Emu: Wow….I actually made the next chapter! HURRAY!
Puppetmon: Is reading a 'How to defeat you enemies' book. Emu owns nothing.
Emu: What are you doing?
Puppetmon: Preparing.
Emu: For what exactly?
Puppetmon: Crest's doom.
Emu: Alrighty then.
Red eyes pierced the darkness. They simmered slightly and then glared at her. Blazing with an unknown furry, they burned. A dark figure came out of nowhere and seemed to attach itself to those same evil eyes. The thing took on a form and bore a great resemblance to a raptor. The only real difference was that the beast thing was made entirely out of shadows and had no actual face except for those two blood red eyes. The creature somehow let out an unearthly scream into the night, hurting her ears. It bowed its massive head and uttered with an imaginary mouth one word, "Run."
The girl gasped in fright and fled. Her legs became a blur of tan and the creature gave chase. Her breath hitched as her feet bounced off the ground. Faster and faster she ran but it always stayed right behind. He heart pounded against her rib cage, almost as if it would rip out of her body at any second and fly into the dirt.
'Don't look back!' she screamed mentally. 'Come on! Faster! FASTER!' Her inner cries heeded her in no way and her gut began to hurt. Why was it after her? WHAT was IT? She didn't know and under the circumstances she didn't care.
The creature laughed darkly as gnarled twigs slashed her face and side. She was somewhere in a forest. Tress loomed menacingly on either side, and thrones jutted out from every which way. No animal life could be seen. The only noises were of her heavy breathing and the cruel laughs of the creature.
It was almost upon her now. Shrieking with devilish delight. It had but one goal, and that was to rip the girl up until no one could identify her fleshy remains. Making faints swoops; it took joy in her panicked screams. Oh how it would take pleasure in slowly slicing one little piece from her bleeding body at a time. Its eyes glowed fiercely with a sinister anticipation.
A startled yelp escaped the girl throat when she tripped on a twisted stick. She just barely managed to roll to the side before the thing flew past. It screeched to a halt just short of a boulder and slowly turned to stare at her. Razor claws appeared accompanied by a long blade on the things tail. Digging its firmly into the soft soil, the creature prepared to attack.
The girl cringed, waiting for just the precise moment. If she moved just a fraction of a second off, those sharp weapons would tear her head clear off of her body. She crouched low and rubbed her injured ankle, gazing in terror at the beast before her. Time seemed to freeze as the two merely looked at one another. But that was shattered when, without warning, the thing charged full speed.
Dirt flew in every direction as the creature drew near. The girl looked as though she was paralyzed. Closer came the roaring monster but the girl couldn't bring herself to move. Not yet. 'Wait for it! Wait for it!' she told herself. When the gleaming blades were only but a few inches from their target, the girl flung herself out of the way.
Bruises collected on her delicate skinned as she toppled down a tree-lined hill. She tried in vain to stop tumbling but kept flying down the hill. Jagged rocks sharp enough to maul her, rested at the bottom. She clawed frantically at the earth. 'Too fast! NO!' Hand-fulls of dirt and thin grass were all that she got in return for her struggle.
The rocks lay just ahead. There was not time to think, no time to breath. She let out one last anguished cry, as she was about to meet her gory doom. Tears slid down her swelling checks. The rocks neared and then…she hit something soft.
'But how?' she thought before taking in her new surroundings. She was sitting on a comfortable bed. The sheets were white and the frame was made of a shiny brass. The peculiar thing was that the bed was high on a mountain.
The girl cautiously stepped down from her perch and checked for any serious damage. Finding none, she began to search for anything that might tell her where she was.
While looking around, she happened to find a fountain. It was made of a dark marble that had the tiniest hint of ivy growing on it. The fountain itself looked like a serpent on one side and an eagle on the other. Pure, clear water shot out of a bowl placed on the eagle and serpent's heads, and flowed into a small pool of brilliant covered fish. All around statues that seemed both good and evil were carved.
Her hand lifted up on its own accord and reached for a white marble angel. The tips of her fingers barely grazed the sculpture when a voice broke through the still air.
"Beautiful isn't?" a silky voice asked. The girl quickly jerked her hand away. She spun around to see a woman in a black velvet dress. The woman had silvery hair and a dark blue amulet hung from her neck. No shoes were on her feet and her pale skin glistened in a sun that the girl just realized was there.
"Who are you," she asked meekly.
"I am the one who watches over this garden," replied the woman softly.
"Is it yours?"
"In a sense it is." The woman stood and walked over to a bright orange flower. She carefully pet its small petals and continued. "It was given to me you see. This used to belong to another mistress but she became too old and was unable to sustain it." The girl nodded gradually and inched toward the woman. "Flowers are quite delicate, wouldn't you say?" asked the woman suddenly.
"I guess so," the girl got some bravery and came very close to the strange woman.
"Almost as thought they were souls. Souls are quite delicate too you know. They don't take much to break but if fed properly, they can grow into something wonderful. Some should need protecting I think. Would you?"
The girl was flabbergasted and questioned, "Would I what?"
"Would you protect a soul?" the woman answered simply.
"I might," the girl said uncertainly.
"I do hope that you will. Unpleasant things happen when a soul loses its light. Just like flowers, they need a sun. But it can't just be a sun alone you know. It has to be love too."
"Love?"
"Of course, those who love and those who brighten have very different yet very important jobs when it comes to cultivating a soul. Without those and others things though, souls become evil misshapen beings. Almost like the one that chased you."
The girl gaped. How could this woman know about that? She was about to ask when the woman stood and began to walk away. "WAIT! Who are you? What did you mean? How do you know these things," cried the girl to the retreating form.
"In time dear, in time."
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Kari jolted awake. Sweat cascaded down her shivering form. 'What was that about? What did it mean? Who was that woman?' Kari tried to collect her thoughts but was unable to. Sighing, she fell back on her pillow. No need to worry Tai, it probably didn't mean anything. She reassured herself and closed her eyes, but she couldn't get rid of the nagging feeling that something was about to happen.
Emu: THERE! I hope you're happy now! It is 1:40 a.m. I stayed up all that time just to rite this.
Puppetmon: Goes out the door
Emu: Where are you going?!
Puppetmon: TO THE TANK CLUB!
Emu: WHY?!
Puppetmon: SUPPLIES!
Emu: Sometimes I wonder….0.o I have decided to rewrite the prologue and shall do so tomorrow. Right now, I have to finish a story for school. BYE!
