Pairing One- Sieya & Usagi
Paring Two- Mamoru & Usagi
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Final Paring- Undecided
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Chapter One- Birth
Summary- A day when a demon is born…is a day when all hell breaks loose. A birth is such a joy filled occasion…and on a certain date it sealed the fate of two souls—
Thunder rang through the air at an early hour of mere twilight. It was June sixth, a blood filled hour as screams echoed through the shifted air. There was something strange about this night. It wasn't the weather, and it wasn't the sounds—maybe it was just a certain feeling that a mother would get as one would put there child to bed. Or maybe it was feeling of the wind, prickling gently against ones skin. Maybe it was the smell of blood, or the sight of it for that matter…that seeped through the wounds of a gifted child.
Can you hear the screams that break through the night?
Can you hear the laughter that no longer in sight?
She was born to a kind lady, but on that night she was taken away. The shrill cries of mother's woe, the shrill screams of pain and agony. Sweat mingled in with blood, after hours of screaming and pain the cry of a baby was music to her ears, but a second later—the cries stopped. There, wrapped in a warm blanket was a baby engulf in darkness, in the arms of the enemy.
What could a common woman do? Beg? Plea? The grandfather clock stood in moonlight's glow, ticking away, quietly…gently. Time slipped through her fingers, and the last she saw of her baby was a small smile. A small innocent coo…at the stroke of midnight—
(Eighteen Years Later)
The quiet seductive laughter that filled the small room, as the fired burned darkly through the night. The room was dim but you could slightly make out the couple lying on the bare floor. There bodies molded into one as the night grew old.
Her laughter merged into his deep chuckles as the glasses clanked. Eyes of cerulean blue stared innocently at the young man before her. Her silver locks fell over her shoulders slowly flowing to her body. A river of delight… His eyes roamed her body hungrily and in return her eyes glinted dangerously.
They scooted closer to the flaring fire. Its flames lighting up the room, it dance merrily in depths of her eyes—
"You're a beauty."
"Why, thank you."
"I've heard...things about you..."
"Have you now."
"Yes..."
"Are you...afraid?"
He engraved her image into his soul; he engraved her laughter into his memory. This women before him was his other half. He couldn't live without her, and wouldn't dare. Her voice alone made him shudder, her kiss made him grow weak. What could a man do? He was a man now…at age eighteen he was content with where he was, but pity this fool that fell in love.
"No..."
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Pity the fool.
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She licked her lips in anticipation; her eyes were transfixed upon his neck. "Looking at something my sweet?" His voice was humorous as he closed the gap between there lips. Her hands traveled his body but they stopped at his neck. Parting the kiss she smiled sweetly as she pushed his head to the side. You could hear his breathing grow into gasps in excitement.
Kissing ever so softly, her tongue traveled hungrily over his skin. She bit his neck gently just to get a taste; the sound of his moans filled her ears. Her eyes watched as his blood dripped slowly as each drop fell to her lips. Her eyes grew dark as the fire flickered off. She left one last kiss before she bit down. Her eyes gleamed with the light of moon.
Screams filled the room, as he turned pale. His blue eyes turned into a stone grey, as his body grew lifeless. She licked her lips in satisfaction as her hands ruffled his short locks. "Goodbye my love…" Her voice was calm and steady as his eyes bore into her. His eyes were fill with hurt, betrayal, pain and love.
"Goodbye"
Her smile grew as she kissed him once more taking his last breath—
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This continued year after year, her prey were all similar for they chose a life with her. Amazingly enough she had the heart to send a few back, to warn the others of what is to come. Live they will, but there men belonged to her—
(Thousands of Years Later)
He paced about, worried out of his mind. The birth of his first child was on the way, and all he could do was wait. Waiting was torture, and he was anxious
to know what sex this baby was. Praying to God that it be a girl— A girl, all he wanted was healthy baby girl. Finally, after hours of wait, the joy filled cries rang through the air.
He ran. Ran. What he saw took his breath away. There his wife lay, with what looked like a frown upon her pretty face. 'Isn't she happy?' he wondered. Upon closer inspection he discovered not one, but two—boys. His heart pounded heavily, his eyes teared. The town would greet the two new members of the Chiba family—
Mamoru—
Seiya—
They looked just like him, with eyes of blue, and hair of raven. Beautiful, absolutely beautiful… His hands clenched as he shifted under her gaze. His wife's loving green eyes gave him some small amount of comfort. They were alone in this room, with there newfound joy. He took his seat next to her in silence, in complete silence.
Taking Mamoru into his arms he cuddled with the newborn. Held him tight, and absolutely afraid to let go. With one hand holding the baby, the other stroked lovingly against his wife's silky strands of sunlight. "Thank you…" he whispered out.
Seiya was in her arms as she watched the display of emotion between father and son, the little baby in her arms smiled. He gave her that toothless smile, that priceless smile. Grinning slightly she assured herself that everything was all right, that everything was ok.
"What now?" She asked.
"We wait, we pray."
He had always feared of having a boy…ever since his night with that mercifulness angel. She let him go. For some odd reason—she let him go. He remember her eyes of blue. He remembered her silver strands. She was centuries old, and yet still held her youth. A beauty was what she was. An angel trapped in hell.
He'd been told of these stories ever since he could remember. At first he thought them as lies. At first he thought his family was crazed. So on that night, the night of his eighteenth birthday he didn't sleep. He wanted to stay awake…to prove them wrong. Oh, but little did he know that he was the one that was indeed wrong.
She came. She came, and took him away. He was heaven one minute, and in hell the next. He could remember his thoughts right then.
'How could someone that pretty be so cruel?'
He saw what she did to the others. He saw her kill, and yet she kept him alive. He'd only been there for mere hours, but it felt like days. He loved it, and yet hated it. It was like he was meant to be there, meant to be her slave. She was kind, gentle, and sweet even. To him, and many others. It was hard to even consider that she could be this monster!
But she was—she was a monster. He hated her right now, but for some reason he loved her still. Don't get me wrong, he loved his wife dearly, but it was as if she was his first; his first love, his first everything. He couldn't forget her, and didn't want to.
He had two sons now. Two people to worry about…he was afraid out of his mind, and was going to be for the next eighteen years—and then some. He's been told by his grandfather—
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"Some has tried to run. Some has tried to start off somewhere else…but you can't. She'll find you. If you are the blood of this town, she WILL find you. There isn't any use running, thinking it or even actually doing it. She's everywhere. She's inside each and every one of us."
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Mamoru cooed in his arms—
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"It's like a curse. She knows where we are, she knows us better then we know ourselves. It is said that it happen some time ago, when she use to be just an ordinary girl. Just an ordinary innocent child…"
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What if someone took Mamoru and Seiya from him at this instant. Would they turn into her?
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"She was special. She was different. At the point of birth, they took her away. At the exact point onto adulthood she took her first prey. She lives inside us, feeds from our soul, and our blood. She's everything that we would want, and everything that we wouldn't…"
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What happened to this angel during those first eighteen years. What happened?
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"Those who survive can always remember her, but for those who died…somehow did it willingly. When your with her you bare your soul to her kind eyes. When your with her your in the bliss-filled heaven--"
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Deep within the shadows an angel stood watching; her cerulean orbs upon those sweet boys. She gave them a toothy grin, and they were the only ones that knew of her presence. Blowing a kiss to them both she retreated back with words that flowed through the soft breeze—
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"See you soon loves…very soon--"
A/N- Hello again everyone, I guess that the new Believe isn't much of a hit, but its somewhat of a start. For those who stuck by me: Thank you. For you new readers out there I do hope that you continue to read. Review please!
Next Chapter- Stories
Summary- Growing through the years these two have been told of the town myth—over and over…and over again; and like there father—they don't believe. There eighteenth birthday looms nearer, and oh does she know.
A/N- I'm sorry about the year changes…large ones in fact, but I hope everything turned out alright. Kind of boring because they aren't together yet, but I do hope that you guys continue to read! Review!
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