Hey, people! It's been a while since I've posted anything so here's my new story. It's based on and inspired by Fatal Frame One and, maybe later on, Three. There are some ajustments and infering but you can deal with it. Now, READ!

Fireflys danced around the latern hanging on it's post outside a plain white townhouse on the edge of Toyko. This particular house was one of many on the block that cropped around in a circle. In the center of the circle, lay a small neighborhood park adourned with cherry blosom trees. However, it was in this neighborhood, that many disappearences had happened over the past years, as far back as anyone on the block can remember.

The strange thing about these disappearences, however, was no adult had ever disapeared. Instead, it was always children. Children always at the age of seven, never to be seen again. Because of this, parents on the street had refused to let their children out at night. Until the disappearing stopped that is, and no one ever cared to think that maybe they could start up again.

Just then, a young girl, just barely seven wearing a sky blue shirt and lit blue overals, and her mother, a woman in her mid twenties adorning a kimono like bathrobe, steped onto the front porch of their house.

" Are you sure you don't need me to come with you, honey?" The young girls mother asked, a worried look in her eyes. The girl shook her head wildly, cause her chestnut brown hair to spill all over her heart shaped face.

" Nope. I'll be fine, Mother. Don't worry." The little girl opened her arm wide, gesturing for a hug and her mother squated down and held her. Their embrace broke and the little girl began jogging to the park in the circles center. Waving after her, her mother called out.

" I want you home no later than seven-thirty! Be careful, Tifa!"

Hurry, Tifa!" one of her giggly friends shouted as Tifa dashed away from the " Oni ". As soon as Tifa had met up with her friends in the parks center, they had emidatly engaged in a wild game of Demon Tag, were whoever was it, is called the "Oni". She noticed a dark corner of the park and quickly sprinted behind a tree, hoping the "Oni" would run right by her, and it did, charging for another one of her friends who playfully screamed and ran at full speed right past the cherry blosom tree, Tifa was leaning on. The Oni was hunched over, wheezing for breath, and Tifa let out and muffled giggle. The Oni lifted his head to look at her, still panting and she swore that the Oni, a cocky redheaded boy named Reno, looked different.

She began to lose balance and several of the kids ran over to see whether or not there was a new Oni and were worried at the sight of their friendas she blankly stared into the distance.

Tifa's head was spining, and emitting a power head ache. She fell over, the dizzeness overwhelming the seven year old, and one of her friends reached out to her.

" Hey, Tif, are you alright?" The girl's hand was just an inch from Tifa's shoulder but when the blond touched it, her hand went right through. She screamed and recoiled, and everyone else jumped away as well. Tifa was also afraid.

' Whats happening to me?' She glanced at her small hands, and the fear in her crimson eyes grew as she saw her trasparent, almost non-exisent hands which every second that her red orbs peered at them, continued to fade in a very quick rate. Tifa wanted to cry.

Finally sense snapping into him, Reno had enough sense to run for help, taking all of the neighborhood children with him, half coming out of fear instead of loyalty for their friend, leaving poor, frightening Tifa, who's lower torso up to her chest, had completly fanished, all alone in the dark, cherry blosom park alone.

She knew they wouldn't make it back in time, and by the time they were, she, herself, would have completly vanished, to somewhere, or some time. Maybe, even into nothingness. It was then, Tifa began to weep. By then, the brunette was nothing more than a floating head, or more like half of one, for the speed of her Houdini act had rapidly increase. The park began to spin wildly, the pinks of the blosoms molding with the brown of the tree bark and the green grass creating something that resembled a split ice cream cone. Then, crying out in pain, for a sharp bolt of pain had struck head head, and she blacked out, just as the very tip of her head became nothing more.

A dull but loud and abnoxious voice awoke Tifa from her sleep. She lazily pushed her self up, not bothering to open her eyes, but as she did so, she realized she wasn't wear the same shirt and overalls she had been. Looking down and weakly opening her eyes, she let out a small grasp and realized that she was wearing a fancy, white slik kimono covering in a series of designs, mainly of butterflies. The voice of the loud woman began again.

" You all know why you are all here." Her voice sounded so dry, and by the way she worded the sentence, Tifa knew she couldn't be alone. Looking around, she noticed several, at least ten, children all about her age. The girls adorned the same white kimono as Tifa, and so did the boys. They were all staring intently at the woman, who Tifa guess after seeing the bandaging over eyes, was blind.

The room they all stood in was a large, empty room in what appeared to be some sort of a mansion, for the screens that lined the room were not of a Japanese common. Only some rich noble or, perhaps, royalty, could afford such a high class room, much less a mansion.

" The first and the last shall take part in the most important of the events. Everyone in between" She grinned, but no in a happy and silly way. More like teasing or taunting.

" Well, see about you. The game begins...NOW!" And, although the woman was blind, she charged out toward the group and children who, including Tifa, scattered.

The room was a mad house. Children rushed around, trying to be untouched by the blinded woman, and Tifa, who was crouching behind a shelf for a moment to catch her breath, finally understood what was happening. They were playing a game of Demon Tag, although in a somewhat different variation, and the woman was the Oni. However, instead of becoming the Oni, the tagged children would leave the room. After several minutes of intense play, only Tifa and a short haired girl with a long, pale face remained.

The blind dodged out toward the sound of muffled footsteps and Tifa expertly dodged with ease. She had been playing this game as long as she could remember and had been one of the best players on the street where she lived. As silently as she could, Tifa dived over to the other side of a large cabinet. She had just remebered what had happened before she woke up.

Her mother calling out her curfue. Dodging Reno, the Oni, in Demon Tag. Having a spliting headache. Dissappearing, and then, waking up in this mansion, unaware of how she got there.

" I wanna go home..." She whispered almost sobbingly.

Suddenly, the other remaining girl cried out and Tifa jumped out of her resting point to see that the pale faced girl had been tagged. Now, out of all the children in the room, she remain the only in the game. The older woman smiled as the other girl left the room on the verge of tears.

" Tell the first tagged to return." Comanded the woman, at the small girl. Apparently, she knew that their was only one person left in the room. The screen shut and moments later, another girl with long braided light brown hair and green eyes entered and approched the woman.

" You are?"

" Aeris Gainsbrough." the little girl replied slightly worried. She nodded.

" Young maiden, please call the remaining child to me. I know she's in here." Aeris nodded, her braid bouncing as she did so. Wildly peering around, she spotted Tifa, still frozen in the same spot, leening around the side of the cabinet. Waving her over like a landing airplane, Tifa hesistantly shuffled over to them. She had no idea what was going on or what she was getting into but Tifa thought it better to go along with them for now.

" What is your name, child?" She said very loudly and abnoxiously to Tifa as she stepped forward to meet her. This made Tifa wonder if maybe she was blind and almost deaf.

" I'm Tifa. Tifa Lockheart." Tifa replied somewhat shakily. The woman smiled, not friendly but as if trying to scare her with her yellow teeth.

" Let me be the first to congradulate you, Tifa. It is a great honor to receive this duty." Aeris nodded, as if agreeing, and Tifa was still confused as ever.

" You and Aeris shall take part in the two most important rituals. Aeris will take the same ritual as I. You, on the other hand," She gestured at Tifa," will be the holy power which blocks Hells Gate." Tifa, in addition to confusion, stared frightenedly at her.

" Um, I'm sorry to ask this, but," Tifa asked shaking with fright for what her anwser might be," what is the ritual I'm in again?"

The blind flashed another gruesome smile.

" The Strangling ritual. In ten years time."

Oh, don't worry,(as I say in all my stories), it'll get better. Now, for those of you umfarmiliar with Demon Tag and the Strangling ritual, let me explain.

Demon Tag- bascially regular tag where the more people paying, the better. The only difference from normal tag it the "it" person is called the Oni.

The Strangling Ritual( I won't say much about this til later)- One ritual take took place in Fatal Frame and the ritual Tifa is to take part in. Before the ritual takes place, the shrine madien or Alter boy would be locked up in a dunguon for ten years so as to forget life outside and make them want to die. The chosen is taken care of, though.

I know I infered a lot in the story but thats because I don't own Fatal Frame. My mother claims it's too violent and I'm too young to play it. Thats bull &. Anyway, I get all my info about the games off of a fan site of it. Just message me if you want the link.

Here's a short Chapter 2 preview, Knight of the Rosebuds(name may change)

" Guard the door. Don't let anyone in there. Got it?" The soilder nodded andtook his post as the priest left the room to atend matters elsewhere.

" Wonder what's in there?" Though the young soilder. He leaned towards the edge of the door which was partically cracked open, and what he saw surprised him. He had guess it was a storage room full of valubles such as gold or jewels, but, THIS!

The young male scrached his chin, debating in his head whether he should go in check to see if what he had seen was reall there. Finally deciding to check, he flung open the door to see that his eyes weren't playing tricks on him

" Hello?"called a soft voice in the dark.

That's about it. Review if you want.