A: SPOILERS… about the escape route in the game… it's a bit discreet but if you want to read go ahead. I DID WARN YOU…

About the timeline part… I'm told Mayu was sacrificed in 1987 0r 1988… so I'm putting this about ten to fifteen years after that… So don't be surprised of the gadgets they have in this…

And to all you Itsuki lovers out there…LUCKY DAY…

R&R…plz

Thanks to the Reviewers & Readers: Heaven's treasure -thankee

Disclaimer: I don't own Fatal Frame II… Just the characters I made up are mine. So please don't sue me.

Recap of the last chapter

"Help me" a voice came out rasping, dead…

Kin's eyes widened as two pale hands move in from behind her, attempting to close around her neck…

"Shit"

Flutter Away Butterfly…

By Yunnie Yuae

Chapter Three: The pale haired boy

Kin froze; her eyes became glazed, unfocused, her body froze over, trembling at the same time, she felt limp, she wanted to collapse to the floor and pass out; the only thing that kept her was the fact that she held her brother in her arms. She felt weak, overwhelmed. A sharp pain was coursing through her body, and her mind in much chaos. Sadness, dread and fear, all mixed in like a vile drink, her mind was feeding on it, and it felt if it was tearing her apart… she was feeling itits pain, somehow. She wanted to scream at it to stop, she couldn't take it anymore but she knew it wasn't doing it, it was her, she was doing it…

"RUN" Jin voice yelled penetrating the numbness in her mind.

Kin opened her eyes wearily; the hands were inches from her neck! It hadn't touched her.

"COME ON, KIN… RUN" Jin yelled pulling Kin's hand. Kin jerked forwards, evading the hands by mere inches. The bag and Shun felt heavy against her, but she somehow managed to run, or rather scramble away from that thing. Thankfully Jin was holding her hand; otherwise she'd not have escaped at all.

When they finally stopped they were under some short of a bridge between two houses. Kin gently propped Shun's sleeping form down on the stairs, carefully supporting his head. Then she put the bag under his head so that he could rest his head on it. then she also leaned against the wall, glad of the rest. Jin however was standing, furious about something.

"What the hell was that thing?" he exclaimed at Kin, again "what is this place? What's happening?" his voice trembled, like he was about to cry.

"I don't know" she responded quietly "I don't know what's happening. But we have to be careful, something's not right here"

"Do you think we've been spirited away to some spirit world?" Jin's voice was small, almost childlike. What he said next made her laugh.

"Like Chihiro… do you think we'll have to work at a bathhouse too?"

"No silly, I don't think we'll have to work at a bathhouse" Kin giggled unintentionally, she glanced at him, suddenly sad that he was so troubled "Maybe this is one of those Scooby Doo places… you know bad guys pretending to be ghosts so we won't figure out their plans" she lied knowing perfectly that it wasn't one of those places.

He snickered "Scooby Doo isn't real"

Kin grinned "yeah, so Chihiro must be real then right?"

Jin aimed his brown eyes at her "No, but spirits are real, I believe that now"

"Hmmmmm…" Kin murmured unable to answer him. She pretended to be busy staring up at the bridge. Something flickered in the moonlight, but before she could see what it was, two butterflies caught her attention…

They were the same as the ones they had seen in the forest, glowing blood red… the butterflies fluttered together underneath the bridge nearly touching Jin, who jumped away in shock, and moving forwards towards the other staircase on the opposite side of the road. Kin stood up slowly, her body freezing over again.

Her breath caught in her throat as she saw the white being sitting on top of the steps, the moonlight reflected off its pale skin, its hair was pure white like freshly fallen snow. And it looked like it was from another world…

Kin let out the breath she was holding; the thing turned towards them. Without knowing her feet moved forwards, she'd run down the stairs towards that thing. On a closer inspection she realized that it was a boy, about her own age, dressed in traditional robes. His eyes blazed when he caught sight of her, she felt his anger even before she reached him. She didn't care because she knew… he was good… he wasn't like the others, as if to prove it, she reached out and touched him gingerly on his chest.

He was warm.

The boy jumped back at her touch, a slow flush overtaking his face.

"W-what are you doing?" he demanded in a low voice.

"I- er… dunno" she responded truthfully, looking up at him shyly "what are you doing here?"

The boy stared at her, an incredulous expression on his face. After a few seconds he sighed "look, you can't stay here, they might find you. I'll help you leave but you must promise never to come here again"

"What are you doing here again?" Kin asked again.

The boy glared at her, a gesture that was very familiar.

"I'm sorry" she said quickly "it's just that I don't understand. Who are they and what is this place?"

"You mean you don't know?" he stepped back utterly surprised, Kin nodded silently.

"Is there something I should know?" Kin asked nervously.

"Oh god" the boy whispered distraught.

"That bad huh?" she tried to laugh but stopped when she sensed the boy's despair.

"A long time ago there was a village here, it disappeared because of a ritual: the Crimson Sacrifice… after that date the village draws in people who gets too close and kills them. This is that village"

It was a little hard to take in, but she believed him… at least her heart did. Her mind on the other hand was having serious doubts. She suddenly wondered if she had gone mad and was imagining this. That maybe she'd suddenly wake up and find herself in a padded room, mad as a coot. But then again, maybe the idea of being stuck in a ghost village was better then the former scenario.

"It's happening again… the ritual" he whispered as if talking to himself "the butterflies… they lure people in from outside…"

"I still don't get it" Kin exclaimed "what ritual? What's going to happen?"

The boy stared at her, his eyes poignant "There is no time to explain, you must leave now…" he paused "…there are four pinwheels in the old tree, turn them so the colors correspond… the passageway in the Kureha shrine will open… once in the forest don't look back…"

"Slow down" Kin cried "… I don't even know what you're going on about."

"Follow me I'll help you" he made the motion to hold out his hand then stopped, staring at her intently.

"What?" Kin asked hastily, she was starting to get spooked. "Is something wrong?"

The boy shook his head, "It's nothing. You should better be going" Both of them started to walk down the stairs when Kin suddenly swore out loud.

"Oh shit" she cried running to the opposite stairway "Shit shit shit, arrrghhh" she screamed kicking the lowest stair. "How could you!"

"Is something wrong?" the boy asked looking curiously at her.

"My brothers… I left them here. They're gone" She managed to say before going into another round of name calling and yelling indignantly "stupid brats; I'm so going to…"

"Brothers?" the boy asked appalled by the tone of his voice "you mean you're not here alone?"

"Damn right" she grunted angrily "I leave them for one minute and they're gone. Why? Why can't they ju-" she stopped when the boy grabbed her shoulders and shook her furiously.

"Your brothers" he breathed "find them and leave…"

"Well…" she replied sarcastically "we have to find them first"

The boy gazed at her again; with such sad eyes that Kin was overwhelmed with grief again. They stood like that for a moment. Nothing could be heard over their breathing, the villager had become completely mute. Kin stared into his troubled eyes, all her anger and frustration disappearing. Then she felt something, something deep within him, understood it. At the same moment the boy lowered his gaze and let go of her. He stepped up onto the higher ground, turning away from her.

"We must hurry" he said simply and Kin obliged quietly.

'There has to be a way…'

The shelf was bare now but he still could not find it…

'Where is it?' His breathing grew frantic again; he feared he was going to have another attack. But he could not stop, he had to find it. He just had to…

Books and files fell to the floor as he emptied one more cupboard in his search. He opened the antique safe built in the wall, pulling out all its contents.

'Nothing… but wait...'

The base of it, it was hollow…

He'd finally found it.

"Where are we going?" Kin asked breathlessly. The boy ignored her. They had left the houses and where running along a new path in the forest. She spotted a stone stairway leading up, but the boy had run past that, deeper into the trees.

'They must be trying to escape' a ghostly voice called out in the darkness. Before the boy pulled her out of the way, Kin caught sight of a huge broken tree stump, and the ghost villagers assembled around the tree.

'Get the pinwheels'

'They must not escape'

'The ritual must succeed'

'For the village…'

"Hey…" Kin whispered, shifting uneasily in her hiding place "what exactly are they talking about?"

"Shhhhh…." the boy glared "they might hear us"

"What are they doing?" Kin asked ignoring him.

The boy gave her a look but answered "they're blocking the escape route; we'll need to get the pinwheels back for you to escape"

"Oh" Kin muttered staring at the ghosts again "there's no other way out of the village?"

"Please be quiet… if they hear us…" he said in a sharp whisper.

'I am quiet' Kin whispered back. They stayed silent for a moment, and then suddenly a strange sound burst out. A low musical sound… sort of like a ringing that grew louder… and it was coming from her bag!

"What is that?" The boy exclaimed startled.

"Crap…" Kin swore suddenly realizing what the sound was…

'What was that?' a ghost voice exclaimed.

"…my phone"

A: Finished… hope you like. Sorry I'm not good at swearing, I don't know how to…smiles sheepishly

Anyways, REVIEW coz I like it when you do. Ja ne… until next week.