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Authors Beginning Note:. Basically Chihiro's Position doesn't look too well, as she follows a lead that could very well be completely off, therefore risking her neck for nothing. Bummer.
Chapter 18
So We Meet Again
Pushing through the crowds, I finally made it to an elevator and up I went. As crowded as it was, I don't mind. After all, there are things much worse than crowded elevators. I waited patiently as everyone else got off on their floors and I at last got off on the very last stop up. Wishing I could turn around. But knowing I can't. Not without serious consequences that I'd rather not have to go through. I walked slowly to the big red door with a golden gargoyle head knocker and gilded hinges. I took a deep breath and pushed. It wouldn't budge. I tried pushing harder and it still wouldn't budge.
"I did not come all of this way risking my neck and have to stop for a stupid door." I muttered backing up and ran at it. Boy did it hurt when I hit the door with my shoulder. It was especially painful when I heard a crunch and looked at my limp arm and the unmoved arm.
"Oh palease!!!" I muttered as is leaned against the wall and forced my dislocated arm back into place. My lip was bleeding from biting it. Sighing I turned back to the door.
"Um.Open sesame seed..no.abra kadabra.uh.alakazam.oh! It's hopeless! I don't know what to do. It's.all.so.hopeless." I muttered and sat down. My head was down. The door creaked open and I looked up.
"But how." I said and quickly walked through. Only to be met with another door. When I turned back the door I had walked through was closed.
Well, I must have said something.how else could it have opened.um.lets see.what all did I say.
"Hopeless." I said and that door too opened slowly.
Hopeless.that's the password.hopeless.but why is the password hopeless.
I shook my head and kept saying it over and over again to every door I came too.
Hopeless.what a sad demeaning word.a maddening word.a word to describe emptyiness.describing the enivitable that will happen and your inability to stop it.hopeless.describing the bleakness of it all.the end of a rope.the failure.maybe I too am doomed to failure.doomed to this hopelessness.maybe.the good guys won't win this time.I mean after all.the bad guys have to win once or twice right.maybe I should just give up.maybe.
~"Chihiro! Free me!"~ The memory of Kohaku's voice and the desperation it held within it while in my dreams snapped me out of my thoughts.
My dreams.Kohaku.
"NO! It is not hopeless! The bad guys won't win! I will save Kohaku!" I screamed. The knowledge now of why the password was what it was came to me suddenly with such clarity it felt like I had just awoken from a dream. She had wanted the intruders, if they could even figure out the password, to feel lost and hopeless. They would never reach the end of the many doors. They would all give up. It was like being brainwashed. I won't.I refuse to let a word, a simple word make me give up everything I've suffered so far! Everything everyone has suffered so far! I won't give up!
"There is hope! I can do this! Yubaaba, I swear, I will save Kohaku, even if he is bound in a cage of iron and steel. I will succeed. I will not fall for your little games." I straightened my bad and with a more fierce determination than I had possessed earlier I walked on. Though I said 'hopeless' repeatedly, I would not let the words from my lips seep into my brain and drown me in despair.
And finally, at last, I said it once more, and when the door swung open, I was greeted by the empty office room that was Yubaaba's. I stepped in and the door shut behind me. Looking around, it looked exactly like my dream. I looked around but saw nothing unusually. Nothing unordinary. Nothing new or unfamiliar to this room. It looked to be the same.
Everything is so different.and yet it is the same. it's odd.in the human world everything changes.but not in the Spirit World.
I looked around but could not find a trace of Kohaku.
I wonder.he isn't here.but I was sure.where could he be.maybe.he isn't here after all.but the rumors.my dreams.my dreams.maybe.there is something.
I thought closing my eyes.
Something familiar.something I need to know.or get.something I saw.something out of place that wasn't here before.
And then it hit me. I quickly opened my eyes and strode over to Yubaaba's desk. I shifted papers, pushing stacks, rearranging things, my eyes were searching, searching for that one thing, that one thing that very well may save Kohaku. Not finding the thing I was looking for, I found myself in the middle of the room staring at the places I had looked.
The hair on my neck began to prickle. I could sense someone s eyes boring into my back. Someone I did not wish to meet. Especially not here, and Especially not now.
"Well, well, well, look who's not dead yet." Came a cold emotionless voice. I slowly turned around and looked into the eyes that had been glaring at me. There he stood, like a dead thing. His skin pale like bleached bone, with a sickly tallow color added to it. His hair was unkept to an extent, though shiny and looked as silky as it had before. His black over shirt and black pants hung loosly as usual. His white under shirt a gray color. His sash, a pale, pale sickly yellow. Before me stood the empty soulless corpse Haku. I swallowed hard. My heart beating rapidly and pounding mercilessly against my chest. I was hot and cold at the same time. My mind telling me to run but not moving. Now what is going to happen?
"It's amazing really. How a puney selfish, smelly, worthless, idiotic human such as yourself, made it this far. I would have thought you dead by now. With the cut upon your hand, which now mercilessly bleeds, though slowly, in your stomach. How could something as weak as you make it this far. Live this long. Surely you must have had help." His touching speech made my anger flare, though I still could not move. It was as if he kept me there by a force unseen to me. And that made me even angrier. He stepped towards me. Eventually his stride carried him all the way to but mere inches from my face. I did not flinch. Nor did I utter a word. He would not have that satisfaction to see my fear. He still showed no emotion. I looked into the pitfall depths of his eyes. They were eyes you could get lost in. Eye's you wouldn't want to get lost in, for you would be lost forever. Your soul too, would be lost as was his. They held nothing. Not even pain, and for me, that was the scariest of all. Then he smirked. I gasped at his new found emotion that this demon seemed to poses. Then his face scrunched up in bitter pleasure. So he did have emotion. Just like Haku. It's just like his opposite. What Haku could have became, but didn't.
"What are you and what have you done with Kohaku." I muttered with venom.
"Tut, tut. Such a curiouse worthless brat." He began circling me, distaste written across his face. It was scary, how his face could hold emotion and yet his eyes did not. They might as well not even be there. Then he stopped right in front of me again. Then he lunged at me.
"So tell me little girl, just how did you survive. Who could have helped? Hmmm?" I was gasping for air. His hand was wrapped around my neck and I struggled against his grasp.
"I'll. Never. Tell." I said. He pulled me closer to his face.
"You will tell me." I spat right on him. He threw me against the desk. I heard the cracking and the splintering of wood beneath me. Papers fell all over the place.
"Ma ma?" Came a voice from the other room. I looked up as I felt big shaking. Out from behind the curtains came an oversized baby, larger than a human being.
"Bou!" I said,, for one moment excited and not looking at Haku. Bou looked at me and I could see the puzzlement on his face.
"Bou! It's me Chihiro! Sen! Remember!" I said. He looked at me in with joy that his friend had come back maybe to play with him this time even and realization of who this was and her situation . He turned to Haku who was standing in the middle of the room. Then my smile disappeared and worry over crowded my thoughts.
"You hurt my friend Sen. I'm gonna tell mommy! I'll cry if you don't leave her alone!" Said Bou.
"Bou! What are you doing! You should get of here while you still can! You have to hurry!" I cast a nervous glance at Haku.
"Zay ana haro hiay Zi yan ney!" Said Haku said and Bou froze in his place. It didn't look as if he was breathing. I was so angry that all I wanted to do was hurt the thing that had caused this.
I looked up at him, only to see him changing. Changing into the hideous form of his black scared dragon. Now I could feel the fear crawl and slithering through my stomache.
How can I fight a dragon.how can I stand a chance.I blew it.I should have done this sooner.now what am I going to do.
Out of the corner of my eye I saw a small almost unnoticeable blue/green light shining underneath a bunch of papers. I quickly removed them and saw the little box that was in my dream. It was beautiful. It looked like power and kindness shining brightly, wanting to be found. I grabbed and quickly got up and ran. I went to grab the door handle but the doors flew open. There at the end of the long corridor was Yubaaba. I looked behind me. The black and red scared, horrifying dragon was right behind me. I looked around frantically. There's no one to help me. No escape to be found. I'm trapped between two deadly foes, and there is nothing I can do about it. I'm trapped.and alone.
Authors Ending Note: Well, it may not be as good as the last chapter or as long, but it's interesting, and it has a lot of suspense in it. Now wouldn't you peoples agree?
Oh, and Thank You to all who reviewed my story right. Thanx to you all, I haven't quite posting up or writing this story, because I have a purpose in posting these chapters up.because I knows you peoples like them so much! So Thanx again I really appreciate it! ( (((((((((
Authors Beginning Note:. Basically Chihiro's Position doesn't look too well, as she follows a lead that could very well be completely off, therefore risking her neck for nothing. Bummer.
Chapter 18
So We Meet Again
Pushing through the crowds, I finally made it to an elevator and up I went. As crowded as it was, I don't mind. After all, there are things much worse than crowded elevators. I waited patiently as everyone else got off on their floors and I at last got off on the very last stop up. Wishing I could turn around. But knowing I can't. Not without serious consequences that I'd rather not have to go through. I walked slowly to the big red door with a golden gargoyle head knocker and gilded hinges. I took a deep breath and pushed. It wouldn't budge. I tried pushing harder and it still wouldn't budge.
"I did not come all of this way risking my neck and have to stop for a stupid door." I muttered backing up and ran at it. Boy did it hurt when I hit the door with my shoulder. It was especially painful when I heard a crunch and looked at my limp arm and the unmoved arm.
"Oh palease!!!" I muttered as is leaned against the wall and forced my dislocated arm back into place. My lip was bleeding from biting it. Sighing I turned back to the door.
"Um.Open sesame seed..no.abra kadabra.uh.alakazam.oh! It's hopeless! I don't know what to do. It's.all.so.hopeless." I muttered and sat down. My head was down. The door creaked open and I looked up.
"But how." I said and quickly walked through. Only to be met with another door. When I turned back the door I had walked through was closed.
Well, I must have said something.how else could it have opened.um.lets see.what all did I say.
"Hopeless." I said and that door too opened slowly.
Hopeless.that's the password.hopeless.but why is the password hopeless.
I shook my head and kept saying it over and over again to every door I came too.
Hopeless.what a sad demeaning word.a maddening word.a word to describe emptyiness.describing the enivitable that will happen and your inability to stop it.hopeless.describing the bleakness of it all.the end of a rope.the failure.maybe I too am doomed to failure.doomed to this hopelessness.maybe.the good guys won't win this time.I mean after all.the bad guys have to win once or twice right.maybe I should just give up.maybe.
~"Chihiro! Free me!"~ The memory of Kohaku's voice and the desperation it held within it while in my dreams snapped me out of my thoughts.
My dreams.Kohaku.
"NO! It is not hopeless! The bad guys won't win! I will save Kohaku!" I screamed. The knowledge now of why the password was what it was came to me suddenly with such clarity it felt like I had just awoken from a dream. She had wanted the intruders, if they could even figure out the password, to feel lost and hopeless. They would never reach the end of the many doors. They would all give up. It was like being brainwashed. I won't.I refuse to let a word, a simple word make me give up everything I've suffered so far! Everything everyone has suffered so far! I won't give up!
"There is hope! I can do this! Yubaaba, I swear, I will save Kohaku, even if he is bound in a cage of iron and steel. I will succeed. I will not fall for your little games." I straightened my bad and with a more fierce determination than I had possessed earlier I walked on. Though I said 'hopeless' repeatedly, I would not let the words from my lips seep into my brain and drown me in despair.
And finally, at last, I said it once more, and when the door swung open, I was greeted by the empty office room that was Yubaaba's. I stepped in and the door shut behind me. Looking around, it looked exactly like my dream. I looked around but saw nothing unusually. Nothing unordinary. Nothing new or unfamiliar to this room. It looked to be the same.
Everything is so different.and yet it is the same. it's odd.in the human world everything changes.but not in the Spirit World.
I looked around but could not find a trace of Kohaku.
I wonder.he isn't here.but I was sure.where could he be.maybe.he isn't here after all.but the rumors.my dreams.my dreams.maybe.there is something.
I thought closing my eyes.
Something familiar.something I need to know.or get.something I saw.something out of place that wasn't here before.
And then it hit me. I quickly opened my eyes and strode over to Yubaaba's desk. I shifted papers, pushing stacks, rearranging things, my eyes were searching, searching for that one thing, that one thing that very well may save Kohaku. Not finding the thing I was looking for, I found myself in the middle of the room staring at the places I had looked.
The hair on my neck began to prickle. I could sense someone s eyes boring into my back. Someone I did not wish to meet. Especially not here, and Especially not now.
"Well, well, well, look who's not dead yet." Came a cold emotionless voice. I slowly turned around and looked into the eyes that had been glaring at me. There he stood, like a dead thing. His skin pale like bleached bone, with a sickly tallow color added to it. His hair was unkept to an extent, though shiny and looked as silky as it had before. His black over shirt and black pants hung loosly as usual. His white under shirt a gray color. His sash, a pale, pale sickly yellow. Before me stood the empty soulless corpse Haku. I swallowed hard. My heart beating rapidly and pounding mercilessly against my chest. I was hot and cold at the same time. My mind telling me to run but not moving. Now what is going to happen?
"It's amazing really. How a puney selfish, smelly, worthless, idiotic human such as yourself, made it this far. I would have thought you dead by now. With the cut upon your hand, which now mercilessly bleeds, though slowly, in your stomach. How could something as weak as you make it this far. Live this long. Surely you must have had help." His touching speech made my anger flare, though I still could not move. It was as if he kept me there by a force unseen to me. And that made me even angrier. He stepped towards me. Eventually his stride carried him all the way to but mere inches from my face. I did not flinch. Nor did I utter a word. He would not have that satisfaction to see my fear. He still showed no emotion. I looked into the pitfall depths of his eyes. They were eyes you could get lost in. Eye's you wouldn't want to get lost in, for you would be lost forever. Your soul too, would be lost as was his. They held nothing. Not even pain, and for me, that was the scariest of all. Then he smirked. I gasped at his new found emotion that this demon seemed to poses. Then his face scrunched up in bitter pleasure. So he did have emotion. Just like Haku. It's just like his opposite. What Haku could have became, but didn't.
"What are you and what have you done with Kohaku." I muttered with venom.
"Tut, tut. Such a curiouse worthless brat." He began circling me, distaste written across his face. It was scary, how his face could hold emotion and yet his eyes did not. They might as well not even be there. Then he stopped right in front of me again. Then he lunged at me.
"So tell me little girl, just how did you survive. Who could have helped? Hmmm?" I was gasping for air. His hand was wrapped around my neck and I struggled against his grasp.
"I'll. Never. Tell." I said. He pulled me closer to his face.
"You will tell me." I spat right on him. He threw me against the desk. I heard the cracking and the splintering of wood beneath me. Papers fell all over the place.
"Ma ma?" Came a voice from the other room. I looked up as I felt big shaking. Out from behind the curtains came an oversized baby, larger than a human being.
"Bou!" I said,, for one moment excited and not looking at Haku. Bou looked at me and I could see the puzzlement on his face.
"Bou! It's me Chihiro! Sen! Remember!" I said. He looked at me in with joy that his friend had come back maybe to play with him this time even and realization of who this was and her situation . He turned to Haku who was standing in the middle of the room. Then my smile disappeared and worry over crowded my thoughts.
"You hurt my friend Sen. I'm gonna tell mommy! I'll cry if you don't leave her alone!" Said Bou.
"Bou! What are you doing! You should get of here while you still can! You have to hurry!" I cast a nervous glance at Haku.
"Zay ana haro hiay Zi yan ney!" Said Haku said and Bou froze in his place. It didn't look as if he was breathing. I was so angry that all I wanted to do was hurt the thing that had caused this.
I looked up at him, only to see him changing. Changing into the hideous form of his black scared dragon. Now I could feel the fear crawl and slithering through my stomache.
How can I fight a dragon.how can I stand a chance.I blew it.I should have done this sooner.now what am I going to do.
Out of the corner of my eye I saw a small almost unnoticeable blue/green light shining underneath a bunch of papers. I quickly removed them and saw the little box that was in my dream. It was beautiful. It looked like power and kindness shining brightly, wanting to be found. I grabbed and quickly got up and ran. I went to grab the door handle but the doors flew open. There at the end of the long corridor was Yubaaba. I looked behind me. The black and red scared, horrifying dragon was right behind me. I looked around frantically. There's no one to help me. No escape to be found. I'm trapped between two deadly foes, and there is nothing I can do about it. I'm trapped.and alone.
Authors Ending Note: Well, it may not be as good as the last chapter or as long, but it's interesting, and it has a lot of suspense in it. Now wouldn't you peoples agree?
Oh, and Thank You to all who reviewed my story right. Thanx to you all, I haven't quite posting up or writing this story, because I have a purpose in posting these chapters up.because I knows you peoples like them so much! So Thanx again I really appreciate it! ( (((((((((