A/N: I am very very VERY happy this week. I am heading off to an anime drawing class, anyway. And I am just very happy because the guy I like asked me out. I know, I'm weird. Don't mind me, I'm just the authoress.
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This...Demon Girl.
What did she want?
Where did she come from?
Who am I now?
I looked back at the mirror.
Brown ears
brown hair
green eyes with those kitty-cat pupils.
If I am not who I thought,
then who am I?
Better yet--
What am I?
I am Kyoko,
I am still Kyoko,
human girl, and best student at my school.
No.
Not Kyoko.
Not anymore.
I am a demon.
A nightwalker.
I am the fear of mortal men
I am a demon girl from Hell.
I am cursed by the ruler of these creatures.
I no longer belong in this world.
I am of something
and some other place entirely.
I should not walk in the light of day
but the streets of night.
I do not deserve this world
but something else...
something better.
Is there another world? I wondered.
Yes.
The boat.
It would take me to my new
and true home.
Realm of monsters
home of demons
world of destruction.
That was where I belonged.
And that was where
Shuichii would take his fall
even if I had to fall with him.
I'd take him down with me--
Death must come to all who live.
And Shuichii must die.
For he has lived long enough.
I have had enough of him,
his tactics
foolish antics
his I-am-better-than-you attitude.
Yes.
Die, Shuichii.
Die.
I laughed.
Hollow and pained
my laugh has suddenly become.
My voice is course
a strange new thing
high-pitched and malicious.
I relish in the sound of my new voice.
I sing a few words
I hum a new tune
I've created my own song
of a life long gone.
"Shuichii you must die," it hums, "Perish beneath the black flames."
Die in Hell
for when I fell
I fell hard
Can this be
that you are better than me?
I say it is a lie.
You are a lie.
Liar.
I hate you.
Hate you with all of my heart.
My straining, aching heart.
I am straining--
no--
restraining myself from you
because I love you.
I think.
Yes.
But I hate you.
The fire of this burns deep
it burns a black hole amidst what used to be called
the human heart.
My heart.
Gone and shattered.
You have been better than me so long
that I cannot stand to go on
so you must die in my place
since I've gained this new face
and moved from this place
to a higher,
more dangerous ground.
I have chosen to kill you
I will let no other
deny me this prize.
I will sabotage the fights myself if I must
if you must go on
so I can kill you
so that I may finally move on too.
I cannot go while you're still here.
And so you must die, Shuichii.
Kurama.
I,
Kyoto--
no.
I, Koto, swear my vengeance.
I will kill you.
I licked a shard of glass.
The taste of blood is good.
Even better will be Shuichii's.
Because he must die.
"DIE, SHUICHII!" I scream into the night.
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