The Eyes of a Child
A FFII story
DISCLAIMER: I do not own any portion of Fatal Frame II: Crimson Butterfly or any of its characters.
CHAPTER FOUR: CRIMSON BUTTERFLY
Mayu awoke that morning and thought about her dream. It had been so odd...but the most prominent thing that she remembered was the girl telling her to always look for a red butterfly. Mayu, recalling what the butterfly looked like, had found that it was a deep red color, a crimson color. It was very pretty, too. It had a sort of bright, red glow around it as it had flown in front of her....
"Mayu honey! Come down and join your sister for breakfast!" called Shizuka from downstairs. Mio's bed was empty, so she was downstairs, too.
All Mayu could think about during breakfast was that crimson butterfly and the girl. Mayu had forgotten parts of her dream, so she could not remember why the girl had wanted Mayu to follow the crimson butterfly....was it something about a secret village...?
After Mio and Mayu had finished, they went outside to play. Mayu's walking had gotten better, and she could walk around more, though she preferred to sit.
"Hey Mayu, look at the pretty butterfly that landed on my hand!" Mio called after a couple minutes of picking flowers in the yard.
Mayu's head turned faster than a whip. She looked at Mio's hand.
It was the crimson butterfly from her dream.
Suddenly, Mio began to shriek. Her hand had begun to bleed where the butterfly's soft, delicate feet where placed on the back of Mio's hand.
"GET IT OFF ME!!!" Mio shrieked, tears streaming down her face. The blood frightened her; she shook her hand so violently that one would think she may have dislocated her arm from its socket. The butterfly clung to the back of her hand.
"SOMEBODY PLEASE GET IT OFF MY HAND!! MY HAND IS GETTING ALL BLOODY!!" Mio screamed louder, her face turning red and blotchy as she screamed and cried. She looked at the red butterfly with the utmost terror as she continued to shake her hand and shriek.
Mayu simply stared. Suddenly, an involuntary smile crept across her face. She watched Mio, crying in fear to anyone who would listen, and yet, Mayu stood there, her very own sister....
....and smiled.
Shizuka had been thinking sadly about Mayu's permanent injury, when she heard Mio's screams of pain and fear.
"I'M COMING, I'M COMING!!" yelled Shizuka, rushing out the door to help her screaming child.
Shizuka ran faster than wind, her heart filled with fear for her daughters. When she finally reached Mio, she was lying on the ground, curled up and crying, as a strange, glowing red butterfly floated away with the soft breeze under its wings.
A FFII story
DISCLAIMER: I do not own any portion of Fatal Frame II: Crimson Butterfly or any of its characters.
CHAPTER FOUR: CRIMSON BUTTERFLY
Mayu awoke that morning and thought about her dream. It had been so odd...but the most prominent thing that she remembered was the girl telling her to always look for a red butterfly. Mayu, recalling what the butterfly looked like, had found that it was a deep red color, a crimson color. It was very pretty, too. It had a sort of bright, red glow around it as it had flown in front of her....
"Mayu honey! Come down and join your sister for breakfast!" called Shizuka from downstairs. Mio's bed was empty, so she was downstairs, too.
All Mayu could think about during breakfast was that crimson butterfly and the girl. Mayu had forgotten parts of her dream, so she could not remember why the girl had wanted Mayu to follow the crimson butterfly....was it something about a secret village...?
After Mio and Mayu had finished, they went outside to play. Mayu's walking had gotten better, and she could walk around more, though she preferred to sit.
"Hey Mayu, look at the pretty butterfly that landed on my hand!" Mio called after a couple minutes of picking flowers in the yard.
Mayu's head turned faster than a whip. She looked at Mio's hand.
It was the crimson butterfly from her dream.
Suddenly, Mio began to shriek. Her hand had begun to bleed where the butterfly's soft, delicate feet where placed on the back of Mio's hand.
"GET IT OFF ME!!!" Mio shrieked, tears streaming down her face. The blood frightened her; she shook her hand so violently that one would think she may have dislocated her arm from its socket. The butterfly clung to the back of her hand.
"SOMEBODY PLEASE GET IT OFF MY HAND!! MY HAND IS GETTING ALL BLOODY!!" Mio screamed louder, her face turning red and blotchy as she screamed and cried. She looked at the red butterfly with the utmost terror as she continued to shake her hand and shriek.
Mayu simply stared. Suddenly, an involuntary smile crept across her face. She watched Mio, crying in fear to anyone who would listen, and yet, Mayu stood there, her very own sister....
....and smiled.
Shizuka had been thinking sadly about Mayu's permanent injury, when she heard Mio's screams of pain and fear.
"I'M COMING, I'M COMING!!" yelled Shizuka, rushing out the door to help her screaming child.
Shizuka ran faster than wind, her heart filled with fear for her daughters. When she finally reached Mio, she was lying on the ground, curled up and crying, as a strange, glowing red butterfly floated away with the soft breeze under its wings.