Ok guys I'm officially bringing back KiGo week again! I haven't done a KiGo week since JPKiGo. You guys know the rules, I try to upload a nice lengthy chapter of KiGo related content every day. Today's KiGo week is for Next Generation, I want to get as close to done as possible, that way you can enjoy the unfolding story. I also have some more Midoriichi art related content on my deviantart page Raischenzo.
I do not own the Kim Possible Characters, they belong to Disney. I do However own Kuraiichi, Rida, Akai, Hori, Midoriko, Chisana-ichi, Josei, On'nanako as well as the names Buraun, Koni, Roni, Midoriichi, Hekuta, Murasaki and Kimiko, Moniku, Komori Bo'A, Mujakina and Jodan.
Ch. 15 Moniku's Dark Past Pt 2.
Midoriko looked up at Moniku. "You had to kill your family?" She asked.
Moniku stayed silently and took a deep breath. Midoriko could tell that her story was hard story to tell. She continued on anyway.
Flashback
The task I was given in order to win my family our freedom, was incredulous to say the least. How could they expect me to murder my own flesh and blood? I looked around as I listened to the crowd cheer and then he spoke.
"Moniku!" A voice called out to her.
Moniku looked up to see the leader of the Neko, the man that has been raping her since she was fifteen. His hair finally starting to gray, he smiled as he looked down at the small family.
"I promised freedom for you and your family. However there's a twist. Only one of you will survive." He told her.
"This is not what we agreed on you bastard! I will not kill my family!" She told him.
He merely smiled. "You have no choice, besides your brothers seem to disagree with you." He told her.
Moniku turned to see her two older brothers staring at her intensely. Her eyes were immediately filled with fear, as she could tell they wanted freedom, and were willing to kill her if that was the case.
"Your family will be free; one shall find freedom through life, the others through death! Begin!" He said as he sat back down.
Moniku looked as her brothers rushed her and she blocked their attacks with her shield.
I plead with them to stop, that we didn't have to fight each other, that we could all escape together. They didn't hear me, my words could not reach their ears. I defended myself as best as I could, but I could not bring myself to kill them. Eventually they broke through my shield, and cornered me. They had sadistic smiles on their face, they weren't regretful of what they were about to do. However I don't blame them. They had enough torture and cruelty for a lifetime, we all have. I closed my eyes and waited for them to kill me, when my mother stepped in. Not being able to watch anymore she killed her two sons without a second thought.
"But mom, why?" Moniku asked.
"This is not how family should behave." She told me as she handed me the sword. "Do it." She told me.
Moniku shook her head. "No, I can't! I won't!" Moniku told her.
"What are you doing? Kill her already!" The crowd bellowed wanting to see more blood.
"Mother we can escape together, it's-it's not too late." Moniku begged.
Suteki smiled at her daughter. "You're so full of it." Suteki chuckled before extending her hand out to Moniku.
Moniku smiled as he mother grabbed her hand, but her smile soon faded as her mother pulled Moniku close, driving the sword through her heart.
Suteki began to cough up blood, as Moniku looked on in complete shock. "But, why?"
"This..is your…only chance at….happiness…." Suteki told her. "Take…it."
"I don't understand. How can I be happy without a family to share it with?" Moniku asked.
Moniku quickly pulled the sword out and dropped as she cradled her dying mother in her arms.
"Come here child…I want to share something with you…" She whispered.
"No mother, save your strength. I'm getting us out of here." Moniku said.
Suteki nodded in disagreement. "There isn't much time." She said as she started coughing up blood. Suteki pulled her daughter close. "They fear you Moniku. They fear what you are, and what you will become."
"Fear me, who the Neko? What am I?" Moniku asked her mother.
Suteki whispered into her ear, and Moniku's eyes went wide.
"Moniku, live long….but more importantly…live life the way you want to…." Suteki told her before taking her last breath.
"Mother…" Moniku called out to her. "Mother, mother, mother." She said shaking Suteki's lifeless body.
She closed Suteki's eyes as she laid her on the ground gently. The Neko leader clapped his hands as he rose to his feet. "Congratulations are in order Moniku. Though that battle was not as exciting as the others, it was quite the show." He said, as she rose to her feet.
She turned to face him, glaring daggers into his heart. Tears flowing down her cheeks, she rushed him. She leapt up into the crowd and tore the guards as she got closer. The Neko leader just sat there with a proud smirk on his face, watching her get closer.
She was stopped by the elite guards just as she was about to cut his face off. They pinned her to the great with great force, as she struggled to get to her feet.
"I'll kill you! I'll fucking kill you!" Moniku roared.
The Neko leader just stared at her. "Take her out front, make the necessary preparations for her departure." He said as he got up.
"Yes sir!" The soldiers said.
Forty-five minutes later
Moniku was taken to the front entrance of the Neko caves. Her hands and feet were still shackled, and she could see the Neko Leader standing there without some other people. She stepped out into the light and winced. She has never been outside of the caves, and was seeing the outside world for the first time.
"Here she is sir." A soldier said.
"Just in time Moniku." He said to her.
"What is this?" She asked.
"I would like to introduce you to the Tori clan." He said gesturing to the soldiers before him.
"Tori…clan?"
He nodded. "They will take you to your new home."
"New home? You promised me freedom." She argued.
"And I kept that promise. You have earned your freedom from the Neko clan, however your servitude to the Tori is only beginning." He told her.
"No!" She said as she struggled against the guards. However she was completely subdued and put into a cage.
"Pleasure doing business with you." A Tori soldier said.
"Likewise." The Neko leader responded. "Take good care of this one, she's the only one left." He said before walking back into the caves.
Moniku watched as her former captives left her and she was immediately being transported who knows where. She looked over to her right to see a Neko gravedigger dumping the bodies of her mother and brothers into one hole. She was angry, but tired at the same time. Everything was happening so fast, she didn't have the strength to keep up, and soon found herself in a deep sleep.
When I woke I found that we had been traveling through the mountains. I could already tell we were a long way from what I unfortunately called home. We soon came upon a city, filled with other Tori members, all had their eyes on me. I who had done nothing wrong, had somehow become the most hated person in their home. It wasn't long before they placed me in a cell, which was filled with other prisoners; it was no different from what the Neko had done to me.
The next day
Moniku awoke to the sun shining in her eyes. She got up and looked out a small window and could see people walking around, with their children and going about their business. She immediately began to think about the family she had lost yesterday, but that was short lived. Soldiers came to her cell and opened it up.
"Rise and shine princess, it's time for your initiation." The man snickered.
"Wha-what are you going to do to me?" Moniku asked.
The men just chuckled and grabbed her. She fought back, screaming that they let her go, but a few well-placed punches to her gut shut her up. When she woke she could see a crowd of people staring at her. Some had dark stares, and others held lecherous grins. When she tried to move her arms she quickly found that they were bound to her sides. Examining her surroundings she found that she was strung up in the air, on a platform for all to see, worst of which she was naked.
"What is going on? How long have I been like this?" She asked.
"Long enough." A voice said. She saw a Tori soldier as he appeared next to her. "Nice to see you finally awake." He said as he stroked her face. "Such a beautiful woman, but don't worry it'll all be over soon."
She saw other Tori soldiers and generals appear. One man handed out black gloves for the generals to wear, and then passed out whips. The whips had an odd glow to them, it didn't look like any demonic aura she had seen anyway.
That's when a soldier walked up onto the platform carrying a hot poker rod. The rod had the Tori insignia on it.
"Hold still." The man said as he pressed the poker into her skin on her left butt cheek.
Moniku screamed out, her scream could be heard throughout the Tori's mountain home. The crowd watched with glee at her pain. Some of the parents covered their children's ears so they would not have to hear her screaming.
The man removed the poker and in its place was Moniku's charred flesh with a symbol of a birds wing.
"You are now property of the Tori clan." One general said to her.
Moniku mumbled something. "What was that? Was that a protest?" He asked.
"Sounds like one to me." Another general said with an evil grin.
"Well you know what that means?" he asked.
"Punishment!" The crowd cheered.
Moniku looked up at the crowd as they chanted "Punish her, Whip her, beat her". One of the generals stepped in front of her and held the glowing whip in his black gloved hands.
"This is a holy whip. We got it from some monks not too far from here. Normally we don't do business with the lesser branches of society, but when we told them about you. Well they were more than happy to accommodate us." The general said.
Moniku just stared at the man as he continued to talk. "Now I know you're wondering what's so special about this whip? Well it's a holy whip. Holy weapons deal a lot of damage to us demons, especially full breeds like you and I. Here let me show you." He said.
He cracked the whip before striking her across the chest. The whip burned as the holy energy ate away at her skin. "You see that. You're very slowly and painfully being purified. That scar will never heal." He said and struck her again.
He then nodded, and Moniku felt the sting of another whip strike her in the back. She cried out horribly, and so loud that it was possible for the Neko to hear her. Another strike followed suit, and then another.
"You will obey!" A general said as he whipped her.
"You belong to us!" The second general added and hit her.
The general in front of her smiled as he watched her tears strolled down.
"Apologize!" She heard them say as they kept beating her. The holy energies from the whips eating away at her very essence.
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" Moniku cried.
She felt the whips stop, but the pain from being hit by a holy weapon only seemed to intensify.
The general in front turned to face the crowd. "We have before us a descendant from the great war. Her ancestors caused our ancestors great pain and strife, so is it fair that she be punished for their sins?" He asked.
"YES!" The crowd cheered.
"You heard them men. As you were." He said.
They began to whip Moniku again, making her apologize for the things she had not even done. Just for being born a descendant of traitors she was being brutally punished. The generals laughed as they beat her, their holy whips being stained with Moniku's very blood. Repeatedly she had to say the words "I'm sorry" and "Forgive me" to people she had never wronged.
Still the whippings did not stop. The Tori only stopped when her tears matched the blood that she had shed that morning.
It was on that day that they broke me. Unlike the Neko, they enjoyed beating me, so much so, that I even begged that they rape me instead. There were several occasions that I was nearly almost beaten to death, and each time I wished I had died.
Three hundred and fifty years later
Having spent many sleepless nights under the servitude of the Tori, Moniku was a former shell of herself. She had lost much weight and was looking very pale. Today however was going to be a different day. Once again, the young kids of the Tori clan were being taken through the chambers where the Tori kept their prisoners. They explained to them that the people here were the worst of the worst and gave them advice on how not to end up like them.
Moniku stared at them with her golden eyes. The Tori described her as the worst of them all, they made it seem like she had killed the very ancestors all those years ago. The people of the Tori clan knew her well, as she was often seen doing meaningless tasks for her captors. She slunk away to a corner of her cell where the shadows would hide her from the eyes of others.
She had fallen asleep when she heard someone calling out to her. She opened her eyes, as they focused in on a little girl, with black feathers and blue eyes and long dark hair. The girl looked to be eight years of age. Moniku looked at the girl as she looked into the cage trying to get a better look at Moniku.
Moniku shot forward her eyes glowing red and showing her fangs, but the kid did not flinch, instead she smiled.
Moniku just stared at the girl as she smiled at Moniku. "Shouldn't you be off with the rest of the group?" Moniku asked.
"What group?" The girl questioned.
Moniku looked around and saw that it was night. 'How long have I been out?' Moniku asked herself.
"How did you get in here kid?" Moniku asked.
"I snuck in duh!" The girl replied like it was obvious. "I'm very good at it." The child preened, very proud of her stealth skills.
"Well what do you want with me, haven't you heard I'm a bad guy." Moniku told her as she sat back down.
"Yeah I heard, that's why I wanted to talk to you." The girl said, making Moniku raise her eyebrow at the child. "What did you do?" She asked.
"I was born." Moniku said as she balled up her fists.
"Then you're just like me." The girl said making Moniku look at her.
"What do you mean just like you?" Moniku asked the girl.
"It's because of my black feathers. The others think I'm bad luck and the other kids make fun of me. I hate these stupid feathers." The child told her.
Moniku looked at her, was it possible that someone else shared her pain of loneliness? Was this child just like her?
"What is your name girl?" Moniku quickly asked her.
"It's Kuraiichi. Kuraiichi Tori." The child responded.
"Well Kuraiichi, where are your parents?" Moniku asked.
"I don't have any parents." She said as she looked down at the ground. "They died when I was little, I hardly remember what they look like."
Moniku sat there in silence. "I lost my family too when I was younger." Moniku added on
"Do you have any friends from where you come from?" Kuraiichi asked her.
Moniku nodded. "No, I've been a slave most of my life. My family included."
"That sucks." Kuraiichi said looking at Moniku. "Hey are you hungry?" She asked.
"Not even." Moniku said looking away from the girl. Unfortunately Moniku's stomach disagreed with her.
Kuraiichi smiled. "I'll be right back." The child said before vanishing down the hall.
About ten minutes later, Kuraiichi returned with some bread and handed some to Moniku. "Where did you get this?"
"Stole it." Kuraiichi shrugged.
Moniku simply accepted the fact, and ate the bread. It felt good, she feel some of her strength returning. She wished she could eat like this every day.
"Kid you better go before the guards catch you. Things will get ugly if that happens." Moniku told her.
Kuraiichi took Moniku up on her offer and left. Of course the young girl returned the next night, and the night after that, always bringing her something to eat and keeping Moniku's strength up.
I owe my life to your grandmother, it was because of her that I was able to regain my lost strength, and escape. I had accepted the girls request for friendship, and eventually had her still a book from the Tori's archives. I learned of the war and the clans involved including my won clan. With I just merely bided my time, learned the guards shift and made my move
Months later
"Catch her!" A guard shouted.
"Don't let her get away!" Another shouted.
Moniku bolted down the street, pushing past a crowd. Free of her shackles she followed a map she had memorized and was heading for the exit. She was forced to make a detour to her left. She ran through the village looking for a way out.
She had made plans with Kuraiichi to escape this place and start their lives a new. She just had to locate the exit, the girl was waiting at for her. Moniku was sure she wa going the right way until she ran into a dead end. She turned to see several guards, all carrying holy whips and chains.
"Nowhere to run bitch." One guard chuckled as they closed in on her.
"No! I'll never go back there, back to that! I'd rather die!" Moniku told them
"You can die after we're done with you." A soldier said.
Moniku had her back to the wall, and she was panicking. She may have gotten her strength back, but she was nowhere near strong enough to take on the Tori soldiers. Still she'd rather die fighting than go back to that hell hole of a prison.
Cornered I obviously had no way out, but that's when it happened. I was so frightened of going back to the life of a mere servant and dying a nobody I just snapped. I must have surged with tremendous power because of when I came too, the entire southern Tori tribe had been decimated, save for one person of course. Kuraiichi was the lone survivor.
That's when I noticed something different about her. Her eyes, the sclera in her eyes had gone black, around those blue orbs of hers. Her scent was different as well, her grandmother went from half demon to full demon to survive the ordeal. While I had unlocked my Daiyokai powers in that outburst. I took Kuraiichi to the Northern tribe and left her there. I had to learn to take care of myself before I could think of raising her, but I did come back for her one hundred years later and trained her to become a Daiyokai as well, and you know the rest from there.
Midoriko opened her eyes as she scanned Moniku's back, looking at the scars that would never vanish. The scars that represented centuries of abuse, centuries of suffering. Moniku herself was silent, she hated having to relive that moment, it felt like it renewed her hatred for the Tori and Neko. She was about to speak when Midoriko spoke first.
"Do they still hurt?" Midoriko asked Moniku, as she stroked Moniku's back carefully.
"Sometimes, the holy energy is still at work, but I only feel pain if I let it hurt." Moniku answered. "I want revenge Midoriko, I got revenge against the Tori who beat me, but I want revenge against the Neko who took my family from me and raped my mother and I." She said.
Before Moniku could continue, Midoriko embraced her from behind. She felt Midoriko's arms wrap around her torso as Midoriko pulled her close. Moniku's eye went wide when she felt something else. She felt something wet hit her shoulders, and slide down her back. Moniku instantly knew what they were.
'Tears? Is she crying for me?' Moniku thought.
Midoriko somehow understood her pain, and she was crying. She could feel Midoriko's grip tightening, but Moniku found it comforting. A lone tear slipped down her cheek as she silently thanked the young girl for understanding her. After a few minutes Midoriko was about to relinquish her hold when she looked at Moniku's right arm. She saw a weird tattoo of a five pointed star with in a circle.
"What is that?" Midoriko asked.
"This was the price of my freedom." Moniku told her. "Before I escaped I branded myself with this mark, it allows me to resurrect the dead, among other things."
"What was the price you had to pay?" Midoriko asked.
"My life in exchange for my freedom." Moniku said.
Midoriko was about to remove her arms when Moniku stopped her. "No." she said causing Midoriko to look at her. "I mean this is nice." Moniku said looking at her.
They said nothing as they looked into each other's eyes. Midoriko quickly looked away and found herself scanning Moniku's body. She had to admit even with her scars, Moniku had a beautiful body. She suffered a lot but persevered and gained what she sought the most. Her freedom, Midoriko guessed she was a strong woman.
'Strong and beautiful.' Midoriko thought. Midoriko then realized what she was thinking and tried to shake the thought from her mind. She couldn't because Moniku was strong, and beautiful she thought.
"Moniku." Midoriko said softly.
"Yes." Moniku said looking at the young demon once more.
"Nothing." Midoriko told her.
Moniku just smiled, but instead of looking away, they looked at each other. Without knowing it their faces had gotten closer with each passing second, and their lips were about to touch. That's when Moniku's failed apprentice Mujakina returned to clean up the mess.
Midoriko got up. "I'm turning in for the night." Midoriko told her.
Moniku watched her walk to the door. "Midoriko, tomorrow I'm going to take you somewhere. There's something I want you to see." Moniku said.
Midoriko walked away, closing the door behind her. Moniku let out a disappointed sigh, as she pulled her yukata back over her shoulders.
End, but remember this is KiGo Week, so there should be a new chapter sometime tomorrow, if things go right. What about that moment between Midoriko and Moniku, could this be a sign that something bad might happen? Also you have learned Moniku's story so is her revenge justified or no? Don't forget to leave a comment and I'll see you guys next time…hopefully.