Chapter 1: Run Fuu!

Where can I find you?

Why aren't you there…

I am waiting,

Cherry blossoms falling,

Cascading,

Around me.

Each one holding,

A wish for your return,

Each one landing,

Silent with my prayer.

Pink waterfall of flowers.

Hands on soft bark,

Pushing,

Wanting to break through.

Break through to you.

Ferio, I miss you.

Ferio, I want…



Fuu was unable to finish the last line. The bus came to a screeching halt. Fuu was launched forward into the seat ahead of her. Her glasses flew away from her as chaos erupted on the bus. She scrambled to grab the poem she had written but it flew out the window as people scrambling for the emergency exits on the bus shoved her. Fuu quickly bent down and grabbed her glasses and looked around trying to gather her wits.

Her eyes revealed nothing out of the ordinary. Why is everyone so scared? Fuu grabbed her backpack off the floor and followed everyone out of the bus. She struggled to get an answer from people but no one would answer her.

"What is wrong? Did we hit something?" Her questions were ignored as people attempted to push past her. She was pushed out onto the street. All around people were running away from something that was in front of the bus. She could see their horror-strewn faces and watched their fingers raise and point before they ran. She looked but could see nothing.

Fuu quickly joined the running crowd. Deciding it was probably best if she stayed away from any sort of trouble. Perhaps a building was on fire. It would do little good for her to stand around then. She would only be in the way. Why would people be afraid of a building on fire? None of this makes any sense.

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Fuu stopped. She looked around. No one was paying any attention to her. They were all running away from what ever it was that they were so scared of.

"Hello?" She called out, "hello? Does someone know me?" Fuu called out as she moved back toward the bus. She was sure she heard it coming from there. She looked around but most of the people had left. "Hello?" She buttoned up her jacket as she felt a cold breeze blow over her.

A loud thud caused the bus to be flung aside. Fuu took a staggered step back. The hulking giant, twisted and perverted was a crime against any other nature's beauty. Its gnarled skin was green and had black warts growing all over the surface. Its face was beaten and bloody, but the beast didn't seem to care. From the way it looked the bus must have hit it square in the face. The creature's unnatural eyes locked on Fuu and started moving toward her.

Fuu jumped back and started to scream. Something held her. She couldn't move. She looked down to see a green goop working its way up her leg. The sticky disgusting filth burned and stung. She yelped. The creature was getting closer. Fuu think! She said to herself as she struggled to gain control of her wits. She had survived more then this in Rayearth. But she had magic and weapons then. She had nothing now. Nothing except a backpack. That's it.

Fuu quickly pulled of her backpack and smacked it against her legs. She struggled after every hit trying to break the bond that held her to the ground. The liquid rose higher ignoring her attempts to escape. Fuu looked desperately up at the creature that was almost upon her.

How could this be happening, she had left this life behind when she left Rayearth. She left it all behind. She swung her bag at the ooze's base breaking it enough for her to stagger back. The corrosive liquid was still on her legs burning but she could move at least. She staggered away from the creature. Her stagger turned to a run once the liquid began to fall away.

The creature jumped and landed a few paces behind her. It reached to grab hold of her. She quickly dove to the ground just missing the creature's hand. She could hear the deep breathing and grunts of the creature. She rolled and looked up at the beast. "What is it you want!?" She called, hoping to for some kind of peace to be made; maybe this was all a mistake. The creature didn't seem to understand.

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That voice again. She grasped her head. It was so loud. Where was it coming from? The creature didn't wait for her to be able to defend herself. It threw down its hand at her. Fuu rolled to the side narrowly avoiding the creature's monstrous hand.

Fuu could do nothing. She was as good as dead. Lying on her back in the middle of the street with a giant monster after her, those were not good odds. She struggled to think of a way to get away. The burns on her legs were screaming in pain. She didn't know if she could run again now even if she was able to get back up. The creature glared down at her as she struggled with indecision.

3 No where to run, Fuu