Alright! [Rolls up sleeves] I'm ready to try X out. I just watched the
movie last night so I'm really hyper and I got a lot of inspiration while I
slept, although there was ABSOLUTELY no anime in my dream…
I DO NOT OWN X CHARACTERS! CLAMP OWNS X! I ONLY OWN ARISA! That's my friend's name, but she wanted me to use it for my fan fic anyway…
Chapter One: Am I Dreaming?
Bu-bum…
Bu-bum…
"What is this? Is this some sort of dream? Where am I? What is that sound? Why am I here…?" Arisa thought as she walked through a place that seemed foreign to her, yet where she presently was. She walked through what used to be streets and looked at all the crumbled buildings that lay around her. She felt the wind blow through her hair and saw cherry blossom petals fly by her hand, yet when she touched a cherry blossom petal that fell towards her, she did not affect it's direction, for it kept flowing with the wind.
Bu-bum…
Bu-bum…
"I am in a dream, I can't affect anything that occurs in this dream…" Arisa said, not noticing that steps were approaching her.
"Who are you? Why are you here?" A man said, his black hair shined in the sun, and his blue eyes stared at her, almost as if he would hurt her. Arisa quickly turned around and stared into his blue eyes. She gasped and blushed at his good looks and quickly turned around again, clutching her cheeks, which were now many shades of red.
"I am Arisa, and I don't know exactly why I am here in this dream…is it your dream?"
"Yes, a dream that I was shown long ago…and it now haunts me…that nightmare that never ends, my memories." Arisa turned and looked at him, her cheeks still red from her blushing; yet she couldn't help but stare up at him and wonder what had happened to him, and why he had been shown a dream like this one?
Suddenly, the landscape changed, and there was a sudden burst of light. Arisa found herself standing next to the body of a woman, and the man was standing by her body. He stared at another man, who looked oddly alike to him. She kneeled over the girl's body, and saw that her chest did not rise and fall like any normal person's would and that she was dead. Arisa gasped and stared at the other man, who had a menacing look on his face, the one that made her think of a bad version of the man that she thought was a hotty.
She looked back at the girl, the wound was in her stomach, and she clearly saw that she was dead in the first place, that wound was a fatal one, even if she were operated on the second after she got it. She heard the sound of bending metal and felt the whole tower shaking below her feet. She looked towards the other man, he had moved his arm, sending a rush of power through his fingers. 'This power, it's menacing!' she thought. She covered her eyes as a flash of light occurred, and she was now on the top of the tower, and the man was kneeling next to the other's body.
"Oh my God!" Arisa said as she saw that there was no head on the other body, and that the head was in the arms of the man, who was now weeping. She covered her hands and started to cry, steaming tears streamed down her face as she slowly walked towards the one man who was alive, clutching the head of his friend. She placed one hand on his shoulder, but he did not do anything. She kneeled down behind him and embraced him, trying to comfort him. She let go of him when he started to twitch. He stopped weeping, and turned, gazing into her light blue eyes. Her shoulder length, dark brown hair flowed in the wind, slapping her shoulders when the wind died. He dropped the head and embraced her, weeping into her silky white tank top. She slipped into the tea ceremony sitting position, making sure that her matching shorts wouldn't get dirty, even in a dream.
She slipped her arms around him, holding this man that she hardly knew. 'He…killed the other…they were friends…why is destiny so cruel…?'
I DO NOT OWN X CHARACTERS! CLAMP OWNS X! I ONLY OWN ARISA! That's my friend's name, but she wanted me to use it for my fan fic anyway…
Chapter One: Am I Dreaming?
Bu-bum…
Bu-bum…
"What is this? Is this some sort of dream? Where am I? What is that sound? Why am I here…?" Arisa thought as she walked through a place that seemed foreign to her, yet where she presently was. She walked through what used to be streets and looked at all the crumbled buildings that lay around her. She felt the wind blow through her hair and saw cherry blossom petals fly by her hand, yet when she touched a cherry blossom petal that fell towards her, she did not affect it's direction, for it kept flowing with the wind.
Bu-bum…
Bu-bum…
"I am in a dream, I can't affect anything that occurs in this dream…" Arisa said, not noticing that steps were approaching her.
"Who are you? Why are you here?" A man said, his black hair shined in the sun, and his blue eyes stared at her, almost as if he would hurt her. Arisa quickly turned around and stared into his blue eyes. She gasped and blushed at his good looks and quickly turned around again, clutching her cheeks, which were now many shades of red.
"I am Arisa, and I don't know exactly why I am here in this dream…is it your dream?"
"Yes, a dream that I was shown long ago…and it now haunts me…that nightmare that never ends, my memories." Arisa turned and looked at him, her cheeks still red from her blushing; yet she couldn't help but stare up at him and wonder what had happened to him, and why he had been shown a dream like this one?
Suddenly, the landscape changed, and there was a sudden burst of light. Arisa found herself standing next to the body of a woman, and the man was standing by her body. He stared at another man, who looked oddly alike to him. She kneeled over the girl's body, and saw that her chest did not rise and fall like any normal person's would and that she was dead. Arisa gasped and stared at the other man, who had a menacing look on his face, the one that made her think of a bad version of the man that she thought was a hotty.
She looked back at the girl, the wound was in her stomach, and she clearly saw that she was dead in the first place, that wound was a fatal one, even if she were operated on the second after she got it. She heard the sound of bending metal and felt the whole tower shaking below her feet. She looked towards the other man, he had moved his arm, sending a rush of power through his fingers. 'This power, it's menacing!' she thought. She covered her eyes as a flash of light occurred, and she was now on the top of the tower, and the man was kneeling next to the other's body.
"Oh my God!" Arisa said as she saw that there was no head on the other body, and that the head was in the arms of the man, who was now weeping. She covered her hands and started to cry, steaming tears streamed down her face as she slowly walked towards the one man who was alive, clutching the head of his friend. She placed one hand on his shoulder, but he did not do anything. She kneeled down behind him and embraced him, trying to comfort him. She let go of him when he started to twitch. He stopped weeping, and turned, gazing into her light blue eyes. Her shoulder length, dark brown hair flowed in the wind, slapping her shoulders when the wind died. He dropped the head and embraced her, weeping into her silky white tank top. She slipped into the tea ceremony sitting position, making sure that her matching shorts wouldn't get dirty, even in a dream.
She slipped her arms around him, holding this man that she hardly knew. 'He…killed the other…they were friends…why is destiny so cruel…?'