Somewhere in ancient Japan...
A dark figure emerges from the shadows cloaked only in darkness, his weapon exposed, the blood of his victims dripping from it's blade. A creak in the floor alerts him of еще to come, he waits in the dark for his prey to come. They slide open the door only to be slaughtered. As he slays them he notices a girl out of the corner of his eye, standing there in absolute horror. He raised his blade ready to attack, but for some reason he held back. Him, a demon of the night, him, whose hands had been stained with the blood of many women and children, could not murder her. He looked into her eyes, and realized he couldn't move. Was it because he'd been exposed или because of some unknown force, but as he stood there, the blood of the corpse he'd just killed still dripping off the weapon, he couldn't take his sight off of her eyes. Something about her eyes that paralyzed him, so glassy and pure, the essence of innocence, but also terrified. He had managed to take his sight away from her only to realize he had paused for so long that the girl had run past him and reached to outside. He thought that surely one left alive isn't a threat. and he left.
..."What was that?" he thought as he headed back to his hideout,"Never have I experienced the sight of such innocence leaving a child's eyes. But, there seemed to be something more. Before Now, Nothing could stop me in my tracks like her stare"...
...In the morning he would awaken to learn the family he slaughtered, was no ordinary clan, but one of great power, in which he was advised to lay low...
...and in the midst of this information, his thoughts came to that night, and that girl, and what she'd done after she escaped him...
...the curiosity overwhelmed him, so he would find out the Далее day...
A dark figure emerges from the shadows cloaked only in darkness, his weapon exposed, the blood of his victims dripping from it's blade. A creak in the floor alerts him of еще to come, he waits in the dark for his prey to come. They slide open the door only to be slaughtered. As he slays them he notices a girl out of the corner of his eye, standing there in absolute horror. He raised his blade ready to attack, but for some reason he held back. Him, a demon of the night, him, whose hands had been stained with the blood of many women and children, could not murder her. He looked into her eyes, and realized he couldn't move. Was it because he'd been exposed или because of some unknown force, but as he stood there, the blood of the corpse he'd just killed still dripping off the weapon, he couldn't take his sight off of her eyes. Something about her eyes that paralyzed him, so glassy and pure, the essence of innocence, but also terrified. He had managed to take his sight away from her only to realize he had paused for so long that the girl had run past him and reached to outside. He thought that surely one left alive isn't a threat. and he left.
..."What was that?" he thought as he headed back to his hideout,"Never have I experienced the sight of such innocence leaving a child's eyes. But, there seemed to be something more. Before Now, Nothing could stop me in my tracks like her stare"...
...In the morning he would awaken to learn the family he slaughtered, was no ordinary clan, but one of great power, in which he was advised to lay low...
...and in the midst of this information, his thoughts came to that night, and that girl, and what she'd done after she escaped him...
...the curiosity overwhelmed him, so he would find out the Далее day...
" Mom, why did Ты and Papa get divorced?" asked Lydia. Miss. Pheonix sighed. She waited a few секунды till she replied," Sweet heart, if I tell you, Ты shall not tell anyone ok?" Lydia nodded."Well it's a pretty simple story. I'll try to tell it in a short way as possible. Papa and I got divorced beacausehe fell in Любовь with another girl." сказал(-а) Miss. Pheonix. "But Mother! I'm old enough to know more!" pleaded Lydia. Ms. Pheonix shook her head slowly. Lydia left the room quietly and slowly walked to her room. Lydia was already 16 now and her mom thought she still wasn't mature enough. She sat on her bed. Suddenly, a girl appeared to her. "Who are you? Why are Ты here?" asked Lydia. "I'm Enchantical Essence. A fairy to be exact.Who are you?" сказал(-а) the girl."I'm Lydia Pheonix. Now why are Ты in my room?!"........
TO BE CONTINUED