it was me, I was running, stumbling with swollen feet through the dark maze of dusty walls and broken floors. I tripped and quickly gathered myself off the floor with blood dripping from the scratches filled with splinters through my legs.
I ran again with stale air burning down my lungs and throat. My legs splattering a trail of red, wet drops right to my location on the dust, and they were screaming in pain as I pushed my self on. I knew then that it was hopeless. I was dead, but I kept running, kept trying to find a way out. Then I saw a light at the end of one of the corridors, I heard the measured unhurried steps of my hunter and I ran stumbling up the corridor to the light only to find that I'd been tricked. The last of his foul jokes.
The mirror I pressed against trying to see if it had some way out but no, there was no escape from the Devil.
My frenzied search for something that couldn't be there got more panicked when the measured footsteps became louder as he rounded the corner. My haunted sapphire blue eyes wildly searched for anything that could help me escape. My wild raven black hair whipped against my back behind me as I searched. I banged against the mirror as his footsteps halted then I slowly lifted my face up and looked up into the mirror. Behind me red eyes glowed.
My scream was cut off by my warm lifeblood trickling lusciously down my sweat covered chest from my neck and sprayed the mirror with little perfect drips of ruby red. The last thing I heard as I passed into the afterlife was his deep sensual voice fading away
"That was most enjoyable, we should do this more often" As he let go of my hair I slumped forward into the mirror leaving a trail of blood and messing up the perfect drips. Then sliding down it to thump to the ground dead as my last breath gurgled out my throat, blood pooled round my cooling hands and feet.
Deep in the depths of my mind my soul saw that the body was broken beyond repair so it was time to leave in search of a new one. As I left I saw the Devil walk away with a maniacal smile leaving blood red footprints as he hummed a happy tune. He popped one of his bloodied claws in his mouth then nodded like tasting a fine wine and popped another in. But it was not my concern any more, time to join the life stream once more.