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Vitals

Birthday
• 1992-06-13
Gender
• Female
Location
• I am where I am. Where that is, is none of your concern. Thank you.
Member Since
• 2006-08-29
Occupation
• Philosopher of sorts.
Real Name
• Raine Sage if u may so kindly call me.

Personal

Achievements
• Achievements acknowledged by others countless, yet meaningless. Achievements my most cherished and I acknowledge are few, yet meaningful.
Anime Fan Since
• Who knows when I began.
Favorite Anime
• Loveless, Inuyasha, DNAngel, FLCL, Tsubasa, xxxHolic, Kamichama Karin, Chrono Crusade, Fullmetal Alchemist, Cardcaptor Sakura, etc.
Goals
• To become a doctor and to live my life fully, get married, have at least one child, and die in a honourable way rather than death by cowardice. Probably while protecting someone.
Hobbies
• play guitar, paint, draw, write, listen
Talents
• painting, drawing, writing stories, poetry, play guitar, and to listen

myOtaku.com: TearlessGreyEyes

Monday, October 30, 2006

WOOKIESWOO!!!

Sup ya'll! My day is crappy as ever! But I am just so happy to get back on! Couldn't get to all of ur sites cuz I was basically haveing a mental breakdown at home. My parents are driving me to insanity. If I don't get out now I may end up in an asylum and you all will never hear from me again. Well on to more delighting matters. I decided to just blow off my editor's corrections and just SCREW IT! I don't need this. Its just fine. So the latest installment to my story..... well actually I already finished it last week but its too long to actually post ALL of it. So this is basically it. Keep in mind that u may cry. I don't kno. But my editor, her mom, her grandma, and myself started crying when I wrote this. sad huh? and also. I need help. Could any of u tell me if the word "writhing" is a real word. My editor keeps telling me its not. ^_^ Happy reading. So introducing.......

Never Stop Loving You (part 4..... i think....)

It’s been two months since that night of the demon. Every night it happens now. It leaves me so weak afterwards, Elliot has to carry me on our journey. Sometimes it gets so bad that I can’t even move. But most of the time, I’m just tired and need occasional breaks.

Today, Elliot is carrying me. I feel bad for worrying him, but I can’t help the demon in me.

“Yumi, are you all right back there?” he asked.

“I’m fine. Thanks, Brother,” I mumbled as I laid my head on his back.

Mimori walked now that I couldn’t carry her. She doesn’t complain, but I still feel bad.

The day went that way.

When night came, the demon came. But this time, it was stronger. My brother and sister could tell it hurt more. Instead of it’s normal strength, it felt as if the demon’s strength doubled. I screamed in pain as Elliot came to my side. He embraced me like he always did, and Mimori followed in suit. But I could feel I was going to lose. I pushed them away, and I ran as far as I could.

I could hear their shouts calling me back. But I couldn’t go back. I collapsed on the ground. It was happening. The demon was taking over. The next thing I knew was darkness. The demon didn’t kill me, but rather imprisoned me in my own body. The demon had control of my body now. Unfortunately, I could see what it saw.

The demon walked back to Elliot and Mimori. When it arrived back to them, Elliot knew something was different. He immediately shielded Mimori, but he didn’t arm himself. This is what I feared. He always carried a dagger on his person, but I knew he would be too foolish not to use it against me even if it were the demon.

Inside, I was screaming, crying. I kept yelling to them to run away, but they couldn’t hear me. I never cried so hard as I did then.

The next thing I knew, the demon smirked. Kanna, the demon, grabbed Elliot by the throat. Mimori was yelling. She hit the demon, but only got kicked to the side. She hit her head on the tree behind her and she was out cold. Kanna focused on Elliot. The demon dug it’s claws into his throat. Fresh blood began to pour as Elliot gasped for breath. The demon readied its claws on the other hand. Demonic power surged through it as it pierced Elliot’s stomach and resurfaced through his back. In horrid disbelief, I watched. The demon unsheathed its claw from his stomach and dropped Elliot on the ground. The demon’s spirit submerged back inside my body, and I had full control. I knelt beside Elliot. Tears cascaded down my face as I looked at his wound.

“Elliot. I’m sorry,” I said between sobs.

He raised a feeble hand, and I immediately took it. “No I’m sorry. For not protecting you.” I could see with every passing moment he grew paler. There was nothing I could do. I held his hand close to me. I don’t remember ever crying so hard in my entire life, but as I felt Elliot’s warmth grow cold, his body go limp, and his eyes becoming blank, I cried more.

Mimori came back to consciousness. She looked at me and then Elliot’s corpse. Tears fell down her face.

“Are you my sister?” She asked.

I nodded, afraid to speak.

She immediately flung herself on me and buried her face in my shirt. We cried together, for the loss of our dear beloved brother.

I pulled her away so I could look at her face. I put my hand on her head like I used to when she was smaller. She looked at me in confusion.

“Sister, what happened? Why did this happen?” she asked.

In a low voice, “I’m sorry, Mimori. I wasn’t strong enough to fight the demon.” Fresh tears fell down my face again.

Mimori reached up and delicately wiped my tears, “Don’t be sorry. It was Kanna. Not you. I could see, that inside you were crying. I was, too. I was crying for you.”

Neither of us slept that night. When dawn came, I dug a deep enough hole and we buried Elliot. We buried him beneath a tree in which I carved our family sign into. I would never forget this place, nor that night he died.

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