Monday, February 12, 2007

repost of the story....i posted late yesterday^^;

here it is as promised everyone.....my story well you asked for it......here it is my dear friends...... my horror story......... Code Of The Fallen I remember there was a lot of crying at the funeral. I cried myself. The solemn skies seldom smile it only cries it's steel eyes dry. The bamboo leaves rustling in the wind near by sounded like whispers of the dead. The wind it's frightened messenger. This tragic tale began just a few hours ago. The tale of the two sisters Naifu. The month October, the day Friday the thirteen. The One-Chan Kuroi neko and the Imooto-San Shiroi inu. It was a semi quite day until they had an idea. You see the sisters didn't believe in ghost stories. They should have paid it hied. Never doubt the truth. Their stories came to a screeching halt as the last grain of sand fell. "One-Chan are you really going there on your birthday?" asked Shiori. (shiori is her nickname her One-Chan gave her.) "yes Imooto-San." she said laughing. "today's the perfect time for it." said Freya (Shiori gave her that nickname.) Shiroi sighed. "As you wish One-can." Where were they going you ask? To the place some people would say is Lucifer's den. A living dead hell on earth. It was a old run down rotting mansion. Decomposing gargoyles sat watching and waiting for their time to come. Not wanting to guard this place any longer. Their shadow stained Vail would never come. The roof lost most of it's black shingles. The third story windows broken to pieces and it's red satin curtains torn. A towering spiked iron fence that was coated in something red stood before them. Opening the gate and walking inside they noticed a large unkindness of ravens in a dead gnarled tree. Most of it's white paint was flaking off and it's black shutters were falling. The dark red door had long deep gashes through it's wood. A broken statue of what looked like a vampire with magnificent dragon wings stood with a sword praying. I guess you'd like to know about the story of this god forsaken portal to hell wouldn't you? a many years ago today a family of three lived there. They had a spectacular garden and i highly enviable daughter. They lived there in this house in peace until something went wrong. Something of grizzly magnitude was about to be cast. The mother young soft and sweet was sadly the first to lose their time. She was in the shower the water raining down on her until it coagulated and thickened. It turned a deep crimson then cemented her to the bottom of the shower. She couldn't get out. Then the crimson elixir got hotter and hotter until it started to melt her skin away. Gaping wounds started riping through her once fair skin. Then some of the elixir shot up from the bottom slowly slithering up her body. It wrapped itself around her wrists, waste, and neck. She struggled for her life but it was all in vain. Her screams couldn't be herd her strength slowly being sapped away as if her soul itself was being taken. Her wet blonde hair swishing back and forth as she tried to get free. Another chain slithered up to restrain her. A dark figure seemingly seeping through the cemented blood stood before the immobilized woman. This shadow woven being then shoved it's hand of the damned through her chest riping out her Philosopher's stone which was followed by a river of Lucifer's fancied wine. It sank it's decaying fangs into her dying heart and drank the sweet liquid to it's satisfaction. It then dropped the mess of tissue as her body then was riped apart by crimson chains. First her arms were disembodied. It then with amazing force whacked her head clean of with a simple slap of an open palm. Her head then smashed against the mirror making a dull crunching sound. "ahhh." It sighed. "What a beautiful painting your elixir has made my dear." It laughed and faded away as her brains slide down the mirror. Night two Her husband was the next to be disposed of. He was the one who made the meals for his so called happy family. He walked into the kitchen because he herd a noise. A certain type of noise like a chop of a knife. Every step he took it got louder and more strange. Chop chop chop. No one else was in the kitchen only him and a knife that was moving by itself....It makes you wonder no? He couldn't quite tell what it was chopping so he moved in closer....And what do you think he saw?.....The knife was chopping his wife's arm to small bloody bite sized pieces. He was horrified, scared, and all of the above at the same time. He backed away with his skin pale. Large bullets of sweat running down his face like a small child would after an ice cream truck. Some plates and silver ware fell. He turned around at a shunning speed. He stood face to face with the malevolent homicidal spirit that killed his wife. It smirked showing it's fangs. The poor man paralyzed with fear. It got close t his face and "boo." it said. The man freaked out tripping falling into a pit of fire that wasn't there before. His flesh falling off by the chunks. The smell filled the room. Laughing a laugh that would put lord Beelzebub to shame he then said "What to hot for you old man? heh I'll cool you off." The spirit then dug it's long nails in the tortured soul. He slowly started to freeze from the inside out. As it's nails were removed the black ice spread to his skin then the floor and fire. "heh heh heh well now I didn't know I could do that." He said proud of his actions. "But you know my frozen friend." Putting it's vengeful hand around the man's chin. "Even the best of us are forgotten and die." He said laughing maniacally. "Why else would I be dead?" HE said laughing again. He then lightly punched the ice and it shattered in millions and millions of microscopic shards. "Your lovely daughter is next old man." Night three The daughter was the only one left. Trapped in a house with two dead bodies and the next lord of the underworld. She knew exactly what was happening and the only way to stop it was........well I shouldn't have to say. She took furniture and lit it a blaze. A bon fire before her. Her long black hair shimmering in the flames inviting glow. It's warm embrace around her holding her tightly. "So you decided to show yourself you sadistic bastard?" She spoke to the darkness. There came a reply. "But of course my dear who wouldn't come for you?" He said showing himself now. He wore a long black cloak which dragged along the dusty floor. His skin a pale Gray. His long black hair covering one of his silver glossy eyes. His black blood stained lips parted revealing a smirk of fangs. He reached out his Gray hand. and said. "What's wrong don't you trust me my dear?" She put on a look of disgust and said dryly. "Give me one good solid reason to consider trusting you. Do you honestly think I could trust the man who killed my beloved parents?" He laughed to himself putting down his hand and walking over to her. "You speak so coldly to me my dear. You are mistaken. I shall not deny what I did but I did it for a reason." He put his cold dead hand gently on her face and got a little closer. "I did it to get to you my dear. Nothing more nothing less." She then gave a smirk of her own. "Good you bastard you're done for that you are." She then laughed in a way that shocked him. "What do you---" His sentence was cut short. His words turned into a scream of unbelievable pain. He fell to the floor spiting up the mother's elixir. "That's right fall to the ground. I've trapped you here. Now you can never leave or kill again........and yet nor can I. Someone shall enter there doors in years to come and so I to must die. My soul shall live again to finish the job....my dear." She said mockingly. She then said a spell and reincarnated herself by burning her own body. Her orange brown eyes full of mixed emotions as she pasted on. "I'm coming one-Chan." were her last words. Present day "This is supposed to be a haunted house?" Freya asked. "Hey one-Chan check out this statue!.....don't you have a sword like that?" Freya turned to look examine the statue. "Hmmmmm yes I do believe so...enough chit chat let's get inside Immoto-San." She said with an excited smile. Shiori spoke under her breath." I know her." "Dis you say something Imooto-San?" Freya asked confused. "Ummm what? who me no.....ummm let's just go inside shall we?" Freya felt as though Shiori was hiding something from her. They walked side by side up the marble walk way. It smelled do to all the rotting plants and other assorted things outside the main gate. Working together they pushed open the doors. The house itself changed with the times making sure it fit in with all the rest. Dirty marble floors, multiple spider webs, the smell of sickness, and a large stair way in the center of the room. "You're back." Someone whispered in Freya's ear. She then got chills. As far as they knew they were the only ones in that house. "That sounded like her!" Freya thought to herself. One of her families dark secrets crawling to the surface after 13 years. She shook herself out of her trance and noticed a door on either side of the stair way. Upon closer inspection she noticed some pictures on the wall. Shiori had been looking at a portrait of a girl that looked to be about the same age as Freya. "Hey one-Chan look you to could almost pass as twins." She said with a smile. "That's cool." she said looking at Freya. To Freya the picture brought back bad memories of her past. Memories of what Shiori didn't know. She didn't let her depression show. "Yeah you're right but don't you think her hair is a little dark?" Freya said with a giggle hiding her true emotion. "Her hair isn't much darker then yours cause yours is a really dark brown one-Chan." Shiori did have a point. "Let's look in another room shall we Immoto-San.?" Dinning room This room looked like it was untouched by time itself. A chandelier hung from the ceiling lightly covered in dust. The table was set with three plates as though someone was awaiting their arrival. A small table decoration sat in front of each plate with their names on them. The first Kuroi neko and the second said Shiroi inu. Last but not least the final one simply said host. Wondering what was going on they sat where their name was placed. In doing so they sealed what time they had left in the hands of the phantom. A dark chuckle was herd through tout the whole house. The girls a little frightened. "So ladies you decided to join me?" The girls looked all around the room but saw no one. "Don't be scared my dears nothing will happen to you.......although there is a small catch to staying with me." said the voice. "You won't be able to leave!" the sadistic voice boomed. "Who the hell are you?" asked Freya in a calm voice. "You're not very convincing for a five hundred or some odd year old spirit. You're supposed to scare us not feed us last time I checked....unless you think we're the type to fall under a spell. Trust me I won't let you pull that one off." said Freya mocking the spirit not letting her true feelings on fear show. "One-Chan don't antagonize it there's no telling what could happen!" Shiori said in a worried tone. "I think you should listen to your Immoto-San Freya dear something bad could happen to you did you ever think of that?" said the voice. After that the shadows from under the table crept up into the chair in front of "Host". The shadows wove a figure out of themselves in a humanoid form. A black figure sat in the chair. Then the darkness began to fade. Through the Lying shadows appeared a man about the age of nineteen. His skin was the same Gray color it was so many years ago. His hair was the same long black and still over one of his silver eyes. "well then ladies." he said smiling showing his fangs.. "Let the feast begin." From the ceiling dripped a red liquid which filled all three wine glasses. Strange shaped black ice cubes materialized in it as well. Food mysteriously appeared in front of them. The host seemed delighted and started to cut his odd food with his knife when he noticed the girls were just sitting there. "What's the matter ladies not hungry?" Freya knew what it was and she was very far from happy. She wondered if she should believe in the tales of old. "Ttst don't think I know this place do you?" said asked. A hint of anger in her voice. "In the glass in front of me is the blood of the mother, the ice is the frozen remains of the father and on your plate is---" She stopped because it reminded her of something forbidden to Shiori. "On my plate is?" He asked prying at her to say it. In a very vengeful and furious tone she said "The burned remains of the daughter." He laughed with satisfaction "And what was her name Kuroi neko?" He said with a smirk. Freya stood up and slammed her hands on the table making everything on it jump. "You bastard leave her out of this!" she yelled. Shiori had no idea what was wrong. "One-Chan what's wrong leave who out of it? I don't get it." Freya turned away and looked at the floor. "There are some things you don't need to know Shiroi inu." Shiori was shocked. Freya never called her by her first name only shiori or Immoto-San. Shiori could sense and feel that her sister was in a great deal of pain. "One-Chan." was all she could say. Shiori then fell to the ground and didn't move. "Immoto-San!" Freya ran to her shaking her trying to get her to move. "Imooto-San Imooto-San!" said yelled. She was very worried. "That hurts." said Shiori's body. Freya stopped and sat there beside her fallen sister she was scared....very scared. The body rose to a sitting position then smiled. "Long time no see one-Chan." She gave an innocent smile then said "Don't worry I'm only borrowing this Shiori is fine One-Chan." As she turned her head her innocent smile turned to a look of hate and vengeance. "Well Shin'ai are you surprised to see me?" This wasn't Shiori's voice it wasn't Shiori speaking. Freya knew who it was and started to cry on the inside. Freya held everything inside making her lash out at others without meaning to. She sat there staring at Shiori flooding on the inside. Tsunamis crashing against the stone in her chest turning her golem heart to mud. His face turned sour. "Don't call me by that name you know I've always hated it Tsuki neko." Shin'ai said flatly. "What still mad at me for trapping you here?" she said getting up. Freya's eyes following her. Shin'ai's eyes flared with anger as he stood up to face her. He began to say something put she stopped him by putting her finger on his lips. "I know you loathe me for it but you brought it on yourself. By killing my parents you set your fate in my hands. Now live with your curse Shin'ai." she said then fainted falling into Shin'ai's arms. She left Shiori's body she couldn't stay for long. "Well then you're coming with me Shiori dear." Shin'ai said "What did you say?! You're not taking Shiori with you you bastard!" she yelled snapping out of her sadness and running after him. He disappeared in a vail of darkness. Freya fell to the floor landing with a thud. "Dammit!" she said punching the marble floor. "I've lost one person already and I'll be damned it I lose Shiori too!" she said getting up and running to the first room. Entrance room "this is all my fault Shiori.......please forgive me." Said Freya trying to figure out which way to go. She felt something staring at her and looked up. She was face to face with the picture of the girl. "Tsuki neko." she said punching the wall. "Give me a clue where is she...where's your soul?" she asked almost pleading. From her punching the wall a piece of paper fell in her hand. She unfolded it and looked at it carefully. She smiled. "Thank you sister dear." She said as the waves stopped crashing with force. The mud starting to reconstruct itself. Stairway to hell Running up the stairs trying to get to the place Tsuki neko told her to go she suddenly tripped. Falling a few steps down. "It's here t-t-th-the sin." Something choked out. She looked back and saw many strange bleeding gray creatures. They could barely speak. "Th-the s-s-s-sin th-the s-s-sin." it repeated. "Leave me alone dammit I have to get to Shiori!" she said kicking it off her. It hit the side of the rail and exploded in a ryolitic fashion. Blood and mud went flying everywhere. "Blood golems?!" she said. "Don't g-g-go you-l-l be-c-come wh-what y-you are in th-th-there. no s-s-s-sin......no s-s-s-sin." The small golem choked. The small misshapen creature then pointed to her heart. It was trying to help her. She shook her head. "no I have to go weather you want me to or not for you see I must get my revenge for what he did to my sisters." she said defiantly. "You no s-s-s-sin no s-s-s-sin." it said again. "Sin or no sin I'm kicking his ass!" she said getting up and running faster. hell She pasted the red torn curtains and ran over the broken glass running to the room at the end of the hall. A bleeding door with thorns on it stood in her way. She was about to kick it down when she was stopped again by the little blood golem. "H-h-here f-f-fight it t--t-then you no s-s-sin if use th-th-th-this." it said holding out the sword from the statue with it's one arm. "Tell her I said thanks." she said to the golem. The stone sword turned into a mythril blade. It's shining blade black and jagged fitting for her growing hatred for Shin'ai and this place. With a glare she kicked down the door and ran inside. Shin'ai was standing in front of Shiori which was chained to the wall almost decapitated. "One-Chan......he-elp One-Chan." Whispered Shiori. "How did you find this place?!" Shin'ai yelled at Freya. She smiled holding up the piece of paper. Written on the outside it said. "It all ends here." "That damned witch!" yelled Shin'ai running toward Freya about to slash her with his long black claws. With one swing of her sword she cut his hand off. "Think again." she said as his hand fell to the floor with blood oozing out. A river of it coming out of his wrist. "Damn you!" he said attacking her again. He grabbed a golem that was near by and transformed it into a weapon of his own. The clashing of blades hitting each other rang through out the whole house. Fire shot up from the floor slowly melting the chains. Shin'ai longed at her at full speed and cut her shoulder. It would have been her head if she hadn't dodged. A thin slice on her shoulder and a huge gash for him. He was losing energy fast do to losing his blood. His movements slowed down just enough so she could pin him to the wall with her sword. Stabbing him through the shoulder she said. "Tell me what you Cherish most.....give me the pleasure of taking it away." He smiled then took a swing at her with his sword. She caught the blade with her free hand. It hurt her yes but it was better then losing her arm. "The thing I Cherish most is---" he paused. then said "Watching you die!' his blade then caught on fire and burned her hand. Then before she could get away from it he poisoned the flame. With poison running through her veins making everything a little blurry she backed away. The arm without a hand then started to glow. The hand on the floor now shriveled disappeared and a new hand took it's place on his wrist. All the blood on the floor began to float in little drops around the room. They began to glow it was something like red fire flies. Then Shin'ai absorbed them all making him stronger and up to full power. With each drop of blood Shiori and Freya lost it made Shin'ai even stronger. Freya stumbled backwards and hit the other wall. She could barely stand. With her down like this Shin'ai slashed her across her face. The cut went from her right eye all the way down to her left check. He laughed with happiness.....or shall i say evil delight. "Yes keep it up the more power the better!" He truly is mad but in which way do you think? Freya got up a little shaky at first but she was still alive. She had to remember of course it was she who is losing her energy now....one wrong move and she's done for. As her bloody tear ran down her face she found the strength to attack once more. The power hungry Shin'ai had to fall. Their blades clashed giving off a loud ring. The blades whistling through the air the crackling of the fire and the sizzling of the flames was music to Shin'ai's ears. Oh yes let's not forget the screaming. She earned herself many more cuts and slashes. She fell to the ground and coughed up blood. The poison was killing her from the inside out. He slashed the tendons in her right arm and hand making her drop the sword. then he shoved the sword through her chest and slung her across the room. She hit the wall with a crashing thud bringing the chains and Shiori down with her. Some of the melted chain landed in her back and started to sizzle. Barely alive she lay on the floor. She was facing Shiori. "Immoto-San I'm sorry I didn't mean---" Her sentence cut short do to pain. "It's okay One-Chan this is destiny. We have to finish this. It's what Yume wants....your twin." Shiori said "That's right Yume and Tsuki neko are one." Said Freya. Tsuki neko or Yume then took over Shiori again. "From the white winds of heaven to the crimson flames of hell. I call upon thee, the powers of yin and yang. Come my angels come hither. Fly down to your new master giving me your Devinne light. Demons walk this earth again feed my soul the power of hatred and sorrow. I call upon the great divide gather yourself in me manifest your power in my in this unworthy body forbidden fate's final fantasy." uttered Yume. "Ha you're so weak your spell has no effect bitch!" Shin'ai said laughing maniacally. "Now to depose of you!" he said looking at Freya with a psychotic look on his face. "I shall make you become your deadly sin!" He yelled with satisfaction. He then picked her up by her hair and shoved a large red stone in the wound he made there before. "Become what's inside. Become hate, anger,wrath. Become your inner demon!" Freya's body absorbed the stone. Her wounds began to heal her body changing form. She started twitching and fell to the floor screaming. She screamed for what seemed like an eternity. She screamed so loud you could hear it outside the house. So loud it woke the dead. She screamed so loud that little children ran ti their mothers for comfort. It wasn't the scream of a girl with a broken dying heart it was the screeching terror of something that was once human. A creature that was cast out by life itself. A creature that was never meant to be. The screaming subsided and she lay there on the floor motionless. Tsuki neko slowly turned to see Shin'ai die for her spell did work....but she would die as well. She saw him being ripped to shreds being devoured by his own inner demons. She then turned her head to Freya. "One-Chan." She whispered. "A fallen angel's wings are always broken until they move forward with their own feet can they ever fly again. I have but one wing left so I couldn't fly even if it wasn't broken but that's how I was born. You on the other hand can fly again if you remember that you've got a good, strong pair of legs. You better get up and use them. You have to believe that not with your mind but heart and soul can you truly mend your broken wing." She coughed up blood then finished. "It takes a lot to break ones wings but once they are broken it's impossible to repair unless you believe with what's inside. Remember that my dear sister." She said with her last breath of life. With the new body of the damned Freya cried. Her tears purified the hell on earth. She cried for what seemed like years then woke up on the grave of her two sisters. She then saw her own. She crawled over to Tsuki neko's and laid her head down on the cold stole. "Immoto-San." She whispered. She was an innocent seventeen year old girl now trapped in a fifteen year old body of her greatest sin Revenge. If her sister was to have a sin it would have been kindness. For her love of her older sister led to her demise. Revenge was cursed to watch over her fallen sister's graves forever. "I'm finally here for you Immoto-San. Finally here." the end ~sephiroths angel may you have good luck *disappears into the darkness*

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