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Can I Ever Love Again?

Chapter 4: A Night Best Forgotten

When night began to fall and the moon had yet to rise, two men came over, and rebound her hands and tied them to a low branch by a rope so that her feet were barely off the ground. What they did next horrified her they stripped her of her shoes, socks, jeans, and panties and when they were done with that one of them took a knife and ripped open her shirt from the collar to the hem and cut open her sports bra and sliced her lean stomach exposing her pale, perfectly toned body due to intensive daily exercise and ample breasts. The wound started to bleed slightly, but it did not seem to bother the men as they untied her hands, and led her to a tent in the center of camp. Once there they tied one of her feet to a stake in the middle of the tent near a mat then left her alone to contemplate what was happening.

Soon after they had gone a man half naked with a big stomach walked in. He had shoulder length black hair, small black eyes, stood five' seven", and was the most repulsive thing that she'd ever laid eyes on. Hungrily he approached her as she backed as far away as the rope would allow and covered herself as best she could with her shirt and closed her eyes. Her mind had gone completely blank nothing was there except for fear, even instinct had completely forsaken her. Suddenly she felt a strong rough hand on her shoulder push her on the ground. Then something wet travel from her navel where the cut ended to just between her breasts where the cut originated from when it left her skin and then something started to suck on her right breast then bite hard causing her to gasp reflexively in pain. Unfortunately, this only seemed to excite the man as he sneered and licked her neck and took her right hand in his left and made her grab and squeeze his dick until he was excreting semen without having even penetrated her yet and she started to struggle against the man trying to get away, but for some reason not able to use her full strength. Now that the man was fully aroused he placed both of her hands above her head and locked them in a tight grip in one hand. As her heart rate and breathing pace came to their peak something snapped inside of her. Though her heart rate stayed up her breathing suddenly went back to a normal pace and she stopped moving completely. At the sudden change in mood the man stopped and looked at her and saw that her scared black eyes had turned a cold emotionless yellow, a red stripe had appeared on each cheek, and her once black hair was now silver. He slightly loosened his grip in shock, but that was all she needed. With a smirk Ishiko slowly lifted her head and whispered in fluent japaneese gently in his ear, "By the time the moon is at its highest point, you and all your men will be dead. Starting with you!"

As the last word escaped her lips her right hand slipped from his fingers and plunged into his ribcage straight for his heart. She grabbed it and yanked it out showed it to the barely alive man and crushed it immediately ending his life. At once he became limp, but before his body could fall on her she caught it and pushed him off of her. Quickly she untied her foot and used the rope as a belt to keep the ruined shirt from revealing herself. This time instead of hiding her body the shirt showed it off revealing her delicate curves and it came to halfway down her thighs. Now instead of looking twelve she seemed to be twenty. A guard came in and Ishiko was on him in an instant biting out his neck with sharp fangs that had appeared before he could even make a sound and spit out the flesh next to the body, blood gushing from the neck. She relished in the fact that she was now soaked in blood that was not her own, but that of her first two kills of the night. The rest of the men suffered the same fate their limbs were ripped from their bodies or she bit into their flesh letting their warm delicious blood flood her mouth before she spat it out. Screams of fear and death could be heard for miles around as one by one the men dropped dead, murdered ruthlessly by the lone girl. By the time that the moon was at its highest point as she had promised all the men were dead and just for fun the bodies were so mangled that you couldn't even tell that they had once been human.

As the moon past its highest point Ishiko returned back to normal and seemed to be human once again, but when she looked around her to find herself surrounded by death she didn't seem concerned at all. Looking around she was just confused as to how she had gotten there and as to why she was soaked in blood, then she noticed that her kendo swords were laying just at her feet. Ishiko slowly picked them up on high alert for any sign of danger. When she looked up to her surprise there was the most beautiful man that she had ever laid eyes on even if his eyes were cold he didn't scare her in any way just amazed her and drew her into him. He had long silver hair, yellow eyes, perfect facial features, a crescent moon on his forehead, two red stripes on each cheek, he had two swords, and armor that seemed to be made of demon bones. From behind him came a demon that resembled a toad in priest clothing with a two headed staff that leaked demonic energy, another demon that carried luggage and resembled a horse but it had two heads and blue fire engulfed its hooves, and beside the horse there was a little girl in an orange and white checkered kimono holding onto the reins. Suddenly feeling at her limit she used her kendosticks to help to keep her balanced as she slowly moved towards them and they just stood there and watched her cautiously. As she inched closer she could feel her strength ebbing away, but she kept going until she was a mere two feet away. "Help," was all she said weakly and then fainted falling into oblivion.

Before she hit the ground, much to everyone's surprise even his own, the man caught her and lifted her up on the horse, quickly leading them away to find a spring all the while she never let go of her kendo blades, causing him to wonder what made them so important to her as well as what this hold was that she had over him so soon.