Who Will Give Me Wings?
Chapter 1
My father was a demon--a kitsune, to be exact. Every five years his clan would open a portal between the worlds that would allow only one person to go through. Everyone would take a turn every five years to observe the development of the human world. They would stay there for five years until it was the next person's turn. They would bring back the information they had gathered over those five years to the clan leader. When it was my father's turn, he went just like everyone else had. But while he was in the human world, he fell in love with a human girl. That girl was my mother. A year after he had appeared in the human world, I was born. My mother's family was ashamed of having a half-demon in the family. They called me a monster. They cast my mother and I out of the family and refused to acknowledge any relation whatsoever. My parents took me into the forest to live. Those were the happiest days of my life. I was surrounded by love and totally oblivious to the fact that I was different. When my father's five years in the human world were up, he did not return to the demon world. When his clan realized that he would not return of his own free will, they sent out a search party to forcefully persuade him to return. They were not expecting to find me. When they saw that my father had a child by a human, they tried to kill me so that I would not present a danger to the clan. But my father stood in their path and refused to let me die. Before my eyes, they cut him down. My mother shielded me, but they killed her too, for she was only a human and not worth sparing in their eyes. I became angered by these strangers that had murdered my parents, my only source of love in the barren world. Infuriated, I changed into my kitsune form for the first time in my life. My nails became claws, my ears sprouted hair and moved up to the top of my head, and all my senses were sharpened. I began to grow black fur in patches all over my body. In a rage, I slaughtered the murderers. When they were all dead, I returned to my human form. I saw my hands stained with blood looked down to see the bodies of the dead demons sprawled on the ground. I was frightened by the fact that, in my rage, I had thought only of revenge and hate while I reveled in their pain. I ran away from that place of death into the city. There I found a young girl that reminded me of myself. I approached her, but she became frightened by the blood that had caked onto my body. In a panic, I tried to explain how it had happened. She called me a monster and quickly ran away. A monster. Is that what I am? I tried to talk to some other people, but I got the same response as I from the girl. Is there no one who may give my heart wings, so that I may fly once again?
My father was a demon--a kitsune, to be exact. Every five years his clan would open a portal between the worlds that would allow only one person to go through. Everyone would take a turn every five years to observe the development of the human world. They would stay there for five years until it was the next person's turn. They would bring back the information they had gathered over those five years to the clan leader. When it was my father's turn, he went just like everyone else had. But while he was in the human world, he fell in love with a human girl. That girl was my mother. A year after he had appeared in the human world, I was born. My mother's family was ashamed of having a half-demon in the family. They called me a monster. They cast my mother and I out of the family and refused to acknowledge any relation whatsoever. My parents took me into the forest to live. Those were the happiest days of my life. I was surrounded by love and totally oblivious to the fact that I was different. When my father's five years in the human world were up, he did not return to the demon world. When his clan realized that he would not return of his own free will, they sent out a search party to forcefully persuade him to return. They were not expecting to find me. When they saw that my father had a child by a human, they tried to kill me so that I would not present a danger to the clan. But my father stood in their path and refused to let me die. Before my eyes, they cut him down. My mother shielded me, but they killed her too, for she was only a human and not worth sparing in their eyes. I became angered by these strangers that had murdered my parents, my only source of love in the barren world. Infuriated, I changed into my kitsune form for the first time in my life. My nails became claws, my ears sprouted hair and moved up to the top of my head, and all my senses were sharpened. I began to grow black fur in patches all over my body. In a rage, I slaughtered the murderers. When they were all dead, I returned to my human form. I saw my hands stained with blood looked down to see the bodies of the dead demons sprawled on the ground. I was frightened by the fact that, in my rage, I had thought only of revenge and hate while I reveled in their pain. I ran away from that place of death into the city. There I found a young girl that reminded me of myself. I approached her, but she became frightened by the blood that had caked onto my body. In a panic, I tried to explain how it had happened. She called me a monster and quickly ran away. A monster. Is that what I am? I tried to talk to some other people, but I got the same response as I from the girl. Is there no one who may give my heart wings, so that I may fly once again?