Lost Squirrel: Like I have said before, I am going to try and write more chapters now that I am house bound.
Dragonfly: She even beat .Hack/sign Infection with all the spare time she had!
Lost Squirrel: yeah, I was almost done with it anyway so; this was just a little feat.
Dragonfly: But you still beat it all the same!
Lost Squirrel: Focusing on the story now…I wanted to ask the readers if they liked how it was turning out. I know that the story is getting a bit depressing and I want it to stay as happy as I possibly can make it, but if it is a horrible trouble to read it then I want to know. This chapter is going to be more weird sadness…so I hope you will bear with me until the end! Kurama makes an appearance though for all of you who missed him in the last chapter!
Forest of Change
Aiko rolled over; the sound of foot steps was drawing nearer to her. With the blood tearing out of her closed eyes, she couldn't open them to see who was approaching. She decided it was most likely Kurama come after to kill her. If he didn't kill her he would most likely bring her to spirit world for torture until she confessed some sort of crime.
Looking back on it, this was an extremely risky thing to do. Not only did she "tell" them where she was with that huge signal, she also made her self completely vulnerable for about 12 hours. That's what the book did to her at least. It chose what to do and once she set it in motion all she had to do was hide.
People think change is something lovely and beautiful; it's never beautiful when forced. The book literally begins surgery on the person. All without Novocain. She had gone through having her hair ripped out and replaced. The long hair was still growing into place, but it was nothing compared to the bones shifting within her arms and legs as she shifted heights. The blood from her eyes wasn't serious; it was only from the itching that a new color had caused her lids. So, all of this would heal, but it would hurt for a few days.
She heard the foot steps stop before her. A hand came down and lifted her wrist for a pulse. She let out a small groan of pain with the movement. The man, as she had figured out, lifted her up and began to carry her. As the pain began to subside the numbness quickly replaced it and she fell into a deep sleep.
Kurama stepped into the forest. This was the place the trail lead. She was either stupid, over confident or forced into running here. He looked down and saw it, the trail of blood. She was heavily injured. The amounts grew as he followed it deeper into the forest; it was almost making him sick.
"Was she fighting someone?" Kurama reasoned, that would explain the blood, but not the absence of another set of foot prints. The falls she took were many and he lost count around 35. "Though this is a dense forest a normal human shouldn't have that much trouble."
Kurama stopped where the trail ended, in one large imprint the ground where Aiko's legs must have given way. Another trail was started and he followed that one of an older gentleman. The steps showed that he was carrying Aiko, but that was all he could decipher. Following it to another end he let out a sigh. The end was a huge electric fence. Behind it lie about 10 houses that had 3 levels at least.
It would be a pain to break into all ten that night, so he decided to call it a night and report what he had found.
Lost Squirrel: Yes, it's short, but I couldn't really drag the next chapter into this one without it sounding odd and choppy.
Dragonfly: She already tried.
Lost Squirrel: heh, well thank you for reading this far and I hope you review.
