Okay, so this is a fanfic for my best friend EVER. She is Rycii in this fanfic. Enjoy!
Death the Kid: Who is she?
Mit-chan: My best friend!
Jessie: She's very nice!
Mit-chan: You'll like her! She has a side fringe! ^.^
Jessie: Mit-chan, that's mean!
Death the Kid: …
Mit-chan: Enjoy!
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I watched the stone tumble down the pavement, further away from me as I walked slowly after it. It stopped, and I approached it again. I gave it a small kick. On it went.
Kick, tumble, stop. Kick, tumble, stop. Kick, tumble, stop.
On and on, until it eventually tumbled over the edge and down a drain. I sighed. I looked up at the sky, still walking. It was dark and purple. It was getting late. But I wouldn't go back.
I shivered as the wind blew past me. I really wished I'd brought my coat now. But it was back at the party, sitting on a chair, probably next to him, while he locked lips with that--
Someone coughed nearby. I looked down again, stopped walking, did a 360 of my surroundings. I couldn't tell where the sound had come from. All I knew was that it sounded bad, not like a normal frog-in-my-throat cough. It sounded like... someone choking.
I got a bit freaked out, so I started walking again, veering round the pole I would have walked into had I not looked where I'd been going moments before. I passed an alley, and then, just before I turned a corner, I heard the cough again, followed by splutters. But this time, I knew it was behind me. I knew where it was coming from.
I suddenly abandoned my conscience, spinning around, glad I hadn't worn heels to that god forsaken party, running back in the direction I had come. I saw the shadow of the alley, and I headed for it, tripping on my too-long jeans and falling forward. I hit the ground hard, but stood up again quickly, brushing away the bits of gravel away from my palms, not giving a second glance at the red grazes.
I neared the corner of the alley, and slowed, then leaned around and peered in.
It was black, dark and unlit. The reason I hadn't noticed anything while passing by. But it wasn't empty. I knew that, because I could see a shape, big and bulky, shadowed at the end of the alley. And it moved, and something broke off from it, and started growing bigger, making dull sounding footsteps, coming closer to me.
That was when I regained some sort of sense. I blinked and gasped, then backed away, round the corner. I sat on the ground, just out of sight. I could hear the steps. They weren't stopping. I considered my chances of just jumping up and running away, but there was someone--
"A girl..."
I screamed as a big hand grabbed my bare arm, dragging me up, nearly dislocating my shoulder. I shrieked and squeezed my eyes shut, thrashing about until my other wrist was grabbed as well. I opened my eyes, even though I knew I didn't want to, and I just stared at the man in front of me, big and fat and hairy and horrible. He even had something blue and gooey hanging out of his mouth.
"Nooo!" I screamed again, closing my eyes and turning my head this way and that, trying to pull away, but only succeeding in hurting my elbow and shoulder. I pulled again. And again.
"She has an... interesting soul..."
"Let me go! No! Help! No!" I carried on pulling, struggling, but the man just stood there, holding my arm and wrist, not letting go. I looked around, stretching to see behind me. I was on that small pathway that led through the abandoned part of town, where all the shops were old and decaying, and no one seemed to care. I could feel my heart beating fast in my chest, and tears dripped down my cheeks. I sobbed and pulled again, and the man just kept staring at me as I cried, trying to get out of his grip. I had this thought, which was creeping forwards, trying to get my attention, but I didn't want to listen to it, I didn't want to think what would happen.
But the man hadn't done anything. He'd just stood there. Staring. Holding. Watching.
Then I heard the cough again, and I froze. There was a small whimper after it that time.
"Enough waiting. She will not escape..."
My eyes widened, and my mouth opened, and I was suddenly over taken by silence. I couldn't say anything.
It was horrible. So horrible. I heard the gasp, the scream, the sound of metal sliding. There were sounds which I couldn't identify, or describe, even if I wanted to. It was just so horrible and disgusting. I could hear them, slashing, ripping... bubbling something in voices that sounded like a melting alarm. I hated it. I cried. I fell limp. I just stared.
There was a silence then, other than the dripping, and then I saw a blue-sheen cover the ground in front of me.
"It's mine..."
Fast scurries, like an over grown centipede, headed towards the me, and the blue light got brighter. I turned my head when the scurrying stopped, and it was just so...
So...
"No! No, let me go! No, help! Help! No! No, no! Get off, help!" I cried, leaning away from the man and the monster, scrabbling to get up, slipping on the gravel, falling and struggling. "Help!"
I pushed forwards, while I heard disgusting licking noises, swallowing and licking. I sobbed loudly, hoping someone might walk past, lost, and call someone. I didn't care. I just wanted to get away, get somewhere safe, be with other people. Even back to the party. I didn't care. I just wanted to be away from here. Gone. Dead, even.
"Let her go. Your soul is already the egg of a Kishin. You are lost. You will be eliminated."
I stopped struggling for a moment, just enough to look up and see another shape. It was weird, unrecognisable, and for a second I thought it was another monster. But then the bottom of the figure moved and the top and middle were gone, and then there were gunshots, and I instinctively curled up, crying, sobbing, scared, pulling my arm in when the man let go, forgetting about my other arm, not being able to feel my hand.
It was silent again, and a heavy weight fell on my, winding me, making me cry out. I got my other hand back and pulled it in, curling up as tight as possible, still crying.
"Leave her alone."
More gunshots. Squeals of pain. Outrage. Then silence. And steps.
And the weight was gone.
I felt a hand on my shoulder, and I flinched, terrified. I cried out. I lashed out. My hand was caught, and I let out a solid scream, so loud it hurt my throat.
"Hey, hey! Wait, no! Hey, listen...!"
I continued screaming, shaking my head, curling up, pulling my hand back, crying more and more. I was so scared I couldn't stand it.
"Maybe she needs a hug?"
The childish voice shut me right up. I stopped screaming, and my eyes shot open. Then I jumped up and fell back, hitting my head on the wall behind me.
Not two metres away were three people: a boy dressed head to toe in black, white and grey and two blonde girls wearing red vests and denim jeans.
I looked around me quickly, taking in the red glow coming from dozens of floating jelly orb things, just like the blue one the man had eaten...
I remembered the man then, who had grabbed me, who had killed a girl, who had eaten something disgusting, and this boy, who I was sure was the one who had spoken before, who had killed everyone.
"Are you okay?"
I blinked at him stupidly. I knew his voice was the same, but he didn't at all look like someone who would shoot dozens of monsters. But I really didn't care at that moment. Just the fact that his voice was kind and not harsh or cold or cruel or disgusting was enough. Enough for me to just start crying again and throw myself forwards at him.
I held onto the softness of his jacket, burying my face in his shoulder, knowing subconsciously I'd die from shame later at having just cried on a stranger's shoulder. But I really couldn't care less. Because all I knew was that he'd saved my life.
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To be continued...
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I'm actually gonna write more of this. I'm set on an idea I have now. I loved writing this chapter! So fun! A nice change from my usual stuff! -.-'
Death the Kid: …
Jessie: Think of it as being able to comfort each other...
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Mit-chan: Heh.
Jessie: That was mean, Mit-chan!
Rycii: Hi everyone!
Death the Kid: …
Rycii: Kid-kun! Don't be sad! -glomps-
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Mit-chan: Rycii! -glomps-
Rycii: Mit! ^.^ -evil aura- What did you say to him?!
Mit-chan: I'm sorry! -runs away-
Rycii: Mit!!! Get back here! NOW!!! -chases with something sharp-
Jessie: -sweatdrop- Thank you for reading...
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