A/N: don't have much to say since I'm uploading both of these chapters at the same time... oh yeah just a warning, this will be a slow chapter but I promise things will start picking up next couple of ones so bare with me!

The Revenge

Chapter 2: The First Year

I didn't think that any of this would be easy, but I definitely didn't think that it would be this hard. Pain seemed to be my only reality. Pain from walking, hunger pains, heartache. For the first two weeks I aimlessly walked a forest with only the hope of at least making it to a civilization alive. I had no idea what plants I could eat, if I could drink the water, out of desperation I ate the leaves on a plant that later came up. I adapted though, tested what I could eat and created ice cubes that would melt in my mouth so I could have somewhat of a drink. My long Kimono became an inconvenience so I ripped away half of the skirt and the sleeves off.

Finally, I came to a small town. To others it may have looked boring, run down even, but this was the first civilization that I had been other than the ice village in my entire life. I was surrounded by a sense of exhilaration when I first entered, taking into account all of the new sights and smells. Earth tones of the buildings and brightly demons scattered along the street.

And then I saw a man.

My breath hitched in my throat and I could only stare. To anyone watching me it would appear that I had just stopped for no reason, my face in a mask of indifference. But inside, I was screaming. I had never seen one. He didn't look like a threat though, so I kept walking keeping my eyes trained on him just in case before I bumped into another. And another. And another.

I felt light headed and bumped into something.

"Who now, are you alright." I kept my eyes shut, fearing to open them and see what I knew had its arms around me. Slowly I opened them and yes, a man held me by my arms. I didn't know what to do, I panicked, and by accident, I froze his arms.

He screamed. Others screamed. Horror. I ran.

I kept running, losing track of how many miles I had ran. Finally my body gave out and I stopped behind a tree to catch my breath. I held my knees to me and even though I wanted to cry, I held it all in like I had been doing my entire life. I needed to get my act together. What was I doing? I was just stupidly running around driven by nothing but foolish hate.

I couldn't survive on my own. I never learned, didn't know how. I needed to find someone I could learn from, preferably a woman, but I need to learn not to fear man. All of my life I had been taught to fear them, hate them. That they were all evil and from the events of a few weeks ago, they were right. But it was naïve to think that I would never run into a man while on her journey, my target was of such. So again I got up and set out for a new town, forming a plan in my head. I needed a teacher, someone who could teach me to survive, to kill.

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Days turned to weeks, and weeks turned into a month before I found what I was looking for. I stood in front of a big wooden sign that read, "DEMONS OF ALL KINDS WELCOME!" By the look of it it was some kind of dojo. I walked in to be greeted by a grayish demon in a red fighting outfit. He took in my appearance and raised an eyebrow.

"Traveler?" he inquired looking me over before a gleam that hung around my neck caught his eye. A smile spreading across his face.

"Yes," I kept my face smooth, internally slapping myself for leaving out my hiruseki stones.

"What is your business here my dear?" he asked stepping closer, I repressed a shudder.

"Nothing," I said as I turned to walk out, his arm grabbing my wrist.

"Now wait a_" He didn't have time to finish his sentence, out of instinct I had created a makeshift dagger with my ice and pressed it against his throat. Completely shocked with myself though I let no one see I merely just let him fall limply to the ground before taking my leave, throwing the ice on the ground. It landed with a thud and I suddenly heard clapping.

"Bravo!" a voice called and I turned to see who it belonged to. A woman with sea green eyes and long red hair smiled at me. She was, well, beautiful. Long legs and a full figure dressed in a black body suit that fit her perfectly.

"I've been waiting for someone to scare that bastard shitless for years! You put on quite a show." She winked at me and walked closer extending her hand, I took note of her strange accent. I reached out for her hand tentatively, I had never shook hands with someone before but I was thankful that at least my first time would be with a woman.

"I'm Mei by the way. Ha! That rymed!" she laughed a little to herself and I wondered how she could do that so easily.

"Chiyo." I murmured letting go of her hand.

"Well I'll be off then." She waved good bye and I did as well before turning to leave the dojo. Now I knew that I could fight, and after that things became a hell of a lot easier.

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I began stealing things. Clothes first, I had to get out of this dress and eat some real food. I figured it would be my only way to survive though but when I figured out how to hunt I did that to get a good meal and a training session in, killing two birds with one stone. Growing up violence was strictly prohibited so I only knew basic attacks that were meant to defend us from danger. I started with the ice dagger I had created and later tried to morph it to create new weapons and tried fighting. I did exercises everyday to get my strength up and ran everywhere I went. A year went by of me getting stronger, but still I wasn't strong enough. I thought I was, but still, I was naïve.

One day I was running from a group of bandits. I had been very careful since that day at the dojo to conceal my hiruseki stones but they had slipped out and they had seen. Before I knew it, they were chasing me. I turned to fight back but there were so many of them. I kept running even after they had given up, regretting not having eaten in two days. Dehydration and fatigue began gnawing at my sense and I started slowing down. For some reason I kept going. Finally my vision began fading and I fell to my knees breathing heavily before falling to the ground.

I rolled onto my back and stared at the sky. It was almost noon and I idly watched the clouds. Soon I heard footsteps approach me and saw a shadow standing over me. The sun preventing me from seeing any details, all I saw was a man's body and a head of spiky hair. He tilted his head like he was pondering over something and I feared he saw my necklace before he lifted me up. My insides screamed from the contact, my skin screamed from the heat of his body, but I remained silent. The last thing I remember is the feeling of something poking my shoulder, some kind of necklace the man wore before the blackness took over.

A/N: Ahhhh! Any guess to who this mysterious shadowy figure is? Kinda obvious... Lol so if you havent been bored to death then please leave a lil comment to tell me what you think of if you have any suggestions. You finally know my persons name! Oh and I was gonna have Mei be a bigger character but it would conflict alot with my plot line so unfortunatly I had to cut her :(. She also has an Australian accent in my mind. So yeah! Want more of the story? Review! If it sucks I might go back and rewrite it later but until then...