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Word Count: 364
Title: Scream for me Baby
There wasn't a verbal reply. There was no mystical voice to say that it agreed or just didn't care for my words. That heavy tension in the air intensified, but I could feel the difference. I could breath easier. I was released from the pressure of whatever held me and I did the first thing any sane person did. I bolted.
The minute my feet found purchase on the floor I swept Shippou into my arms and I ran for the busted down door. The moment I made it out the room I felt as if I was free. The stairs to the first floor were a few feet ahead of me.
As soon as my foot touched the first step I felt it. Claws wrapped around my ankle and I was being dragged back to the room. Shippou had fallen from my arms. His wide eyes disappearing down the stairs froze my heart. The small hair of his ponytail whipping around his head, the chilling echoes of the banging on the steps, and the resounding silence that met my ears was all that I could think about.
The claws punctured my flesh; yet, no scream crossed my lips. My ears far too concentrated on the task of picking up on the littlest of movements in hopes that my precious Shippou had survived the fall. When had the slow luxurious tick of the clock become so loud? A low growl vibrated through the floor boards. A torturous rhythm of my dragging form mixing within the faint humming of my laptop from my room pulsated through my ears. I did my best to slow my breathing, going as far as stopping my breathing to try to capture the hopes of a faint puff of breath from the stairs below; yet, through it all not one hallowed breath.
Where had the enthusiasm of buying a home gone? Where had the sounds of lightly padding feet disappeared to? Where had the happily gone from the after?
My head swam with the questions, but as my fate drew me in I lost the will to consider it all.
Shippou, was it too much to ask for a scream?