Pet Shop Of Horrors Fan Fiction ❯ Event Horizons ❯ Prelude- Twilight ( Chapter 1 )

Event Horizons

A Petshop of Horrors Fanfiction

By: Sanjuno Shori

Rating: R

Pairing: DxLeon

Warnings: YAOI, AU, something of a TWT (meaning I've taken certain canon events and switched their order around, or ignored them all together so that the story makes sense. Nyah! ^-^), implied Non-Con,

Disclaimer: PoH does not now, nor has it ever belonged to me. This is written for my own amusement and satisfaction… and for my loyal readers of course! ^-^ Please don't sue me, I need all I've got to pay for my university fees…

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AUTHORS NOTES

Sanjuno grins and wiggles her fingers.

"Yo minna, how's tricks?"

She absently scratches one ear as she stares at her notes.

…

She looks up.

"Oh, right, I'm supposed to be amusing now right? How's this for funny? My parents were teasing me `bout how I was the only driver in the family who's had a head-on collision and then the very next day my Tou-san rolls the car. It's a complete write off… Funny thing is that once again, not one person was hurt beyond a bruise or two. Freaky huh?"

Sanjuno smirks and shakes her head.

"And he calls me a reckless driver. Bah! Anyway, Shinma should be back soon…"

CRASH! BAM! WHUMP!

"Speak of the devil."

Shinma gives Reiai an evil look; not that it was any different than his usual looks, but anyway… The dark muse shoved a tall blond man into the room.

"Hey, watch it!"

Shinma ignores him.

"Here ya go Meijin-sama."

Sanjuno waves a hand in response and grins again.

"Nice job Shinma-kun, we can start now."

"The hell…!"

= Whoosh! =

"Not very bright, is he?"

"Be nice Reiai-kun, the man is an American after all."

"Meh, let's get this fic started already!"

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Event Horizons

Prelude: Twilight Memories

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She looked down at her son, her darling golden sun-child. Her beloved lion cub was being so brave despite the cold and wet of the night they were fleeing through. The tall woman's normally golden hair was dark and plastered wetly to her skull, while her skin was pale under the tan. Brilliant blue eyes were clouded with fear and a terrible urgency.

She knew what their hunter wanted her son for, and the thought sickened her. Her baby was precious, a blessed member of their race, and she would be damned to the coldest depths of a frozen hell before she would let them so much as look at her son!

The rage gave her new strength and she grasped her sons hand tightly, gently tugging him after her as they ran as quietly as possible through the drenched, hazy vegetation of the eerily silent forest. Such a small hand clinging tightly to hers, he was small for his age, almost fragile, but with a burning spirit that seemed to burst from his slim form.

A small, grim smile twisted her full lips as she recalled what had brought her to these circumstances. Her golden child was so young, only fourteen. Far, far too young for what they had tried to do to him, what she had barely been able to stop them from doing, it was terrible. Her mate had already been killed, she would have fought herself but it was too much of a risk. If she fell her son would be alone, unprotected, and the unborn child in her womb was another thing she was unwilling to put at risk. As it was she would most likely be forced to do something she wished could be avoided.

Those thoughts could wait, would have to wait, until after they were safely hidden. She had lost their pursuers some time ago, and if she could just get them to the safe house then they could rest. She would have to blend in with a human family. Perhaps pretend to be the mate of one of their males, one of the worthless ones that wouldn't be given a second glance by anyone. Somebody invisible that she could use as a shield to protect her family from outside eyes.

The tears burned and mixed with the rainwater on her face as she steadied her son when the youth stumbled. They were going to make it. She would save her regrets for later.

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The golden youth curled in on himself, clutching his abdomen in obvious pain. The sunlight rippled and danced over his exposed skin, flirting with the edges of shadowed curves and silken plains. Heat rippled from his slender adolescent body as glazed eyes that shamed the summer sky gazed sightlessly into the distance. His head fell back to expose the smooth curve of his neck as full lips parted in a breathy moan.

His mother soothed his fevered skin with a cool cloth, her own sky eyes sad and haunted. She had hoped that what had been forced upon her son would fade once they escaped, but it was not to be so. She would have to place a seal on her son. It would lock away his true nature, hide his power, his birthright, but it would also keep him sane until he found his soul mate.

She whispered soft words of comfort as she readied the spell, keying it to dissolve once her son was claimed by his true love. It had to be love, she would not let anyone benefit from forcing or fooling her firstborn. Casting it over the three of them, her son, herself, and the infant in her womb.

Her second child would be born in five months time; she would give birth shortly after her son turned fifteen. The human male she called husband thought both children were his, and she was happy to see her false memories holding in the mans mind. Her cover was perfect; they would not find her family here, they would survive, though she could feel her soul straining to join her mate. Her beloved had died defending their son; she could feel the spirit of her love waiting for her.

She would join him in time.

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She screamed in pain, something had gone wrong with the birth of her second son. She would not survive much longer, already her spirit faded. She had enough strength to ensure that her protection spell would hold on both her children after her death while still remaining undetected. Then she whispered a brief prayer into the air with her last breaths, smiling at the small screaming bundle that was lifted into the air by latex-gloved hands before her tear blurred sight began to dissolve into nothing.

The soul of her mate reached out for hers, calling her to the place after this life, but she paused, waiting. Her firstborn burst into the room diving forward to wrap his arms around her as liquid crystal droplets streamed down his face.

`Oh my babies… take care of each other… my sweet cubs… I love you both… so much…'

"Mama?! No!"

`It's my time… oh darling… don't blame your brother… farewell…'

"Mama!"

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= Present day =

"Mama!"

He woke up screaming.

= Tsuzuku… =

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END NOTES

= Whoosh! =

Thud!

…

"Is he dead?"

Poke.

"Nah, he's just out cold."

Shift, turn, smirk.

"I expected as much. This fandom doesn't get a lot of attention. The characters are probably easy to shock."

Head tilt, raise eyebrow.

"New release?"

"Iya da. It's just one of the lesser known titles."

"Aa, slim pickings Meijin-sama?"

"Eh, not much out there. It'll be easy to make a mark, but notice will be hard to get. It's a small fan base."

"Aww. Are we gonna get any reviews?"

"Dunno Reiai-kun, we'll have to wait and see."

Rasp of metal. Evil chuckle.

"Oh, they'll review if they know what's good fer `em."

"Put the claymore away Shinma-kun."

"… spoilsport."