Ronin Warriors Fan Fiction / Fushigi Yuugi Fan Fiction ❯ Angle Cut Me ❯ A Childs Cry ( Chapter 2 )

A child's cry

Summery: chp:2 Takahome see's something he never will recover from. What is it? Is it all just a dream? And just who is the crying child.

Tamahome opened his eyes to see a plush forest instead of the small cozy room that he had fallen asleep in. He quickly got up to take a look around and hopefully find his friends. But it was absolutely useless; he could find no signs of life any where. And an overwhelming feeling of exhaustion fell over him so he slowly sank to the ground, forgetting his troubles, and his eyes fluttered shut. He would stay like this for over an hour.

Takahome threw him self off the ground when he heard the soft cries of a child in his ears. It was coming from the north. As he looked in the direction he needed to go he saw a path that wasn't there before. Instead of trying to figure out how that was possible he made a rash decision to follow it anyways in hopes of finding the child and maybe his friends.

He had been running for miles and could still hear the child's cries. But he had to stop, if Takahome had kept running at the pace he had been there would have been know way he would have made it. He leaned against a plump tree to catch his breath. Something kept dripping on his head, he looked up figuring it was water. How wrong he was.

A group of bodies were hanging from the tree. Their faces were disfigured enough for them to be unrecognizable and the eyes had been completely removed. Each body had about 12 swords stabbed through them. And what had been used to hang them was their own hair, long blond hair; it looked as though each strand had been ripped from their head.

Takahome slowly walked backwards from the tree, shaking in fear. He turned around and was about to run but stopped. Then he saw it.

A village had appeared out of know where. Dead bodies covered the streets. Some of them where as disfigured as the ones in the tree but others, mainly women, lay naked with there legs spread and blood slowly sliding down their legs. All of them had their eyes and hair removed.

Takahome was shaking, tears spilled from his eyes and he found him self on the ground in the fetal position. How could this have happened? A whole village of people, probably a whole race killed of f so brutally? Why? Why had they been killed off? What could have they possibly done to deserve this? No, no one deserved to die like that.

Then it hit him. They where Hins. He remembered as a kid his Uncle would joke about how stupid they where or that their only use was a good fuck. He remembered His Aunt would talk about one of them as an `it' instead of he or she. At the time it had seemed so trivial, nothing to note. But now…

The child's crying filled his ears, louder than ever. He could tell it was coming from one of the huts. Slowly he convinced himself to get up and find the child. A child had lived through this horrible experience; he had to be strong for the child.

Takahome and ran to the small hut. Something in front of the door, angered, he used all his forced and slammed the door open. It was a body that had blocked the door. But not a Hin but one of an army officer. Takahome snarled and stepped on his face, crushing the nose under his weight. He did this with all the other non Hins in the room as he made his way to the crying child.

Takahme walked into the last room in the house. There he saw a naked woman and a child leaning over her. The child was pleading softly with its mother to wake. But Takahome knew that she wouldn't. A discreet but unearthly wound laid above her right breast. It looked as if it had come from a bolt of energy, not a sword. But that wasn't the weirdest thing about the body. Unlike the rest, her hair and eyes where still intact.

He walked over to the child and put his hand on the small shoulders gently. But that startled the child causing it to jump up and turn toward him. The child looked angelic to say the least and it was possibly a boy but Takahome couldn't truthfully tell. But the child was the only glimpse of innocence left after the tragedy, Takahome vowed to save what little the child had left.

As teary eyes eyed him suspiciously Takahome smiled gently.

"I'm not here to hurt you" he said as reassuringly as he could "I promise. It going to be ok"

But then the child reacted in a way Takahome would have never expected. The child began to laugh, bitterly in fact.

"No," the child replied "no it won't."

A soft baby blue aura began to come off the child. It surrounded the child completely and Takahome began to wish desperately for his sword. The aura disappeared. Takahome found him self staring straight in to the eyes of his greatest enemy, Nakago.

He screamed.

It all went black.

*

He hastily and sighed in relief when he saw Miaka leaning over him with a warm expression on her face. He was back, back in the cozy room where he had fallen asleep in. It was all a dream, nothing more, nothing more…

Miaka's expression grew to concern as she ran her hand across his shoulder.

"Your bleeding."

He looked at his shoulder and saw it. The blood. The blood from the bodies in the tree.

"No" he whimpered "nonononono"

He cried, again.

Miaka's eyes widened and began yelling for help from the others.

But nothing would work. Nothing would make him forget. Nothing could bring those people back. Nothing would fix Takahome

Ever.

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Author's notes-

That came out bettor than I expected. Nothing great but I liked it ^_^. Hell I'm just excided that I broke my 1 page habit. (Subliminal message: review)

Takahome abuse is fun. Not as fun as (subliminal message: buy me shiny things) Nakago abuse, but still..

Oh and if you think it was gory, (subliminal message: I am your new Queen, bow to me NOW )just remember it could have been a hell of a lot worse. I was tempted to describe the bodies in much more detail but got lazy. And I'm still looking for a beta, any one up to the task?

Oh and mikage-aya is a great and wonderful person, bow to her. Plus she is a good writer, read her stories NOW.

Muggy is a god to so like bow to her. Some gose for her

I would also like to point out that this chap was almost rape free!!!! Thats a first for me

MwahahahaHAHAHAHA