Hyakki Yagyo

by velvet-sometimes

When something old awakens into a world of everything new, there are consequences for the actions of the past. And when spirits long since forgotten start to answer the call of magic, and Dragons seek retribution for the wounds of the land, Chihiro's world changes in impossible ways.

6. Barking

Disclaimer: I don't own spirited away.

hold your breath, squeeze your fingers tight

The myth that was not a myth came toward her, his long body twining around her and taking up the entirety of the street with it's movement; forcing the townspeople back toward the shelter of the buildings, and cutting her off from any sense of safety she might have had.

Chihiro fought the instinctive urge to flee when she felt his icy breath ghost over her flesh, blowing her hair back from her shoulders with it's force. Her eyes were closed against the image before her, fingers clenched tightly to keep the panic at bay as she took a deep breath, holding it for a long moment to settle her nerves.

And when she opened her eyes, her only view was that of white fur and pearly scales and a row of huge, shining fangs.

"Brave little mortal -you're shaking; but such sweet smelling courage. Come now and tell me: how will a pack squealing boar," he paused for a moment, mighty head cocking slightly, as if to get a better look at her, "And small barking dog with no teeth appease the wrath of a God?"

Note: This is a gift for Lyrainthedark, who helped me figure out the entire plot of this story tonight.