Many names, ideas, and trademarks mentioned in this story that are taken from Fushigi Yuugi are not mine and I do not intend to take them for my own ideas. Also, other products made previous to this story, (such as drink products or food) are copyrighted and I do not intend to claim them as my own. Seven Shadows
A Watery Grave
Samanosuke held onto the red-haired girl tightly. He could feel the warmth of their bodies touch and their love flowed through each other. Suke promised that he would find a way back to her. Then he heard her whisper... ogre... ogre...and everything faded away into a black void. He was once again speeding through the darkness riding on the back of Suzaku. His promise still in his heart... he saw his destination in front of him closing in faster as he sped along. But then he saw another light. A twinkling sign of hope. He fought his way toward it. The ogre symbol flashed on his head as he slowly drew closer to it. The Konan empire seemed so far away. As he drew close to the other star, he realized that he was no longer traveling on the back of a legendary guardian but gliding through the black on the back of a creature composed of concentrated darkness. Right before he touched the glowing entity...
He woke up. Samanosuke's head racked with pain as he suffered from one of his strange migraines. His dreams of a red-headed girl whispering "Wo Ai Ni" always effected him that way. He couldn't help but pound on the wall, take a pill, and wait for the pain to subside. He was well aware of the slick coat of sweat that covered his entire body and bed sheets as he literally slipped out of bed. It was early on a weekend morning. He tip-toed out of the creaking house and stood in the cool breeze outside by a pond next to his house. He savored the relief as cooled off and pondered the headache.
This never happened before, he thought. Ever since I got amnesia, I have been getting these weird migraines. He looked at his shadow and sub-consciously rubbed his forehead as if to expect something was there. All of a sudden, his shadow seemed to blur and vibrate. He blinked and it appeared to stop. What the hell is going on? He thought and shook the thought of demons and ogres out of his mind. He pondered it for a second and was about to walk away when he heard a rustling in the forest. He saw something dart and jump into the pond with a big splash. Nothing can jump and move like that. It appeared almost...inhuman. He shrunk back and then thought about his mother. He had to protect her. He jumped into the pond clothed with only his underclothes and speedily swam to the bottom.
Under the waves he looked every way. All of sudden he felt a sudden urge to destroy in the name of those he loved. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw it. Struggling with a piece of kelp wrapped around its foot. He swam toward it as quick as he could. He threw back his hand ready for a blow that would render the human-like creature senseless, when it turned its head toward him and blew one solitary bubble. He froze in place. He couldn't move! He looked into the creatures eyes as it swam about him, mocking him with it eyes... chalk white and without pupils. He could feel his lungs take in water. He fought for breath, his lungs collapsed within themselves. He struggled for control over his body. He fought for his parents safety, for his friends lives, and the red-headed girl. He knew it was in vain for he couldn't even move one muscle in all of his six foot frame. Darkness clawed away art his mind until he saw nothing black and the white eyes that seem to laugh as death seemed to envelop his body and steal his very own life away...