Spirited Away
My Way
A/N: This is my own version of Spirited Away. It will have some of the same scenes as in the movie but most of it is completely different. The names aren't different but the plot is.
It starts off with Chiriro running away from her abusive uncle. Her mom was murdered when she was 3 and she never knew her father. The story starts with Chiriro at the age of ten. Enjoy!
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Running Away
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A young girl was running as fast as she could deeper and deeper into a forest. She stopped momentarily trying to catch her breath, gripping a dragon shaped flute that was tied around her neck. "Get back here!" She heard a distant yet close voice calling to her.
At the sound of the voice she took off running with fear playing across her face. She kept running faster and deeper into the forest trying to get away from her predator.
She stopped yet again as she noticed an odd statue in the middle of the forest. "Get back here Chiriro!" the voice yet again called to her. She took off again planning to not stop anytime soon.
Chiriro continued to run praying that she could get away from her predecessor. She knew this couldn't go on much longer before she tired out.
She continued to head forward until she came upon another weird statue. Luckily it was in front of a tunnel. 'A place where I can hide.' She thought warily. She ran in hearing a faint "Get back and receive your punishment Chiriro."
Once inside she hid under a nearby bench quivering in fear, hoping that she wouldn't be found. Minutes passed by and Chiriro was slowly welcoming the invitation of slumber.
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Chiriro rubbed her eyes trying to block out the penetrating sunlight. She got out from under the bench and started stretching to get the kinks out of her back. She reached into her jean pocket and pulled out a granola bar.
She savored the taste of her only piece of food. She only ate half intending to save the rest for later. She stood up getting her first good look at her surroundings.
There were a couple of benches and one lone fountain. In the distant she could hear a train. She started to walk towards the sound of the train engine hoping it would lead her to a town.
What she didn't expect was to be in front of a beautiful grove. There were more statues everywhere seemingly popping out of the ground. On top of the hill she saw buildings of all sorts of colors.
She walked up the grove coming upon what seemed like a dried up river. She walked across the rocks wanting to see the buildings up close. As she walked up the steps a pleasant smell started blowing her way. She went up the steps faster hoping to find food
At the top step she saw one last statue shaped like a frog. She walked past it intent on finding where the smell was coming from. She started walking with an increasing pace as the scent grew stronger and more alluring.
As hypnotizing as the smell was Chiriro couldn't help but notice that all of the buildings were restaurants and cafes.
As the smell grew stronger Chiriro noticed how hungry she was and started to run towards it.
Finally arriving to where the smell was the strongest her mouth started watering. Entering the restaurant she sadly noticed that whoever ran it wasn't there. Not feeling right taking the food without permission she walked by to explore the place a little more.
She noticed steam in the air and walked toward it wandering if anyone would be there. She walked up more steps and stopped to look at a lamp that more new than all of the buildings.
Chiriro looked to her right and saw what looked like a bathhouse. She walked over a bridge hoping to get a better look, stopping as she heard a train yet again. She went to the side of the bridge and looked over seeing the train.
Staying at the side of the bridge she pulled out her flute, and started playing. It was a beautiful song yet it had a bit of sadness tied into the tune.
She stopped playing as she heard footsteps on the bridge. She looked towards the sound seeing a young boy with black hair walking to her.
He stopped with a sketch of surprise on his face but it quickly turned into what looked like anger.
"What are you doing here?"
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So how was it? If you didn't know this is my first fanfic. Please review and please be kind. The next chapter will be called 'Acquired Meetings'.
My Way
A/N: This is my own version of Spirited Away. It will have some of the same scenes as in the movie but most of it is completely different. The names aren't different but the plot is.
It starts off with Chiriro running away from her abusive uncle. Her mom was murdered when she was 3 and she never knew her father. The story starts with Chiriro at the age of ten. Enjoy!
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Running Away
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A young girl was running as fast as she could deeper and deeper into a forest. She stopped momentarily trying to catch her breath, gripping a dragon shaped flute that was tied around her neck. "Get back here!" She heard a distant yet close voice calling to her.
At the sound of the voice she took off running with fear playing across her face. She kept running faster and deeper into the forest trying to get away from her predator.
She stopped yet again as she noticed an odd statue in the middle of the forest. "Get back here Chiriro!" the voice yet again called to her. She took off again planning to not stop anytime soon.
Chiriro continued to run praying that she could get away from her predecessor. She knew this couldn't go on much longer before she tired out.
She continued to head forward until she came upon another weird statue. Luckily it was in front of a tunnel. 'A place where I can hide.' She thought warily. She ran in hearing a faint "Get back and receive your punishment Chiriro."
Once inside she hid under a nearby bench quivering in fear, hoping that she wouldn't be found. Minutes passed by and Chiriro was slowly welcoming the invitation of slumber.
**********
Chiriro rubbed her eyes trying to block out the penetrating sunlight. She got out from under the bench and started stretching to get the kinks out of her back. She reached into her jean pocket and pulled out a granola bar.
She savored the taste of her only piece of food. She only ate half intending to save the rest for later. She stood up getting her first good look at her surroundings.
There were a couple of benches and one lone fountain. In the distant she could hear a train. She started to walk towards the sound of the train engine hoping it would lead her to a town.
What she didn't expect was to be in front of a beautiful grove. There were more statues everywhere seemingly popping out of the ground. On top of the hill she saw buildings of all sorts of colors.
She walked up the grove coming upon what seemed like a dried up river. She walked across the rocks wanting to see the buildings up close. As she walked up the steps a pleasant smell started blowing her way. She went up the steps faster hoping to find food
At the top step she saw one last statue shaped like a frog. She walked past it intent on finding where the smell was coming from. She started walking with an increasing pace as the scent grew stronger and more alluring.
As hypnotizing as the smell was Chiriro couldn't help but notice that all of the buildings were restaurants and cafes.
As the smell grew stronger Chiriro noticed how hungry she was and started to run towards it.
Finally arriving to where the smell was the strongest her mouth started watering. Entering the restaurant she sadly noticed that whoever ran it wasn't there. Not feeling right taking the food without permission she walked by to explore the place a little more.
She noticed steam in the air and walked toward it wandering if anyone would be there. She walked up more steps and stopped to look at a lamp that more new than all of the buildings.
Chiriro looked to her right and saw what looked like a bathhouse. She walked over a bridge hoping to get a better look, stopping as she heard a train yet again. She went to the side of the bridge and looked over seeing the train.
Staying at the side of the bridge she pulled out her flute, and started playing. It was a beautiful song yet it had a bit of sadness tied into the tune.
She stopped playing as she heard footsteps on the bridge. She looked towards the sound seeing a young boy with black hair walking to her.
He stopped with a sketch of surprise on his face but it quickly turned into what looked like anger.
"What are you doing here?"
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So how was it? If you didn't know this is my first fanfic. Please review and please be kind. The next chapter will be called 'Acquired Meetings'.