Fan Fiction ❯ Acid Sweetner ❯ Uno ( Chapter 1 )

Acid Sweetner



The rain poured down resonating in the almost empty hall, water dripping through the cracks onto parched lips mingling with tears and blood. She lowered her head feeling the raindrops on the top of her already soaked head her hair sticking to her skin looking heavy. She moved away from the center of the hall towards the spiral staircase the sound of dispersing liquid following her. For a second she stopped closing her gray eyes and turning so her back was towards the front staircase.

"How. how could you?!" She opened her eyes now a bright amber not the dull gray of before and looked around in a bit of a panic. The police officer came towards her and she backed away tripping over something in the process. She propped herself up looking at her clothes and skin seeing them stained red knowing immediately it was blood. She screamed jumping onto her feet only to trip flat on her face onto human remains still warm. She could only stare at what cushioned her fall completely frozen even as the footsteps of the police officer drew closer. He yanked her up by the back of her once white dress finding it hard to keep from emptying the contents of his stomach. The stench of death surrounded the area like a disease taking hold of anyone who stepped anywhere near it. He noticed the sides of her dress were ripped to the point where it only remained on by a string. She was also stripped of any underwear wearing only that dress and from the bruising he saw on her hips he guessed it wasn't her idea to go commando.

"What happened? I don't understand who did this? Where is Tolkien? Is he dead?" Looking at her he couldn't believe she was the one to bestow death upon the thousands lying amongst them. It was unfathomable to think the picture of innocence could possibly do the Grim Reaper's work for him. This girl he held by a dress that was probably once a cute frilly thing looked no older than nine. She was the only one left alive so for now the only suspect and the fact that she was bathed in blood didn't help her cause much either. He let her go deciding to look for a possible weapon or hopefully find a plausible suspect. Carefully he inspected the crime scene not really paying any mind to the little girl that was walking over the bodies squealing anytime a part of her body came in contact with any of the dead. She dropped to her knees next to someone on the ground a smile coming to her face as she reached out to hug the person the head falling off.

"MAMA!!!!" Wailing she rocked back and forth with the head of the mother the officer running to her and picking her up making her drop the head. She cried into his shoulder holding onto his dark coat desperately as if she were afraid someone were going to grab her. Growing far too disgusted by the scene he headed for the exit barely noticing the daggers in the wall but rather then stopping he decided to leave it to forensics. Once outside the rest of the police squad that had come with him rushed towards him wondering what he had seen inside. By his orders they were made to stay outside only coming in if he gave a yell or commanded them to. They regarded the little girl with confusion not just because of the state she was in but because their captain actually dared carry her. They'd never seen him near children and it seemed he despised them if calling them all 'demon spawns' was any hint.

"Captain Coren who is this little girl?" He put her in the arms of the female officer who cringed forcing herself not to vomit from the scent of blood on the girl. The young girl looked back at Captain Coren as if asking him to take her back in his arms but he ignored it.

"The only living thing inside that graveyard, go wash her up Anisole and question her. I think she might know what happened in there." Anisole nodded her head going towards her patrol car but Captain Coren grabbed her arm.

"What is it Captain?"

"Keep an eye on her there's something strange about her." He released her arm letting her get to her car the little girl silent as she was placed down in the car. Anisole got into the driver's seat staring at the girl as she placed the key in the ignition smiling kindly. The girl averted her eyes looking instead at her hands on her lap nervously balling up the fabric of her dress.

"So what's your name?" Anisole really didn't want to get too close to this girl but it was obvious she'd be under police jurisdiction for some time so might as well make her feel comfortable with the police.

"Emi Ryu."

"That's a Japanese name isn't it? But you don't look Japanese." Emi looked at Anisole who kept her eyes on the road but still kept a warm smile that made Emi feel she could trust her.

"I was adopted and given that name, I was born in London. The woman who adopted me was my birth mother's best friend since pre-k."

"Really that's great. So she treated you really good?"

"Yes and now she's dead just like my real mother." Anisole looked over at Emi not able to see her expression by the tangled mass of ebony locks that covered her face.

"Your mother died?"

"It was raining that night too, a thunder storm. I got scared and ran to her room crawling into her bed making her laugh like she always did whenever I ran into bed with her. She hugged me to her and I fell asleep feeling safe just because she was there. When I woke up in the morning she was gone, I looked for her but I didn't find her. Our neighbor Ms. Leonard use to come pick me up each morning to take me to school, she came that day. Since she saw my mother gone she helped me get ready to go and told me she'd come back there after dropping me off. Only a couple of hours after she dropped me off the police came to pick me up along with Ms. Leonard. They had found my mother's mutilated corpse in the attic of our home hanging from on the beams everything below her torso and her limbs scattered about her. According to DNA samples she had been dead since midnight of the prior night only a few hours since I came to her room." Anisole was frightened by the way she told the story as if it were no big deal but she blamed it on shock.

"How old were you when this happened?"

"Five. I've been with Naomi since I was six, they placed me under witness protection for a while keeping me in a hotel run by the FBI. During that year my name was Anna Lee but when I went with Naomi she asked me what name I would like and I said Emi because it was closest to Amy." Emi touched a necklace Anisole hadn't noticed she was wearing till now intrigued by the strange design of a onyx wings with a ruby center.

"So your birth name is Amy?"

"Amaranth Stevens but my mother called me Amy. It made me feel special because her name was Amy and she was. is my role model." Emi looked up suddenly her body shaking a bit Anisole fearing she might be having a seizure was about to pull over but Emi put a hand on her thigh. Anisole's eyes went wide as Emi gripped her thigh hard enough to draw blood as Emi laughed seeming to enjoy causing pain.

"What are you doing Emi? Stop it."

"My name isn't Emi, the little brat hasn't even properly introduced me when will she learn to show me the respect I deserve. I've shown her many times what I'm capable of yet she treats me like I'm just one of her little dolls. She'll soon learn that I can't be rid of that easily that I will rid myself of her before she can even think of how to rid herself of me. So Anisole is it? Yes I think that's what the brat called you. How are you this evening my lovely piece of walking sex?" Anisole was at a loss for what to do not sure whether this was a joke or maybe this was all a twisted dream.

"Emi that is very rude stop.," she squeezed tighter making Anisole cry out in pain as bone cracked. Emi laughed as the car began to swerve bouncing up and down in her seat as if she was on a roller coaster. The car slammed into a tree Emi going out the window while Anisole was crushed inside the car dying upon impact. Emi stood up wiping herself off and adjusting her neck then walking away whistling as if nothing had happened.

"I told you my name isn't Emi it's Tolkien." Emi laughed as she continued her body convulsing as red vapor jumped from her body. Her eyes returned to their natural shade and she turned looking at the car that was now Anisole's coffin. She dropped to the pavement putting her hands over her mouth tears sliding onto them.

"Not again. Tolkien please stop all of this. Please make it stop." The pause the rain had taken stopped it washing away the blood on Emi's skin and making her shiver from the cold.

"But Emi Ryu where would you be without me?"

"Happy with my mother or Naomi. Not suffering like this, not feeling my body breaking from the inside."

"It's not yours Emi Ryu it's mine."

"I can suppress you Tolkien and you know it that's why you try to leave me an emotional wreck but that has worked against you. All you have done is make those powers within me awaken. Tolkien you like me so much how would you like to spend eternity with just me?" They were both silent for a while as the red vapor took the form of a young man leaning down to be eye level with Emi. His blonde locks fell partially over his gray eyes as he regarded the young girl then chuckled shaking his head no with a wicked smile.

"You wouldn't dare," Emi gulped, his voice always made chills run up her spine it was so calm yet demanding. She looked down at the pavement seeming to be trying to clear at her mind and took a deep breath. Tolkien huffed as Emi grabbed his wrist never having felt her skin before or the tingle of someone's body heat. He closed his eyes turning away from her looking as if he were trying to fight something as he took hold of her other hand.

"I'm surprised you don't know me as well as I thought you did. Now let's go you have to serve an eternal time out."

"I've never noticed Emi Ryu how truly small you are I wonder will you still be this petite when you reach my age." They began walking off the road towards a cliff neither one looking at all frightened by the prospect of falling to their death.

"I doubt I'll be this small since I'm only so tiny because I'm a child but I'll be petite just like my mother. I'll most likely reach up to only your chest hopefully no higher because then I'll be like six feet tall." Tolkien laughed but it didn't sound as dark as his previous laughs it was almost sincere.

"Even though it's not that bad to have you calm me like this it's not going to last. You can't change the way I am no matter how hard you try. I have gone through things you can barely begin to understand."

"And what of all you've put me through? Doesn't that give me a clue of the things you have been tormented with?" Tolkien picked up Emi as he walked off the cliff his steps never faltering as if he were still on solid ground.

"You survived it I didn't over and over and over again."

Working Title: Acid Sweetener

She hummed as she walked through the halls her combat boots making enough sound to overpower her voice. A teacher ran out to the hall angered that someone was disrupting class time ready to give them a strict lecture.

"Miss what are you doing out of class? Where's your ID?" She looked up flipping back her raven hair to reveal amber eyes flashing gray making the teacher get a little nervous. She knew there were some strange contacts out there but this was almost paranormal.

"I don't have one and I don't have any classes I just like these type of places they have the strongest human energy. Never noticed how empowering the energy of humans are, like yours Janice." She touched a few of the teacher's auburn curls her eyes remaining gray as she smiled at the woman.

"How do you know my name?"

"I know everything Janice, like how you have your son locked up in the basement because you caught him kissing the neighbor's son. They make a lovely couple don't they both so full of. testosterone. Can't believe you didn't see that one coming since you're son is a bit of a femme boy. Not gay myself but I wouldn't mind a little roll in the hay with him.," she leaned closer to whisper in Janice's ear, "Just between you and me he likes to be dominated collar and all. Sounds like fun." Janice tried to push Emi back only to be pushed back herself falling flat on her ass as Emi came closer her hair and coat pushed back by an unseen wind.

"Just who the hell are you?"

"Hey don't talk about hell like that it's quite a lovely place wouldn't you agree Emi Ryu?"

"Just shut up Tolkien and get this over with I'm only allowing you to do this because we overworked ourselves again." Janice was beyond confused as Emi nodded her head putting up a hand Janice being lifted off the ground as she did so.

"Please stop."

"Oh he begged you to stop hitting him too didn't he? He wouldn't counterattack because his father taught him that he shouldn't hit women no matter what just before you ran him out. Now you're taking out you anger on him. The fact that he's gay makes you believe it's okay for you to treat him worse than a rabid dog. You disgust me."

"Tolkien time is not a commodity we have at this moment could you please hurry this up already?"

"All right Emi Ryu don't get your panties in a bunch."

"Our panties you mean." He rolled his eyes then returned his gaze to Janice leaning closer to her so the tip of their noses touched. Janice opened her mouth in a silent scream as Tolkien put a hand through her chest. Taking advantage of this he put his mouth over hers ignoring Emi's grunt of disgust and delving his tongue into her mouth putting new meaning to the kiss of death. Janice disappeared completely and Tolkien leaned his head back looking as if he had just had the best orgasm his eyes turning amber. Emi leaned on the wall to catch her breath running one hand through her hair as Tolkien stared at her. He leaned down to put his head under her arm and smile at her flicking his tongue out to touch her lips disappointed when he turned to his vapor form before making contact.

"Not fair if you're allowed to control whether I'm solid or not I should be allowed control of your body when I want."

"Yeah right. Let's go I need some sleep." With a frustrated sigh Tolkien disappeared into the necklace Emi wore neither of the two noticing someone watching them with hatred. He followed them down the hall believing his presence had yet to be recognized not paying attention to the way Emi purposely slowed down. He lost sight of her as the bell rang, the halls filling up with students rushing to get their lunch.

"Emi Ryu and the infamous Tolkien, can't believe he actually made it out of his hell and with the perfect girl for his cause. He won't succeed and the beautiful Emi will be mine." He was grabbed by the forearm and slammed into the wall as a pair of amber eyes glared at him looking like they could kill.

"What gives you the right to say my name, or that of my spirit and how can you see him?" Tolkien loomed over her with a devious smile as he stared down at the raven haired male reaching out with claw like hands Emi rolling her eyes and mumbling something along the lines of 'stupid wanna-be poltergeist'.

"I am a shaman," he tossed out a scroll catching Tolkien on the forehead making him freeze immediately, "known as Kiyoshi. My powers are the strongest of my family as I am the hundredth generation shaman so I can take your little Tolkien right from you." Tolkien growled ripping the scroll off his forehead and tearing it to shreds about ready to shove the pieces right down Kiyoshi's throat but Emi grabbed him not even affected by how cold he felt.

"You may be powerful but Tolkien belongs to me no matter what a pain in the ass he is. You can't break the power of the curse set on both our heads now leave us be and forget your foolish ambition to own either of us."

"I'm not a pain in the ass." He tried to smack the back of her head but his hand went right through though it did make contact with Kiyoshi's cheek leaving him sprawled out on the floor. Both Tolkien and Emi looked down at him on the floor then back at each other both laughing hysterically and pointing at Kiyoshi. Emi recovered first while Tolkien was still busy laughing and now poking Kiyoshi.

"Okay so why can you touch him?"

"Shamans have a strange connection with the world of spirits but this one believes himself so powerful that he keeps his connection to it open at all times. Doing that attracts spirits to him and let's spirits like me knock his lights out whenever we want."

"Did you know that was going to happen?"

"Done it before to his great grandpa when he came to my 'resting place', they look so much a like it scares even me."

"To scare you they must be terrifying. Now seriously let's go I'm sleepy." She yawned to prove her point and now Tolkien rolled his eyes hating being bound to such a weakling as he always described her.