Eleven Beautiful Girls
Chapter 1: Ayane and Kasumi
Disclaimer: All rights reserved to KOEI TECMO, TECMO and Team NINJA. I am not Yosuke Hayashi.
A/N: I never wrote poetry-like short stories. Ever. And I want to get better at it, so if it's completely horrible, I won't mind flames:)
I am running on a tight schedule to fit in my writing time. But I'm nearly done with E:TROH, so wait please!
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Eleven beautiful girls,
Pretty faces, soft hair,
Cruel fate.
Their weak bodies and minds
unguarded.
For demons wearing masks,
to come and get them.
One by one.
...
Kasumi was the first one to go
Copper hair, pretty face and shy like a mouse
Princess of a clan she was,
never would she have imagined
what fate had planned for her.
A man, Ryu Hayabusa, dashing man he was
It was no wonder Kasumi was in love.
He was friends with her brother
and when he was gone,
Ryu had sworn to protect her.
Kasumi thought
that he would love her.
That he would sweep her off her feet
and run away with her.
She hated the village and her father's rules
She want him to take her away.
However, fate had a different plan;
Ryu Hayabusa was married.
She wasn't like Kasumi.
She wasn't pretty faced, she was beautiful
She had hair like fairy wings
and lips red like blood.
He didn't want her.
Kasumi wept for years,
and watched as the man she loved
lived a good life.
She thought that she didn't have anything
anymore.
Today, Kasumi is in the sea
she is a mermaid, you see,
She swims with the fish.
and she will never go back
to the princess she was before.
From above, Ryu Hayabusa watches,
aware that Kasumi is under.
He puts the flowers on the water
They float away,
just like Kasumi's spirit.
...
Poor, poor Ayane,
No one cared about her.
She was the Devil-child, the mistake
the product of a rape.
And it seemed that fate
did not consider her fit to be here.
Her father was abusive, you see
he was a criminal.
And because Ayane was so pretty,
he decided to make her a woman early.
So there was Ayane, pregnant and barefoot
product of a rape, holding a product of a rape.
When she gave birth to her baby,
she did not keep it.
She left it for a mother,
who would love and care for it.
To this day, Ayane is gone,
nowhere to be seen.
The last person to see her,
was a drunk truck driver.
A/N: no it's not finished yet!
I will continue with these short stories. Patience if you like it. I will also update my other stories really soon!:)
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