Tittle: A flashback in SCDE's VII: The Truth of Lies, BM
Summary: A flash back in Spirit Child of Demon Eyes, describing when Chison -called chanta because she has no name- meets Kyuubi in his physical form for the first time.
Flashback 1, Chapter VII: The Truth of Lies
.To live in regret is a life unfulfilled. -Chison
The room was as dark and dank as the hallway, maybe even more so, though the smell was even worse. Well, of course it was. Who would expect the source of foul odor to be less strong than the wind that carries it? Though you'd think they'd be more original with the contraption used to torture people such as me by now. When was the last time I've felt an new type of pain? I can't seem to remember.
Ah, look, there's someone to feed me. Why the dismayed face as you bring my meal? New to the torture chamber, are you? If I could talk, I'd ask you of the outside world. It's been so long since that bakateme chained me here, I have forgotten the sun. Such a warm thing it was, I think, and brighter than anything Mortal.
My sigh startles my attendent, it seems. I think he did not know I was conscious. I'm not supposed to be, really. My sadistic human would-be tormenters know nothing of Immortal anatomy or what we eternal creatures can endure.
My, the water tastes good. A poor excuse for a poison this time, though. Doesn't feel as if something in burn my innards out with lava, then devowering my bones to the marrow as it burrow through my brain and I come close to dying again, as my captor described it to me. This is only an itch as the rest of my memories begin to fade. The ones of this life only, I can tell. How annoying it must be to him that I do not submit the information he needs. I seem to have forgotten it.
Who are you, who stares so intently at me? A newcomer, it seems, with eyes of fire and blood. I would greet you if I could, honored guest, but it seems the spelled irons keeping my arms in the proper position -that of a human cross- continue to suck out my chakra. It is quite annoying, you know, to be unable to talk and welcome ones such as you. I need not warn you, for you shall find out first hand the so-called terrors of this Mortal cruelty.
You are as I am, I can see. Mortal pain is nothing compared to Immortal, but I see you know that as well, ne? What is a wise one such as yourself doing in this dreary place? I came willingly, but you, you were forced. Has the bakateme grown so powerful that the Ones such as you cannot counter a halfling's attempts?
No,you answer, the wise fox of nine tails with the powers of nature. Not captured, no? Then why here, in this forbidden place of herracy and resentment? Too clever to get yourself out of a foul's trap set by a friend of yours?
Ah, now, why the threatening face? I cannot hurt you, as you well know, so stop your growling and answer. No? Then I shall wait. A few lonely hours maybe and you shall tell me.
Your garnet bangs cover those piercing eyes of yours, and I know your mind is blocked from me even if I tried to speak again. Mnn...my throat hurts worse then ever. Something to do with my earlier poison, perhaps? I think it may be so. After all, the beatings have been lighter than usual and the wounds have had unnecessary time to heal these past few meetings.
I grow bored of these childish games, honored guest, and it has been so long since the last company left. You are the legend and I the storyteller, two who's meeting is uncanny, you know. Ironic, really, that I shall meet one I know so much about in a place such as this.
Hn, I see you shake that dark head of yours. Still uncomfortable to talk with me? Ah, I see. As you wish, then. I shall ask questions, and you shall answer. Not necessarily a conversation, but talk nonetheless and familiar at that. Do not worry. They are all easy things that I only want to know out of curiousity.
Your name?
I lost that a long time ago,is your answer. Same as me, it seems.
Where are you from, unnamed one?
I have no home, and do not remember my begining.I see. I remember little myself. Another thing similair between us.
Why have you come?
You smile warily, more sneer than anything else, and answer aloud, "For you."
Ah. Are you one of my hunters, then? I did not know of one such as yourself searching for what I am. Or is it another matter, unrelated to this past of mine?
Unrelated. I have heard you know of a village to be built.Interested in the future, are you? I can only tell you something certain to be, if anything, and even then I do not know it will happen as I predict it.
Why do you wish to know?
The ones who know my name shall be there.I see. Find your name, know your past, search for a path home. But not all things need be known. I have found it is better to remember only good times, and if you seek something as important as you do, it may be best left alone.
"Tell me!" I was only trying to warn you...
As you wish, honored guest. First, you shall have a chance to escape two days hence. Take the chace and be free once again. But if you attempt to free me, as I know you might, your fate is imprisonment too early. When-
"The village!" The shout startles the guards outside, who jump and peek in. Cowardly humans, you think. Watered blood may run through their vains, but they are nothing but trash!
I sigh as you continue to ramble on in your head. Be careful what you say or do, as the saying goes. Be'ware the Three Fold rule from our ancient people's teachings. It rules both Immortal and Mortal, you know.
My voice catches your attention swiftly, and you anticipate what I shall say. Ah, I have your interest now, which is all I wanted.
Leaves fuel fire, and fire is strength of will. The wind blows strongly, but only fuels the fire as leaves do. And though trees are bare in winter, new buds take their place in spring.
My prophecy confuses you, but you shall understand someday. Do not be rash, young one. You may be ancient even by our standards, but you do not know everything. The Sun shall teach you that.
Before you can lash out at me in with words if not claws, a human walks into the gloom, carrying a real whip. I am dragged away, still chained to the cross-like structure as I always am.
As I am taken away, I catch a glimpse of you in the now-lightened hallway. Such a beautiful creature you are in human form. Be wary of the lessoned one among your guards. I shall be back; my last thought as go.
Ah, the sweetly sharp pain of silver-tipped lash!
Flashback 2, Chapter VII: The Truth of Lies
Ah, there she was; the Prey. He'd been Hunting her so long, and the final, satisfying Catch would take place in a matter of minutes. Then he'd have the power of ages to search for that illusive Clan the last of the Lost ones had told him of.
A child's figure, multi-colored fox furs covering the girl from head to toe, stumbled through the blizzard raging around them both. But he was in his Kyuubi spirit form, unable to feel anything from tempature to touch, and she freezing in her physical body. 'The poor dear,' he thought sarcasticly.
It would be easier to break the girl if she was half frozen and unable to manipulate that annoying chakra weapon of hers. And when she gave into insanity, the power released would finally become his. Oh, he couldn't wait!
Eyes of fire and blood watched the girl as she tripped on a hidden log, muttering to herself about unrememebering. If she was a little out-of-it already, all the better for him.
A powerful presence awoke the aged Hunter from his musings. Though sealed, it called to his target nonetheless.
The girl disappeared from his sight and into the sealed area. He searched, eyes darkening, but could not see past the ancient barriot keeping the powerful taiyoukai in. It kept others such as himself out as well, lest they try and release him.
The aged demon would await his Prey's coming for decades if need be; he needed that power desprately.