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Utada Tenshi	Oct 18 2006, 03:55 PM
Level 4 Posts: 276 Group: Elite Member Member #33 Joined: August 6, 2006	Scroll I: Loyalty Chapter 1: Solitude Loneliness is humanity's greatest enemy. What is that smell? Where am I? Who am I? I'm lying on the ground, looking around. There is fire everywhere, burning everything in sight. Houses, forests, everything is being engulfed by flames and smoke. There are so many bodies lying on the ground. I feel sorry for the fact that they have not been properly buried. I wonder, is there anything alive here? I soon come to realize that I am alone. What is this feeling? My heart hurts. I begin to remember a phrase. Kokoro no Kizu. Scars of the Heart. Where did I hear that? More voices come to my memory. A voice like an angel’s says "The secret to life is not only to live but have something or someone to live for. Without that, life has no meaning. I'm sure everyone has a purpose. They just have to discover it." Voices enter my head again. The angelic one is back. "Physical wounds heal and disappear eventually. But there are scars that may never disappear completely." "What kinds of scars are those?" Is that... my voice? "Kokoro no kizu. Scars of the heart. No weapons can make scars like that, but all evil things can." "Is there a way to heal this Kokoro no Kizu?" "There is a way." I hear a third voice. It sounds like that of mother's. Probably my mother. "If there is something to cause pain, then there is something to heal it. In this case, it is called Ai, Love." "Why love?" "When someone truly loves you, then you feel the need to protect that person. They become precious to you. You have a reason to live." Silence follows. So that's why my heart hurts. I feel so alone. Why did everyone leave me? Did I do something wrong? What if I caused this!? Did I? I have no purpose. I have no reason to live. I should die right now. "Don't die," a voice says. "Who's there?" I turn around and see a man. He had an intimidating look to him. He was tall and seemed to have an athletic build. He also had spiky midnight black hair and piercing red eyes that seemed to glow. "Do you wish to come with me and have a purpose? Or will you just live a miserable, meaningless life 'til death?" I had no choice. I held out my hand. He helped me up. "Let's go." The stranger lifted me onto his back and tied me there. There was a whirlwind of black and red spirals. I felt dizzy and sleepy. Perhaps it would be okay if I rested... just... a... little... Darkness. Chapter 2: Deceit I wake up. I'm lying in a big bed in a room full of black and red. There are five-pointed stars everywhere. I recollect what has happened to me recently. I remember the stranger. This must be his home. Walking around, I feel strange, evil... vibes, I guess you call them. Curiosity gets the better of me, so I decide to explore the Stranger's home. Apparently, he is wealthy, as he lives inside what seems to be a castle. I keep seeing black and red everywhere. "There you are." I jump and turn around. It is the Stranger. "There is no need to be afraid. I will take care of you." His voice sounded sincere, but I couldn't shake the feeling that he was up to something. He took my hand and led me to a dining hall. After we were both seated, dishes filled with delicious food appeared before the both of us. I was felt so ravenous. I piled on as much as I could onto my plate and began swallowing everything without chewing. I heard a chuckle, and immediately stopped. "Don't be embarrassed. You're hungry. I don't see the harm," the Stranger reassured. I resumed eating, only this time with slower bites. What is this ringing voice in my head? I feel so dizzy. Wait… the food! Did the Stranger do this? What's happening? I try to scream, but my voice can't be found. I see two glowing red eyes. Then... nothing. Chapter 3: Mutation Thump... thump... I wake up... again, this time to the sound of my heartbeat. Now, I am surrounded by liquid. I'm in a container, like a fish in an aquarium. Were it not for an oxygen mask, I'd drown in here. "I've been tricked," I say to myself, angry at my blind faith and foolishness. "Don't worry," said that evil, spiteful voice. I looked up and glared straight into the Stranger's eyes. "This is what you wanted," he said. "You wanted a reason to live, and that's what I'm giving you." He pulled out a switch. All the liquid in my container drained out. The oxygen mask was lifted from my face. I tried to run, but found I was bound by chains to a platform. The Stranger came up to me, a hypodermic needle between his fingers. There was bubbling liquid inside the needle. "You know me as the Stranger. Many know me as the Vampire Lord. But soon, I will be known to you only as master," he said. Those were the last words I heard before the needle was pierced where my heart was. I felt a burning heat that erupted through my veins. I screamed, wishing the torture would end, wishing for death. My own eyes saw red. I could faintly see the outline of the five-pointed star on the ground below. I felt something growing out of my back. Then, my senses gave out, and there was nothing more. Chapter 4: Painful Memories I wake. How many times have I slept today? I’m back in my room. I feel… most peculiar. I look down at my body. My skin has turned a dull gray color. I look into a nearby mirror. My eyes glowed red and a black bow sat on top of my hair, which had been cut short save a few strands. My biggest surprise was two midnight black wings sprouting from my back. They reminded me of that of the wings of fallen angels. “I see you’re up.” That voice. It was him, my enemy. I saw the red eyes and lunged at him, but a white-hot pain shot through my veins again. I fell to the floor, screaming in agony. I glanced down. There, through my clothes, was the five-pointed star, the Pentacle of Evil. Why couldn’t I have remembered about it sooner? “Your purpose is to serve me now,” the Vampire Lord said. “Why should I serve you? This is no purpose I would want to live for! I would rather DIE!!” I cried. “I can give you back your memories. That is, if you swear your loyalty to me.” He can… give me back….my memories? Before I knew what I was doing, the words “I swear my loyalty to you, Master,” leapt out of my mouth. Little did I know… it would be one of the worst mistakes of my life. Master placed his hands on my head. After chanting a language I couldn’t understand, I felt my mind going into another place in time. “How could you be so clumsy?” “Why can’t you do anything right?” “You’re a disgrace. It’s a shame calling you my daughter!” Is that… my mom? If that is… no, it can’t be. A mother would never say such things! Where is the angel’s voice I heard? “Damn it Yami! You’re wasting my time! If you don’t know how to tell the difference then leave me alone!” The angel’s voice. It’s no longer like the voice of an angel. It has become the laughter of the devil. “You broke another vase. Get in the closet. No meals for a week. I’M EXHAUSTED!!” A sobbing voice says, “Mama. Please, don’t be angry.” Hey, that was my voice when I was five. “SHUT UP AND BE QUIET YOU WORTHLESS BRAT!!” “Mama hic, Sissy, I’m sniff sorry.” I look inside the closet. Inside the closet is… me. My mind is pulled to another memory. People are running through the village, carrying torches and weapons of all kind. “Destroy the Jinx!” “She is a curse to all of us!” “Death to Yami the Jinx!” I’m a… jinx? My mother and sister were leading the people to our house. There I was, inside the closet. When everyone ganged up on me, I went into such a panic that my psychic abilities went haywire. Everyone was lit on fire, and everyone and everything in the village… burned to their ends. My mind is pulled back to the present. I felt angry, bitter, and most of all, betrayed. I was a fool to ever think I was loved. Those dead bodies I saw… may they decay slowly and never have a proper burial. I understand now. I am an unwanted Jinx to everyone except for Master. My purpose will be to serve him and him only. This new purpose is the only way I can have the will keep on living. From this day forward, I’m a loyal slave of the Pentacle. To be continued in Scroll II: Purity
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