Summary: After learning about the Legend of 5000 Years from a young age, Korinah didn't know she'd be involved with it... until a mark shows it's face. Later exposed as the 361st Guardian of the Star, she's forced to take the Oath of Yliaster – but what if she refuses? Further secrets, lies & hidden feelings are only part of her fate that begins to unfold; something she never expected.
A/N: Hey there everyone, here we have my main FanFic on Yu-Gi-Oh! 5D's that I've been working on for a good two years - how time flies~!
Okay, so here's my first fanfic in line, also focused on my OC char; Korinah Eri Suzuki (pronounced Kor-ree-nah) - whom in which is pretty significant in my version of events in the 5D's story.
Please take some time had have a little read and let me know what you think.
Again, a short prologue (seems to be a sticking habit these days...) but i can assure you, the later chapters will be longer. 1,011 words isn't that short for a prologue... is it?
Now before I do the disclaimer, I must mention - I've seen all of the dub and therefore, the turn of events are going to be how it is in the anime. However, after seeing some episodes of the sub, I'm going to try and mix it in. Damn you 4Kids for ruining a good anime. Also, Korinah's background story is pretty cliché, so I apologise in advance.
Rated T for "blood" and more upcoming violence.
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh! 5D's in any possible way, and all belong to their respective owners.
Now that that's out the way, enjoy reading "Her Key, Her Destiny"~!
Her Key, Her Destiny
Prologue
A sudden bang from the room in front forced a gasp – my fingers pressed harder against the glass, which stopped me finding out whatever had happened in there. I heard a thud and nothing more – blood splattered in front of me and my feet gave out.
I was scared.
I felt the floor against me; cold and stony. My eyes were still fixed on the blood stain on the door and I trembled with fear.
"Daddy...?"
I rose to my feet, treading carefully like how I would when dodging cracks in the pavement. Instantly, thoughts and memories of Father began rushing though my mind and the next thing I knew, I was inside. What I saw next shocked me. That man Father was talking about was there along with two other men. My arms and legs froze in place as my eyes darted around the room to see spilled blood everywhere. Mr Director tightly gripped a weapon in his hands while Father lay beside a wall, holding his stomach in a way I've never seen before.
'Daddy!' My voice broke when I screamed for him. I stumbled toward his lap, shaking his arm and pleading him to wake up. His head twitched to the side and he smiled at me. However, I knew that just a smile wouldn't change anything; it would make me feel better, yes… but not enough for me to feel that he's alright – because he isn't.
'Korinah. I told you not to come in. it'll–' A harsh cough prevented him to carry on. I whimpered in fear as to what would happen next.
'No daddy, I won't leave you! Not now, not ever!' I yelled through my blurry eyes. He smiled and ruffled my pale hair in attempt to cheer me up. Once again, it also failed. I felt the eyes of the culprit towering over us, as I tended to my father's wellbeing. In my current position, I was useless – I couldn't do anything and nothing would have made any difference if I even tried. I was only five. What use would a five year old be? My eyes kept a fixed gaze on father as his life energy was fading bit by bit – a gaze at the ever-spilling blood that wouldn't stop.
"I can't take this anymore!" I thought to myself.
My body collapsed onto his and I felt my eyes sting of new tears to escape my skin. My voice wailed in a way it never had before and I hung onto the only dad I was ever going to have. His blood stained my white dress and my flesh, but in this case I couldn't care less.
'Well Blaine, I'm afraid this is finally over. I'm sorry for all of this to have ended this way. But it had to be done – for her to awaken. Am… I correct?' Said the evil man that stood there; smirking like he didn't have a care in the world.
'Yes. I wouldn't of thought… of a better way… myself. Thank you, Rex,' He shifted a little and my head still stayed buried in his chest, 'Korinah. Listen to me. Whatever happens… as you grow up… remember… always wear a smile. And never hold grudges. Okay?' He cleared some of my tears and I nodded in grief. 'That's my angel. I'm always with you, even… if I'm not here anymore. You understand?' Once again I nodded my head, Father smiled in response. I could tell instantly that his warm expression was not as healthy as were five minutes ago. My mind wondered back in time even more, at the time when we were leaving grandmother's house. I knew I had to stop him from leaving, but I was too naïve to even understand what was even going on. And if I did, he would reconsider dying like that – on my birthday on all days, hurt the most. But maybe he had a reason as to why he did so – why he let me come along, or why he didn't seem fazed. I felt it was my entire fault that I couldn't stop him from going at all and now having to deal with the burden for the rest of my life.
'Korinah...? There's something… I want you… to do. For me,' His speech was now slurring, which made me snap back into reality. I leaned forward desperately as to what he was going to say next, 'when you get home… tell your grandma what… happened. After, go into my… keepsake box. You'll find… some things in there... you both… might need.' His skin now looked like a piece of blue cheese – alive but just barely, in fact – it was bluer than it was beige.
'Okay, but Father... how will I…?' I couldn't finish my sentence – the whole thing was just too overwhelming from my small, frail self to contain. He squeezed my hand in his and ensured me that everything will be alright. Father told me he loved me. His eyes closed and the grip on my hand was no more. I screamed my lunges out – had I just witnessed my father's…? I glared daggers at the murderer in my midst.
'You were supposed to be my father's friend – how could you?' I shouted, unable to control my anger. I had never felt like this – not ever. And I have a hunch this feeling won't ever go away. Not for a long shot – that is. Getting up from my father's body, I charged for the man, however something restrained both my arms in an attempt to prevent me from doing harm to my new enemy – bodyguards. Mr Director leaned his face into mine after setting down his weapon – his expression intimidating.
'Now, now Miss Suzuki… we don't want a little child bad-mouthing the director of this city now do we? Or would she like to become that of what her father has now become?' I scowled in disgust. I knew the time for me to fend for myself was fast approaching – and that time was now.
A/N: So that do you guys think? Drop a review if you please and let me know how it is.
Chapter 1 will be following shortly - so I guess in the meantime its goodbye from me =]
M1Ainfinite~
