Slam Dun is not mine. Like duh.
A/N: This story's kinda weird. The prologue's kinda weird. Its supposed to be horror story, but I think people are only gonna end up laughing. Anyway, enjoy.
Prologue.
The light from the street lamps outside that slid in sneakily through the Venetian blinds hung on the windows dimly illuminated the dark shape of a woman hunched over the bowl she held in her hands. She carefully made her way through the darkened room and ever so carefully placed the bowl on a little table. The bowl was filled with a strange silver liquid that shimmered with a beautiful but devilish light. In the corner of the room, on a little cradle, a little baby began to squirm with apparent uneasiness.
"Be still, Yoshiko," the woman rasped. She then reached into her pocket and produced a little leather pouch. She reached her hand in and drew it out again holding a handful of something glittering even brighter than the mysterious swirling liquid in the bowl. It was, in fact, thousands of glittering fragments of a crystal, which held ancient and supernatural power.
Then, she began to mutter something. At first sound, people would have thought she was talking to herself, but when listened carefully, it was an incantation. She was calmly uttering a low, murmuring chant. Then, she threw the glittering crystal fragments into the bowl and she began a different incantation. Her voice rose steadily into a deafening crescendo, and in harmony, the liquid in the bowl began to swirl and froth furiously. Little eddies erupted on the once calm surface of the seething liquid.
Outside, passers-by felt a strange chill. They could neither see nor hear anything in the darkened house. But, they could sense something supernatural with mysterious powers inside it. "Witchcraft, devilry," they murmured amongst themselves and hurried away as fast as they could.
The woman ended her spell with a command. In a voice full of power she called out, "I, Soruko Minaki, open the doorway to the world of spirits!"
The bubbling liquid burst into one eerie blue flame that burned inside the bowl. The flame seemed to be trying to escape the bowl, but powerful enchantments kept it imprisoned within. The shadows on the wall writhed and twisted madly, and an unearthly shriek pierced the silence followed by another and another.
Suddenly, a hollow voice filled the room. "Leave, us alone, witch."
Many would have shuddered upon hearing the sound of that terribly empty voice, so devoid of humanity and emotions. But not Soruko Minaki. She calmly answered, "I will have my answers first."
"You will pay for this one day, witch," came the hollow reply. "Ask, and be quick."
The baby in the corner of the room began to bawl at the top of its lungs. Though only a baby, it sensed something was not right in the room. Something that did not belong to the quiet stillness of the night. She could sense something unnatural going on. All it could see and hear was the room illuminated with a brilliant but hellish light and a horribly empty voice that did not belong either. It wailed again loudly, but its mother did not come.
Tbc.
Ah, this chapter is kinda short.I know, I know. Besides, its only the prologue. If u guys like it , well, maybe I'll continue writing...but u gotta give me ur opinions 1st. Longer chapters promised.
PS: Uh, this chapter's kinda lame isn't it?
PPS: The SD characters dun come in the prologue. But they'll b in my next chapter...(if there is a nex chappie of cuz)
A/N: This story's kinda weird. The prologue's kinda weird. Its supposed to be horror story, but I think people are only gonna end up laughing. Anyway, enjoy.
Prologue.
The light from the street lamps outside that slid in sneakily through the Venetian blinds hung on the windows dimly illuminated the dark shape of a woman hunched over the bowl she held in her hands. She carefully made her way through the darkened room and ever so carefully placed the bowl on a little table. The bowl was filled with a strange silver liquid that shimmered with a beautiful but devilish light. In the corner of the room, on a little cradle, a little baby began to squirm with apparent uneasiness.
"Be still, Yoshiko," the woman rasped. She then reached into her pocket and produced a little leather pouch. She reached her hand in and drew it out again holding a handful of something glittering even brighter than the mysterious swirling liquid in the bowl. It was, in fact, thousands of glittering fragments of a crystal, which held ancient and supernatural power.
Then, she began to mutter something. At first sound, people would have thought she was talking to herself, but when listened carefully, it was an incantation. She was calmly uttering a low, murmuring chant. Then, she threw the glittering crystal fragments into the bowl and she began a different incantation. Her voice rose steadily into a deafening crescendo, and in harmony, the liquid in the bowl began to swirl and froth furiously. Little eddies erupted on the once calm surface of the seething liquid.
Outside, passers-by felt a strange chill. They could neither see nor hear anything in the darkened house. But, they could sense something supernatural with mysterious powers inside it. "Witchcraft, devilry," they murmured amongst themselves and hurried away as fast as they could.
The woman ended her spell with a command. In a voice full of power she called out, "I, Soruko Minaki, open the doorway to the world of spirits!"
The bubbling liquid burst into one eerie blue flame that burned inside the bowl. The flame seemed to be trying to escape the bowl, but powerful enchantments kept it imprisoned within. The shadows on the wall writhed and twisted madly, and an unearthly shriek pierced the silence followed by another and another.
Suddenly, a hollow voice filled the room. "Leave, us alone, witch."
Many would have shuddered upon hearing the sound of that terribly empty voice, so devoid of humanity and emotions. But not Soruko Minaki. She calmly answered, "I will have my answers first."
"You will pay for this one day, witch," came the hollow reply. "Ask, and be quick."
The baby in the corner of the room began to bawl at the top of its lungs. Though only a baby, it sensed something was not right in the room. Something that did not belong to the quiet stillness of the night. She could sense something unnatural going on. All it could see and hear was the room illuminated with a brilliant but hellish light and a horribly empty voice that did not belong either. It wailed again loudly, but its mother did not come.
Tbc.
Ah, this chapter is kinda short.I know, I know. Besides, its only the prologue. If u guys like it , well, maybe I'll continue writing...but u gotta give me ur opinions 1st. Longer chapters promised.
PS: Uh, this chapter's kinda lame isn't it?
PPS: The SD characters dun come in the prologue. But they'll b in my next chapter...(if there is a nex chappie of cuz)