The Fallen Blooms, Broken Trails, &Bloodcrusted Falls Once Mine
~ Chapter One~
Originating Blooms
By Inuyashas Youkai
' Souls are born , Passing many forms ,Til they come to where they are led, Many Chances bestowed, great numbers tossed aside ,With many warnings, To learn what they must , In the end it is all the same where their creations are judged, And it is told where one should be destroyed or allowed to exist...'
~The Path Of The Lone Stranger ~
A boy with long black , waist length hair , with violet eyes , dressed in slacks ,suspenders,and a white longsleeved button-up. Standing alongside a small group of children, laughing mockingly at the source of their newfound entertainment . A little girl . The sight brought forth a critical gaze from the boy now finding her appearance rather odd. It wasn't that it was bad, the way she looked, only different , but those, and because she was attired in a outfit not similar to the other girls in dresses within the village had brought on her own hell.
Staring , as he was then brought to the attention of her eyes, finding them to be a pale amber, as they were watching the children play from her spot crouching beyond the fenceline of the small school they attended, and then the boy returned to the other girls playing. A noise made him turn back towards the little girl , as she was now being taken away by her mother, and was now whining painfully towards the older woman fixing her hair into pigtails of silky pewter, as they went away. Something inside him wanted to follow the strange girl , just to make sure that she was okay, but another stopped him, freezing him to his current spot.
Although to his misfortune , the boy wasn't to see the strange girl again , and no matter how much he looked she eluded him until much time had passed.
Now he was a man , walking down the dirt roads, and towards the trails leading him to a nearby coalmine. It was where many men worked , once they graduated high school ,and tried to make something out of themselves , moving away from their comforts of what was once home. The cold air was violently tossing about to claim its next victim towards frostbite, if not properly dressed, and a day the man was thankful that he wore his winter attire over the layers of clothing underneath.
Along the way , the male heard someones tears in the still of the early morning , combined with angry screams from the males appearing to be centering themselves around the woman's crying. Averting his direction towards the sound , to offer any assistance to the obviously distraught unknown woman , as the feeling to protect her grew, like he wanted to so long ago for another, but then he was too young to understand ,and now he only hoped that this time it wasn't to late as he ran.
A gunshot rang through the air as a sign that maybe the one the man was trying to protect was already lost , but then her screams soon joined theirs thereafter to prove that maybe he still had a chance . Soon crashing his weight upon the other male attempting to claim this seemingly innocent woman's life, as another gunshot was heard flying abandoned to the ground. The intruding presence was soon discovered as the attempted murderer then screamed his obvious dislike towards the male interrupting what he thought had to be done, as the one that had interupted the woman's end, as he searched into her eyes, soon found that she wasn't a woman at all, at least not completely, and then he was suddenly taken back to the days when he was a boy ..
"It's you ..."the male gasped
But Then , before it could be stopped , another gunshot was shot..
The woman, or the like was soon sent towards the ground in the emerging puddle that grew around her dying form . Ringlets of silver tossed around her, and soon soaked to tangle with that of bloody crimson, as her body did before it .
Standing abruptly , as the sudden shock fell upon him from where the bullets descent had gone , and then unknown anger bred within sending the male to act in vengeance for the woman losing ground on the holds to this life . Sending a tightened fist out to the male who had taken the shot, then wrapping a firm grasp around that of his neck , strangling him in his brewing hatred for the one who had sought to take the woman's life . Until another gunshot from another one he hadn't yet noticed , and one that posed as a lawman ,as he was soon shot himself , lain on the ground not far from the one he sought to protect..
Reaching out a bloodied hand towards that of the woman , then pulled her close to him in a friendly embrace so that they wouldn't be alone in their passing. A gasping croak broke through the man's bloodied lips , as he held her close, and submitted to his heart that only wanted to soothe the pain of the strange girl , one he never had the chance to meet..
" Who Are...? Why would..? What are?"
And her pained answer was...
" Thankyou ...For for attempts to save me, but it was only a matter of time , for I wasn't supposed to be .. I was a mistake .. I am a hanyou, and I was born to die... My name is Kagome..."
Shaking his head in the crook of the hanyou's neck with tears falling from his eyes , as he held her only tighter against him to chase the truth of her words away , for the reasons she had only believed her existance to be. Then with the last of his strength the man holding the hanyou cloaked in crushed red velvet, as she then returned the embrace of the stranger who sought to comfort her, and in her finding the will to speak his final words to her in farewell.
"No , you were born to meet me, my beautiful hanyou...You were my purpose in this life to find you, and my only regret is the moment we meet , we have to say goodbye .."
" Thank you whoever who ever you are , my loving stranger..."
With that two strangers found the love within another , as they passed on...
TBC...