Disclaimer:: I don't own anything except this story of mine. Ghost Hunt, as we all know, rightfully belongs to Ms. Fuyumi Ono.
This first chapter might be a little gory so beware! ^ ^'
Title:: "Wailing Rain"
Author:: tokiya-kun18
Beta-Reader:: Krabby Patties (I can't thank you enough for all your help! ^ ^)
Fan-base:: Ghost Hunt
Pairing:: Kazuya Shibuya/Mai Taniyama
I once thought that overcoming my fears would be the best solution. But, I was wrong.
I continue to run aimlessly, not caring about anything else. I just have to get out of this place, I keep telling myself to no avail. Even if I have the desire to escape, the one chasing me forbids it. It blocks my exits and every turn I take is replaced with a dead-end.
All I see is black. My surroundings are black…so dark, I almost can't see anything. I feel like I'm going to bump into a wall. It will corner me…and It will devour me.
I run as fast as I can. My breathing is becoming heavier each step I take. Beads of sweat are forming on my forehead—no…I'm sweating a lot. My whole body is covered with this liquid. I try to breathe normally. I want to catch my breath, but I can't. My legs feel as though they are being pulled to the ground, each step feels like there are a thousand lead bars attached to them. My arms, they feel like jelly because they are so weak.
I risk a glance behind me, but I can't see anything but pure darkness. I know deep in that darkness lays a blood thirsty monster. It is following me, no doubt. Even if I can't see It, I can feel It strongly as though It is breathing near my ear.
I cringe at the thought, shaking my head as I attempt to erase it. I don't want that to happen… No, not like the part with the blood soaked labyrinth again! That was…indescribable. The fear I have felt that first time is still lingering inside. I remember the feeling; I suffer from it again.
So deep in my thoughts, I fail to notice the wall in front of me. I crash into it and fall. Rubbing my aching head, I push myself to stand up. I lean on the wall for support and I'm too tired to move further. A cold breeze blows at the back of my neck. I shiver at the contact and spin around to only see air.
I look around, sensing Its power, and I shiver as another gust of cold breeze passes by me. And before I know it, I'm pinned on the solid wall, thick liquid trailing down my face. I gasp as I recognize the liquid. I can tell that it's blood from the coppery stench burning my nose. I squirm beneath the invisible force pinning me on the wall. My eyes close and I stifle a cry.
Someone please help me, I think, biting my lower lip as I chase away the tears invading my eyes. Someone… Anyone…
… Naru…
I open my eyes just to scream in agony. The picture before me…it's horrible!
Naru is drenched in blood. His body is torn, blood gushing out of his cuts and injuries. His once beautiful blue orbs are now red while crimson liquid flows out of them like tears. His delicate fingers… incomplete.
But what scares me the most is the katana he has in his hands. It's also covered in blood. I try to look away, but I can't. Shock and disbelief paints my face as I stare longer.
And, as if the world is betraying me, Naru shows me three things that trigger my tears and make me scream.
Three heads: Bou-san, Ayako-san, and John-san's. The heads are cut at the neck line. Their eyes show pain, uncertainty and more negative emotions. Blood, too, is smeared on their faces. Its stench burns my nose further. I'm suffocating.
Naru dangles the heads by the hair as I scream louder. Tears spill uncontrollably. He eventually tosses them away. Naru approaches me, lifting the katana high and angles it to my neck. I sob, pleading him to stop.
But he doesn't listen. All I can hear in the end are two words spoken by him before endless anguish washes over me.
"Sayonara, Mai."
"AAAAHHHHH!" I scream so loudly that I think my neck is going to tear apart. It's as dry as a desert. Body trembling under the sheets, I immediately sit up from my bed, drenched in sweat. My eyes widen in fear and I can't help but look around me in alarm. I then relax my nerves when I find no threat. I sigh deeply, breathing in and out repeatedly.
"It's…only a dream," I mutter, massaging my temples. I gulp and glance at the clock on my nightstand; it says '03:28′. I want to go back to sleep yet I can't. I begin to wonder as I lie down, Why did I have such a horrendous dream? And about Naru, at that.
Hello! ^ ^ This is my first time writing in this fan-base. I actually wanted to try out a different genre. Yep, horror. I have never written anything horror before so… I don't think it'll be at all good. ^ ^' The start of horror might take place in future chapters. Please look forward to it. :-)
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-Edited on 11/04/09- A lot of thanks to Krabby Patties' help and for beta-reading!