Behind The Shadows

Chapter Two

"What was that?" Mint asked herself, having heard a scream outside. She peered out her window for a second, then shrugged and sat on her bed, bored. A sigh came to her lips. No ballet practice tonight, and no one was home either. Baya was out doing errands, and Seiji had left for college a while ago. But she didn't care, or wouldn't let herself care. She didn't need anyone, not anyone. Except for maybe her dear onee sama Zakuro. Then she would be fine. No mew project, no cafe mew mew, no Ichigo or Lettuce or Pudding to annoy her anymore. Just her, ballet, Miki, and her onee sama. Ah, life would be good if that was true. Yet she did care for her brother a bit, but he had already left, so she couldn't change that.

"Ah...so utterly bored..." she said quietly. "It is unlikely for a girl of my standards to be acting this way. I must consume my time with something..." she looked about her big bedroom. Closet. Dresser. Vanity. Window. Balcony. Bed. Nothing looked interesting. "Perhaps some tea will calm me down and I can get to sleep early..." she got up, and walked sadly to the door.

Creak...her closet door opened a little.

She turned around, just to see what the noise was. She saw the crack and the door open a bit. "For goodness sakes Miki. Why are you in there?" she walked quickly over and opened the closet door and turned on the light to illuminate her huge walk-in closet. Nothing. "Miki?" she looked around the closet.

Behind her, a shadow ran across her room.

Click, SLAM.

"Hey!" she heard herself say as she was pushed into the closet, which was now dark for the light was also mysteriously shut off. She had been pushed in by the door, which was literally slammed shut.

"This is ridiculous...there's no such thing as ghosts," she said as she reached for the handle of the door. She hated to admit it to herself, but she was scared. How could the door slam and the light turn off if no one was home but her and Miki?

She felt the cold, smooth texture of the glass handle. She gripped it tightly and-

"I don't think so," a small voice said from a corner of her closet.

Before Mint could even question who or what said that in her mind, she felt the doorknob change into something else...something sharp...and-OW! She let go quickly, feeling blood dripping from her hand which was so painfully cut now.

She held in a cry, clutching her wounded hand. "Wh-who are you? What do you want?" her voice was shakey. She had just remembered she had left her mew mew pendant in a special jewlery case on her vanity. Oh she wanted so bad so be able to run out and grab it and kick whatever that thing that was in the far left corner of her closets butt.

"You should really learn how to fix that," the voice came, only this time it was way closer.

Mint backed up so her back was right up against the door. "F-Fix what?" she was terrified. If she tried to get out again she would be hurt even more. The huge gash in her hand was already killing her.

"It's really easy to tell when you're afraid of me. You should really fix that." Now the voice was just to the left of her, about 4 feet away.

Mint tried reaching for the light switch, which was just above her to the right. Almost had it...

"Stop trying to ignore me!" The voice said angrily, and grabbed Mints wrists and pinned her against the door.

Mint was terrified. She couldn't tell who or what was holding her down, it was still way too dark. All she heard was breathing, and her heart pounding. Then she heard the faint sound of Miki barking in her room. Mint tried to scream, but couldn't. She felt as though she was practically being choked to death, yet nothing was touching her neck at all...not yet that is.

"Do you know that Ichigo girl?" The voice breathed. "Y-yes..." Mint managed to whisper.

"You're going to see her soon. Sooner than you think." at that point, Mint felt the cool metal texture of a finely sharpened blade against her neck...

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You probably know who will go next.