Kyoki: Hi! This is my first fic. Or the first one I've uploaded. Hope you
like it.
Ryoku: Is that it?
I hate talking to the ningens so just read and review! Jeez!
Ryoku: (sigh) whatever, Kyoki.
One Step Closer
By Linkin Park
I cannot take this anymore
I'm saying everything I've said before
All these words they make no sense
I find bliss in ignorance
Less I hear the less you'll say
But you'll find that out anyway
Just like before...
The fire demon sat in the bar in the Makai. The police had just chased him,
and now his best friend was dead. He was smoking and having a drink in the
bar. Everything had happened so fast. It didn't help his mood when everyone
started interrogating him. They almost seemed to become a thick black smoke
around him.
Everything you say to me
Takes me one step closer to the edge
And I'm about to break
I need a little room to breathe
Cause I'm one step closer to the edge
And I'm about to break
He took of his bandana revealing his eye and the last thing he remembered
was red. Pure red blood. The stench of blood. He woke in prison the next
day. He was going to have a trial in a week. The other high-class demons
were giving him trouble that week.
I find the answers aren't so clear
Wish I could find a way to disappear
All these thoughts they make no sense
I find bliss in ignorance
Nothing seems to go away
Over and over again
Just like before...
One made a comment abut his friend. The one that died. He called him the
idiot kitsune. And much worse right in the fire demons face. He snapped.
The blood came again.
Everything you say to me
Takes me one step closer to the edge
And I'm about to break
I need a little room to breathe
Cause I'm one step closer to the edge
And I'm about to break
Everything you say to me
Takes me one step closer to the edge
And I'm about to break
I need a little room to breathe
Cause I'm one step closer to the edge
And I'm about to break
Break break, break, break break
He was put in solitary confinement. The guard crowded around him and
interrogated him and yelled like a thick black smoke with lots of pepper
spray in his eyes. The pain and the deafening noise were unbearable. He
struggled and yelled at them.
Shut up when I'm talking to you
shut up shut up shut up
shut up when I'm talking to you
shut up shut up shut up shut up
I'm about to break
His trial came. They showed no mercy. The yelling and the tight shackles
and the itchy and lice infested uniform. The whipping and the bleeding.
Then the horrible verdict. He was guilty on all accounts. He would be
beaten and slashed and whipped until God have mercy on his judgment. He was
lead into a large room with many skeletons and suffering demons just lying
on the floor begging for their own death. He was strapped to a table lying
on his stomach. He waited for the club. But he only felt rising anger.
Unstoppable rage.
Everything you say to me
Takes me one step closer to the edge
And I'm about to break
I need a little room to breathe
Cause I'm one step closer to the edge
And I'm about to break
He looked back on the last 2 weeks. His best friend had died, and now he
was paying for his deeds. He waited for the blow. He was so messed up now,
even he begged for the blow of the club.
Everything you say to me
Takes me one step closer to the edge
And I'm about to break
I need a little room to breathe
Cause I'm one step closer to the edge
He heard the signal for the club to come down...
And I'm about to...
He heard it come down then he felt the blow as he heard and felt his back
snap.
BREAK!
Kyoki: I hope you liked it and, yes, that's all.
Ryoku: I liked it!
Kyoki: whatever....
Ryoku: you need to lighten up, Kyoki!
Kyoki: why?
Ryoku: so you can write your next fic!!!
Kyoki: (groan)