Song fic linkin park in the end 'Thinking' "Speaking"

Chapter 1 Purgatory

Purgatory. That's what I feel. Like I'm chained between two worlds set a flame and lost. Happy and sad, free but trapped, loved yet hated. I've felt like this ever sense they came to my world and took over, turning it into their "WORLD". I no longer care, I no longer breathe... I just kill. So today you will hear my story and learn about my past, present and future but today I will start with that day called "The End".

I lived in New York City, and worked at a small bar owned by me. The business was great in this part of NYC. I lived in an apartment complex not far from there. I was very wealthy so I had a nice house with all the latest styles, at least the ones that I could stand. But I wasn't a snooty little bitch like you'd expect. I was your average Joe making a living and having fun.

'It starts with'

One thing I can clearly remember is the sound of screams ringing in my ears hours after I ran away from the bar trying to escape. I knew that as I ran people were caught, but not me and I was thankful for that. Broken glass was scattered across the street causing every step I took to crush.

'One thing / I don't know why

It doesn't even matter how hard you try

Keep in mind / I designed this rhyme

To explain in due time'

All I know or knew was that I was getting away so I could survive. I heard an explosion behind me and tried to get up and keep moving but was grabbed around the waist. I was picked up off of the ground where I had landed after the aftershock of the explosion had sent me flying. I was then thrown against a wall. Blood was blurring my vision as I got up. Tears made tracks through the blood as a figure walked towards me after killing someone who had tried to help me. I backed away and fell "it" laughed; cold deep and evil the laugh could chill the greatest of worriers.

' All I know

Time is a valuable thing

Watch it fly by as the pendulum swings Watch it count down to the end of the day

The clock ticks life away"

It's so unreal, that laugh, the laugh that haunts my life now and forever. 'It" walked forward. Tears flowed freely now, as "It" grabbed my chin forcing me to look up. The hand sat there, so it was used to wipe the blood from my eyes. I was able to see now, I knew this race, and they were the monkey race. The ones ruled by a monkey prince. Damn monkeys. The only name I knew there was of the royal monkey family, Vegeta price of all sayins. (Sp?)

'It's so unreal

Didn't look out below

Watch the time go right out the window

Trying to hold on / but didn't even know

Wasted it all just to

Watch you go

I kept everything inside and even though I tired / it fell apart

What it meant to me / will eventually / be a memory / of a time I Tried so hard And got so far But in the end'

I doesn't even matter how hard I tried the hand didn't leave my face. The man standing in front of me wore a bandanna on his forehead and had a scar on his cheek. I hated this race, them and their damn energy that could kill with one blast. His brow was brought together in a questioning way. His eyes flashed something before he whipped around to see a woman standing there, the alpha wolf to be exact, a Celtic wolf one of superior status in fighting ranks. He dropped me to the ground, no wait he threw me to the ground. She stood with such pride back strait and nose almost pointed in the air, Celtic wolfs are rare to see especially the alpha one. Being a wolf myself I knew his chances of beating a Celtic wolf. The moon, to give them powers beyond anyone's imagination, marks them. Black Celtic wolfs had either the power of death, darkness or fire. Grey either had the powers of wind, water or earth. White had life or light. But silver like this one was unknown to me. Sliver was an odd color for a wolf, her hair and tail gleamed in the moon her blue eyes showed great disrespect and her clothes were white not a drop of blood on them not one red dot. Her pants hidden by her shirt that served as more of a loincloth then anything after passing her waist, the way it was cut off at her waist by a belt it didn't even look attached, her shirt looked like a tank top baggy though, her shoes didn't have blood on them either pure white, they were simple and looked like slippers but weren't, more like moccasins. Her claws showed no sign of being used that night no blood had touched this woman somehow. But I was covered because of the countless bodies that scattered the road, these left puddles of blood.

'It doesn't even matter

One thing / I don't know why

It doesn't even matter how hard you try Keep that in mind / I designed this rhyme To remind myself how

I tried so hard'

In spite of him she folded her hands neatly behind her back as he charged, she stepped easily out of the way of thirteen punches and eight or nine kicks. Her speed was off the charts, no normal wolf could have pulled this off with running out of breath, but when he backed off her posture had not changed her breath was normal, my highly able ears picked up that her heart rate hadn't changed. This was all a game to her it was like playing pin the tail on the donkey except it was called "land a punch on the unordinary-speedy wolf yokai"

As he charged again she held up her hand making him stop, she put her hand in to a fist and held in about a fingers length away from his face, no one could land a punch... or well a good punch that far away. But he stood there and stared as she stretched out three fingers out, the ones on either sides of the middle finger. Her thumb held her middle finger back in a curled position. She held up her other hand and waved good-bye and flicked him, flicked him, a Sayin and sent him back flying through buildings, crashing and crushing the steel like twigs!

'In spite of the way you were mocking me

Acting like I was part of your property

Remembering all the times you fought with me

I'm surprised it got so far

Things aren't the way they were before

You wouldn't even recognize me anymore

Not that you knew me back them

But it all comes back to me

In the end

I kept everything inside and even though I tired / it fell apart

What it meant to me / will eventually / be a memory / of a time I Tried so hard And got so far But in the end I Doesn't even matter'

I had to fall back and rest; I couldn't believe what I just saw a sayin taken down with a flick! One hit by this Celtic wolf and he was down. She dusted off her hands and turned towards me smiling. Her smile was genuine and seemingly trust worthy. She reached out her hand to me to help me up. So I took it, she sneered at the sheer stench of my clothes even though I knew the fashion wasn't liked either. She snapped her fingers and I started to glow and my clothes were replaced by clothes like hers but blue.

"I can't where this, I'm not a Celtic wolf" I explained

"Hush, yes you are little sister"

"I'm your sister?!"

"Yes, but you need to be marked by the moon, the ritual will start soon we must hurry"

"But why wasn't I told?"

"Oi vey, I'll tell you later can we go"

"But I was an only child"

"Oi! We aren't blood related OK lets just go!"

' I had to fall

To lose it all

But in the end

It doesn't even matter

I've puy my trust in you

Pushed as far as I can go

For all this'

We ran but where hotly chased by four sayins. My guide was bleeding masses of blood that stained her white clothing. She then stopped at a mountain trail.

"There is only one thing you should know," Her breath went rigid "I've put my trust in you, pushed as far as I can go but in the end it doesn't matter, you must make it to the blessing of the moon, or this will never end...I will buy you some time run its at the top of the mountain...go"

I stood there staring at her, mouth open tears threatening to rear the ugly heads. She pulled her sword, smoothly with one quick motion.

"Go...now"

I stood there still not wanting to leave my companions side. She then screamed in desperation.

"NOW...GO...RUN"

I ran then, and regretted it I watch the four monkeys catch her. Her head looked at the ground blood dripped from her mouth. One sayin made her look up and what I saw frightened me. Her eyes were black as if not there at all. Her blood disappeared, her laugh rang through my ears cool and utterly evil, her eyes turned yellow with slits like a cat her hair turned a golden blond, as did her tail and clothing. A tower of fire then raised to the sky, as if firing out of hell itself, and a dragon flew out of the town and killed the sayins.

Three years later

I live here now and have a wonderful husband, even though he is a kitsune. Kurama is his name, and he is a silver fox but not rare, sometimes just seeing him in his full form makes me sad. It makes me think about her, the woman with no name, the one that owe my life to. Her last thing she said wrenched my heart out and laid it on the ground to die.

'Go, run save your future'

It still haunts me. I wish I had asked her, her name.

'There's only one thing you should know

I've put my trust in you

Pushed as far as I can go

For all this

There's only one thing you should know

I tried so hard

And got so far

But in the end

It doesn't even matter

I had to fall

To lose it all

But in the end

I doesn't even matter'

This is good right?! I bet you can guess the other characters name! If ya read my other stories uhh...uhh? Well see ya'll bye!!!!

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