Ronin Warriors Fan Fiction / Fushigi Yuugi Fan Fiction ❯ Angle Cut Me ❯ intro ( Chapter 1 )

Angel Cut Me

Authors Notes: Ok this might have some grammar and spelling errors but I'm a 15 year old girl from KY that's dyslexic with out a beta so the odds are against me ^_^. BUT I did the best I could going over it. This is a crossover, but it has nothing to do with the plot of RW im just stealing there characters because I hate OCs and only like 2 of them have any real importance in this story. Please review, I know it sucks but just tell me what to fix then.

This is the intro and its very Nakago centric but in the next chapters will appear

Warning: cutting, rape, cursing and just weird stuff.

Rating: I think its pg-13 or pg but a friend said it was R to NC-17, so just be careful

/Purple paint splatter on the pallet of the young child's skin as the struggling slender legs where pulled apart. Boorish hands ran through the soft angelic hair of the painted doll as he prepared it for the rapture of its innocents. The last bit of hope the small boy had fell in liquid form from his glassy eyes as the man that held him capture entered him.

Again

And again

And again………/

A gasp came out of Nakago's mouth as he shot up from the dismal sanctuary his bed. Sweat trickled down his face as he was shrouded by the memory that plagued his mind. The sullen cloud that had enveloped him since the beginning of time grew stronger and the weakness that lived deep with in him threatened to leak from his eyes.

Boys don't cry

Men don't cry

And Nakago definitely doesn't cry….

With a small stroke of a knife, liquid rose peddles escaped through an opening in his skin and trickled down his arm creating beautiful abstract designs. Its silly how such a simple act of self injury can bring about the reassuring feeling of control. But if that's what it took for him to stay the emotionless, dreaded general that plagued fear in the minds of almost everyone , then by the gods he would do it until he bled dry.

Powerful leaders where always in control

Never week

Always strong……

Nakago clenched the knife tightly in his hand when the bitter sound of laughter filled his ears. Slowly he turned around and looked into the mirror to see a meek, but sturdy figure smiling back at him. The visible violet eye of the figure, that wasn't covered up by hair closed as a bloody knife was pointed at it. The figure waved a finger side to side in the air to show its disapproval for Nakago's action. Slowly, a foot stepped out of the mirror followed by the rest of its body. `Naughty boy' the figure said as it snatched the knife out of Nakago's hands. `You shouldn't play with toys'

It all went black

Black was such a beautiful color

A dominate color that only fades in the light……