(Kristy was the English translation of Kurisuti but from now on I will use the Japanese version of her name)
His rythmetic walking was soothing but who could relax in the arms of the deadly Yoko Kurama. How she had heard of the beast now responsible for her kidnapping. But he would not do so without reason. Someone else had to be behind this. A favor for one of her enemies, perhaps. But weakness overwhelmed her as she slipped back into a state of unconsciousness. And again that night haunted her so mercilessly.
"Let me go, please, the girl pleaded desperately. What have I done to deserve this?" But she knew very well the answer to her own question. This had been punishment for being born into this realm, for what she was, for her stupidity, and foolishness.
"Why should I? her captor asked mockingly. You are to repent for your own sins. Just as Misty and Chelsea have. You belong to us, you can not escape."
He was right. She did belong to this realm. She herself had condemned herself to it and signed the deal in her own blood.
He took hold of the blade, stained still with Misty's blood and tauntingly smoothed it over her cleavage, gently pressing down before sinking the blade into her flesh, thrusting it upwards and scratching it into her collar bone.
"AAAAHHH!" She screamed in pure agony but he was not near done. Blood flowed freely from the wound. He stabbed his nails in and out of her thighs, puncturing her skin countless times. "AAAAAAHHHHH! Please no, stop" But no, it would not end there. He wanted her to suffer, to bleed, to pay, to fear him as he reached for the edge of her skirt. She watched in horror, her eyes roaming to Misty's green orbs, the hurt and shock still displayed upon her face. Her bloody lips still parted as if to warn her.
"No please anything but THAT. I would rather die. Please don't" His hand brushed against her clitori…………..
"So Qoenma, you think she's having a bad dream, she's tossing and turning restlessly." Yusuke asked in sheer curiosity. "It matters not. What do you plan on doing with her. Kurama asked coolly, agitated with having to try and hold her still.
"Just throw her on the floor, Kurama. And I don't know whether she's having a bad dream Yusuke, but as Kurama clarified, who cares?"
Her body hit the floor roughly as she awoke at last. "What? Where am I? And Why?"
"You are at Genkai's temple. And you are under arrest. Let me be straight out foreward with you, Kurisuti, you will either spend life in Reikai prison or be sentenced to be put to DEATH………..
Sry, I've had trouble accessing the internet and had major writer's block. Please let me know if you liked it so I know to continue or not. I like reasonable flames. Please e-mail me for any suggestions. Thank you Airimis,