Sunday, November 28, 2004

   A Whim
Bored, waiting for Cowboy Bebop to come on, so I've decided to make you all suffer with a little whim. Just anything that pops in my head.

~Drip, drip, drip~
Her eyes fluttered open. She sat up slowly, her eyes she could hardly keep open. She blinked a few times, the sound of dripping becoming hypnotic and pulling her under the spell of sleep again.

With a yawn she pushed a few strands of her light brown hair behind her ear. She forced her legs to swing out over her bed and stood up.

She took a few shaking steps and nearly fell over. The room spinning, her head light from the little sleep she had gotten.

"What am I doing up?" She muttered.

~Drip, drip, drip.~

"Might as well turn the water off while I'm up." Shuffling her feet on the carpet as she made her way to the bathroom, she just couldn't shake this feeling she had. "I'm up for some reason." She reached the batthroom and started to look for what was causing the driping.

The more she woke up the more the feeling of dread crept it's way up her back. She tried to ignore it. She reached for the sink's fauset and felt it. It was dry. Moving on to the shower she was surprised to find that dry as well.

"Maybe it's the kitchen sink?" She made her way to the kitchen. She shut her eyes, it was too dark to see. She could hear the dripping getting louder. She didn't need her eyes anyway, she knew her house by heart. That's why if gave her such a scare to bump into something.

She took a step back and opened her eyes. It was a person. "Sara?" She asked calling her sister's name. She was slump against the counter. "Sara." She called again as she reached for the light switch.

~Drip, drip, drip~ *flick*

The light came on and she blinked a few times, shutting her eyes tight. After a few minutes she opened her eyes, squinting against the light.

~drip, drip, drip.~

Her eyes went wide. A scream stuck in her throat. Her sister was limp, her throat slashed open. Blood dripping to the floor. "SARA!" She yelled.

"Kiichi." A male voice hissed behind her.

She spun around and faced a tall man. He had cold, black eyes and long blond hair flowing around his shoulders. "Who! Who are you!"

"You thought you would escape me this way Kiichi? You be-little me!" He spat angerly.

"Why! Why are you here? I'm not this Kiichi! What have you done to my sister!" She was angry and yet, excited.

"Don't pretend you don't like it. The smell of blood. Taste it. Taste it once more."

"What, what are you talking about?" She was scared and yet she felt her tounge yearning for the blood.

"You discrase yourself Kiichi. I want you to fight me once more."

"I'm NOT Kiichi!"

"You're eyes are yellow. Only Kiichi would have yellow eyes. How many other humans have you seen with yellow eyes." The man taunted.

"Go, go away!"

"I want to fight and kill you. But not like this, your pathtic."

"Leave me alone!" She charged at him.

He laughed at her attempt. "You cannot hurt me in the state you are in now."

She didn't let that stop her. She charged and swung a punch for the man's face. The man saw it coming and easily doged, but that hadn't been her main attack. Her foot came flying up and she stuck the man in the face.

He fell back startled a moment then began to laugh. "So, you haven't forgetten everything." He laughed again. "Remember Kiichi, remember who you are. Shed this life you call Katie. Leave and return to your old self. Once you do I shall be the one to kill you." He vanished right before her eyes.

Katie panicked and ran to her sister. "Sara? Oh, Sara. Please answer me!" There was no help for her sister, she was dead. Tears welling in her eyes Katie looked down at the dripping blood. She reached down and dipped her fingers in it.

She brought it to her face. She moved her fingers closer to her mouth, closer and closer. Her tounge reached out and tasted the blood.

Suddenly a chill ran through her body. It didn't feel right. This body did not feel right. "This is not me." She hissed, her voice low. Something just felt wrong inside her.

~RING!!!~

Katie snapped awake. Her alarm going off. She sat up in bed. "What, what, was that really a dream?"

~drip, drip, drip.~

Fear rising in her she jumped out of her bed. She ran out into the hall as the bathroom door was thrown open. "Hey Katie." Sara said dully stepping from the steaming room, water dripping off her. "Bathroom is free."
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