(Disclaimer: I do not own YST nor RW, they are owned by Sunrise. Neither do I own the characters of the original series.)
(Author's Notes: Please, DON'T BLAME ME if some of the details are insufficient, since I had never seen the entire series before. I'm just fascinated over the series, that's why. Some of the characters added are of my own and not related to other anime, in short, ORIGINAL. So please, enjoy reading and review it! This is my first taste of writing fanfiction, and I'm not too good at English, so please BEAR WITH ME...)
SAMURAI PHANTOM REKKA: CHAPTER ONE
Episode Five: THE GODDESS OF THE RIVER
Twelve o'clock.
Looking at the outside, the Toyama Museum looked haunted with all the lights off. There is one security guard outside, wathching if there will be thieves around.
A mysterious dark figure appeared just a tree above the museum, waiting for an event to occur. A thief?
The guard continued his duty. An hour from now he will be exchanged to one next to him to watch over, so he have to finish it today in order for him to go home early. Holding a flashlight, he roamed around, checking all the spy cameras if they are working perfectly or not. He took his radiophone to report to the person-in-charge of the cameras about his observations.
"Camera on Section Sixteen. Is it working? Over"
(Camera on Section Sixteen is working, over.)
This is what the guards of the museum (or any establishments) always do during the evening. Frightening but its their duty to keep an eye on everything. Tiring, too, especially if you were been put on an overnight duty. Too bad if you're afraid of the dark.
But on the second floor...
Paintings were mostly seen in the second floor. The antics and other relics can be found on third and fourth floors. Going back to the second floor, one painting looks quite distinctive among others: a big yet beautiful image of a stunning young ancient woman bathing in the river. The said guard went to the second floor to check if there is something unusual there when he passed through the location of the said painting.
With his flashlight, he lighted up the painting. He smiled at the perfect, beautiful image of the lady bathing in cool, clear waters. It could be a sort of a goddess descended to bathe herself, truly an enchanted scenario based maybe on a mythology. He thought that the painter behind it was greatly inspired or something because of its vivid colors showing neutrality of the image, seemed like an expanded photograph taken somewhere else for it looks so real.
But his admiration cut short when he saw something weird in the painting... He noticed the peculiar faces looked scared in the river. Three faces that looked like they were afraid of something. He was a little surprised, then, when he recognized one of them. Then he remembered now about how the said painting was first been taken in the museum. At first there were no faces painted in there....
Then he finally remembered two weeks ago when two of his comrades went missing that night. No one could guess when, how and what time it happened. He figured out that they went missing since the famous painting came in to be taken care of for the gallery exhibit.
Sweat rolled down on his cheeks.
Suddenly he saw another weird thing in his eyes: The half-closed eyes of the fairy slowly opened up and the guard rubbed his eyes thinking that it's just his imagination. But no! The fairy's eyes went open in the PAINTING, gazing lovingly on him! But why and how?
"I...I'm...just....dreamin'...am I not...?"
Surprisingly, the fairy replied...
"No, you're not..."
He gulped.
In just a split second, the woman's goddess appearance turned into a cursed hag! It screamed at the man like the chilling sound of wretched old wicked witch! The guard, in intense fear, dropped his flashlight and...
"YAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!! A GHOST!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
He tried to escape, but his trembling knees prohibit him to do so. So he tried to crawl away from the painting, but the hag went out of its territory to get its victim!
"HELP ME!!!!!!!!"
But no one heard him, not even the guard who was supposedly next to him and the man in-charge of cameras since the hag made them malfuction with its spell. And with its spell they all fell asleep.
The man cannot crawl anymore due to fear. Tears went down in his weary eyes as he begged, "H-ha-have-m-mer-mercy-on-me-me...Please...P-p-please, l-le-let-let me l-l-live...PLEASE!!!
"You and I..." the hag's reply... "Will be together... FOREVER!"
"HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
The cry died. Silence covered again the midnight.
The mysterious image smiled as if he had waited this evening...
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(Onward to Episode Six! Please R&R! Thanks! Whew... I can't think of what will I say next...)