Disclaimer: I do not own anything of Samurai Deeper Kyo… Except maybe Puck, but no one else, I swear…. (hides Kyo behind her back) No one else….

Oh oh oh oh!!! Guess What people, I just received somewhat of a dark review for my previous chapter. Chapter 8 that is. For some reason, the reviewer believes that my story is cliché to the wonderful world of Samurai Deeper Kyo. That makes me quite sad (laughs). Can you picture me, sitting here…. Dwelling on the fact that someone doesn't like my story? (laughs louder) Oh whatever shall I do?!!! (wails dramatically)HAHAHA!!! (laughs for another hour) I mean, if you really didn't like my story that much why did you insist on reading it? There other stories on this site that you could gain entertainment from… Not just mine. Plus if you look up, it says this story is a humor. HUMOR!! So technically that means I really don't have to have a plot. So nyaaah!! (sticks out tongue and laughs)

But it grieves me to tell you that I may just have to do something ever so mean. Really mean…. For all that recognize the route that I usually take in all my work, will know exactly what I'm about to do…

Kyo: You're not going to do what I think you're going to do?

RoguesHeart: Yes.

Kyo: But why? It was just one review.

RoguesHeart: One too many, my dear Onime No Kyo… One too many..

Kyo: Shit.

RoguesHeart: You got that right.

TigerisKitty, Yuya2, and Silver Ink will know exactly what I'm going to do….. (laughs darkly) Remember, you people have brought this upon yourselves…. You wanted a plot. Fine, I'll give you a damn plot. A plot that will make you fall over with excitement.

Be Afraid. Oh and I got lazy so I technically, kinda sorta used the beginning from another story that I had made earlier….but who cares. I had originally written this part for this story in the first place because of what it implies…. Sorry As You Wish fans.

I'm allergic to pain.

Venus vs. Ares

Chapter 10: Tragic

" Forsake thee not,

Thy darkened orbs have

Taken mine own.."

Amber pools of light flashed across the dawning sky. The once undisturbed pillars of soil were now stained by the crimson streaks of blood. The smell of seared and burnt flesh wafted through the charred remains of villa floor. Underneath a smoldering mound of decayed bodies laid a small child. She lay motionless, the bodyweight of the corpses weighing down upon her petite frame. Her bronze hair sprawled out behind her, as she squirmed slightly underneath the crushing weight. With a quick jerk, she yanked herself from below the pile, and carefully pulled her light body upwards.

Lifting her hand slowly, she desperately attempted to wipe the grime from her cheek. Tears fell in small trickles down her pale face as she gazed around at the sight before her. Her light emerald eyes scanned around the remains of what used to be her home.

Death and destruction laid around her. Leaning down, the girl picked up a tattered rag doll, one of it's button eyes separated from it's face. Sighing deeply, she cast another glance at the wreckage. Trudging wearily around the mounds of bodies, she began to walk away from the ruined city. She walked, dead to the world around her, occasionally staggering over a rotting carcass.

As she steadily lumbered through the ruins, she caught the slight sound of footsteps coming from behind her. Vast panic rose in her body, freezing her to where she stood. As the sound rose, so did her fear. After what seemed like an eternity, her body shuddered and broke into a full dash.

Her feet smacked against the pavement as she whipped through the shambles. Her breath came in soft pants as she accelerated her speed. The footsteps had grown louder and it echoed through the semi silent recesses of the dead villa. Glancing back, her eyes caught a glimpse of a shadow flashing across the wall.

Gasping lightly, she picked up her pace and flew through the villa with abnormal speed. Glancing back, at every other moment and always catching sight of the dark entity chasing after her, she allowed for her fear to take over. Wind whipped across her face, beating upon her, her side began to throb with dagger sharp pangs of pain as she pushed her body to it's limits. Her lungs burned like fire as it pleaded to her for at least one decent breath of air, but she couldn't stop then. Not then, not ever, she couldn't let it catch her. It was getting closer, to close.

To her dismay she ran into dead end. Pressing her small hands against the cool brick wall, she sighed exasperatedly. A snapping noise once more grasped her attention. Whipping around, she pressed her body flat against the wall. Her hair fell over her face, as she attempted to regain her strength. Snapping her eyes shut, she prepared herself for the worst.

She could feel as the fingers tightened around her throat, slightly lifting her from the ground. Dangling in her assailants icy embrace, the girl finally opened her eyes. Though she did not look at the one who held her, she stared up blankly at the sky. Ginger bands blended in with crimson tears fell upon her face, illuminating it's pallid features. Her eyes pulled down to settle upon the one who had so conveniently decided to seize her.

Her forest green eyes widened in shock, as her mouth opened into a silent sob. Staring back at her was the same light haired girl with emerald eyes. She was her exact replica, an older version but still her.

Emerald orbs stared down at her with icy detachment as she watched her double struggle beneath her grasp. Her ashened nails scratched away frantically as she tightened her hold on her supple flesh.

A loud crack erupted behind her, along with a jolting sensation of pain scraping against her leg. Dropping the girl, her jade orbs glared behind her. Standing defiantly behind her was a young boy. His eyes flashed dangerously at her. He gripped in his small hands, a gun, which was currently aimed at her heart. Tilting his head to the side, he cocked it slowly, his hands trembling in the process.

The sunlight shined brilliantly off the side of the gun, reflecting off the brick wall. His caramel colored eyes were distorted with a stormy downcast as he limply held his gun point blank at her.

The child precociously pulled herself up from the concrete, her side aching with her struggle. Staggering away from her replica, she fell in step behind the boy gripping the rag doll tight in her hands. The boy held his gun steadily until the child was behind him, his brown eyes never leaving his target. Satisfied that the girl was safe, he discreetly gestured for her to run.

Suddenly the boy found himself slamming hard into the ground, his collar bone snapping loudly. His gun flew from his hand, landing against the brick wall. Grimacing in pain, the boy pulled his russet eyes up to face his assailant. She stared down at him, her emerald eyes flashing with apathy. Unsheathing her dagger and raising it high above her head, she glanced back down at him, sensing his apprehension.

The boy watched with fear as the dagger's blade plunged down at him. His bodied tensed up, preparing itself for the soon to come pain but it never did. A loud shot rang out from behind both of them, and the boy watched in shock as a bullet ripped through the woman's chest. Her body fell limply over top of his, crushing him beneath her vast weight. Feeling the warm trickle of blood pooling around his body, the boy decided it was time for him to stand.

Pushing her body off him, he began to lightly brush himself off. As he glanced down at his clothing he found himself oddly surprised at how worn out he truly looked. The majority of his clothes were tattered and grown ragged with each progressing age, now these were stained with blood and dirt. Growing wary of staring at the poor condition of his clothes, he glanced over to the girl.

Her emerald eyes were still wide with shock as she continued to hold a death grip upon the hand gun. Her body began to tremble slightly, and her eyes began to pool up with unshed tears. The boy walked over to the girl and gently placed a comforting hand on her shoulder. Moving her in front of him, he gently pushed away from the alley.

They did not see the woman's hand twitch as life began to force it's way back into her body. A sliver of silver flashed in the sunlight as she hauled herself up from the ground. A sinister gleam shimmered across the white of her teeth as she sneered evilly in the direction of the two.

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Yuya jolted up, her eyes wide; her body trembling uncontrollably.

' What the hell caused for me to have that dream again?….'

Running her fingers through her the blond strands of her hair, Yuya shakily stood up and strolled through the woods. Kyo had earlier scouted the area, making sure that there was nothing particularly threatening to her so she felt relatively safe.

The wind blew gently, brushing coolly against her sweat stained skin. The upper folds of her sleeping yukata stuck heavily to her chest. Sighing to herself, she leaned upon one of the trees.

Shuddering from a sudden chill that coursed down her spine, she wrapped her arms around herself.

' Not again…..please……' she pleaded silently.

The last time she had been jerked out of sleep, she was thirteen and it was the night before her brother was so brutally slain. Each and every time it was a vast array of nightmares that seemed to only worsen with each moment.

Gritting her teeth together, she fought back the tears that threatened to spill from her eyes. A rustling from behind her, immediately she reached into the hidden folds of her yukata and whipped out her revolver.

" Who's there? Show yourself!!" she shouted out angrily.

Kyo snorted and stepped out from one of the trees.

" Put your gun away….it's useless."

Yuya frowned darkly but conceded.

" What are you doing up so late at night?"

Kyo shrugged.

" That's irrelevant to you."

Yuya scoffed but didn't respond. Turning on her heel, she began to head back to the site. Unknowing that Kyo was watching her every move and facial expression.

Oh dear, I seemed to have gotten lazy again…. You may ask, where was Yuya's muramasa?……Ummm………Oh well… Who cares… See, I tried to make a plot. There, are you happy? And if you're confused…. GOOD!!! That tells me you need to go sit down and figure it out. (pissed off)

Kyo: Woman…..

RoguesHeart: Shut the hell up Kyo, now is not the time.

Kyo: You shut the hell up.

RoguesHeart: (waves her hand and zips Kyo's mouth shut)

Kyo: MMMMMMMMWHHHMMMPPHHHHH!!!

RoguesHeart: Shut up.

Review For Me now. I'm not joking, review or else I swear I will kill off every single character there is too kill off. That includes Kyo and Yuya. No I'm not kidding. Ask Tigeriskitty. I'll do it… and I'll do it successfully too.

Review Or Else… This is a threat and warning.

RoguesHeart