Cars screech by as people busy themselves with shopping and lazy activities. Families go by shopping for gifts, lovers walk together in their joyous times, and business men run home to be with their families. The buildings are a strech of red and green lights, with the occasional yellowy gleem of headlights or lights inside buildings. As the snow begins to fall it leaves a gentle loveliness always found with the time of year. So jolly and cheerful for most.

But she can't help but feel betrayed by the beauty. All this gorgiousness isn't for her. She has no one to celebrate with. Her family gone, and friends with their families. She has no boyfriend since he cheated and left her. She has no reason for the season, as it were.

She sighes to herself, pulling her jacket tighter around her. Her breath shows before her as she makes her way back toward her apartment. She had nothing special planned as the businesses closed for the celebrations. Perhaps she would go home, have a shower, drink so coco, and go to bed. Merry Christmas, indeed. For once couldn't things go her way? Could she be happy and have her life just be her own again.

The black haired girl shivered, than sneezed.

"Damn it, now I'm getting sick," she groaned cursing her luck.

Suddenly something caught her eye. Car thrown like pillows as the thing crashed through them. That was all she could call the hulking grotesque beast, a thing. Police officers fired upon it but it did no good. Men and women screamed alike as the explosions grew in its wake. She couldn't move, even as the people around her ran for their lifes, or lost them. Just as the beast came, something caught her attention. A glimmer of light reflecting off a cold metal blade. She stared on as a being no taller than her burst from the flames and swung the blade, slicing through the beast's flesh. The being lept over the beast as it swung its claw, tearing through a building like butter. The being turned in midair and swung one final time, cleving the beast's head in two. She was alone as the beast slumped down, beheaded. Being turned away from her, its job done. Just as the being began to leave, the beast's arm came rushing for it. In a split second, no more than a blink, the being had kicked an offiecer's gun into the air, caught it, and fired, hitting a nearby car. The following was a blur of crimson and yellow as the flames over took the beast. It's last sound was a gurgled screech of pain, than silence.

She watched on as the being came through the fire, it seeming to part just for the person. As she stared, the new Christmas lights cast a glow on the person bringing them from the shadows. It was a woman, a beautiful woman with a sword in her left hand and blood staining her torn clothes. Her golden lockes glew on their own, with as if with no aid from the fire. Her crimson eyes burned into her as the woman walks towards her. It was like watching a beautiful angel rise from the depths of hell. Just as she grew entranced by this faux-angel, the woman dropped to the ground.

She felt her legs move on their own. Before she knew it she stood before the angel. Her eyes looked over the woman as the snow grew harder. Even above the sounds of the police sirens, she could hear a soft sound coming from the woman. This swordswoman, who had just slain such a terrible beast was snoring....



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And to answer any questions about why I'm putting up these works in my journal it is simple. I need results and if I put up a journal it is more likely to get views than a deviation. That said, I want results, please! I'm putting these up, this one and the last - and perhaps more - to see which story has the greater results. The last one sucked so I went in another direction this time. So help me! Does this interest anybody? Or is this one shit as well?

Sorry, I forgot to explain in the last one.

And if any wish to know the girl that viewed the battle isn't entirely straight, she'd be bi in fact. I can't write a story strickly about straight characters, sorry. It's a stretch for me to have one be at least interested in men and be the main character. I'm not bashing, just explaining a fault in my creative process. I only know what I know, and can only guess or imagine so far. Like all my works this will have romance between two women, so that's a heads up.

This one will also be unlike most of the ones before it. It will be action pact, mild romance, monster-bashing, guns firing, swords slashing, and all around Western meets Samurai movie meets collection of monster movies meets (insert movie involving homosexual romance). That's the idea. If it sounds somewhat good, tell me. Hell, I will take any critism, unless I've told that person I don't care before. And I'm certain there's only one, so help me!

- heart - Rae

ZEKKOU!*

A girl sits low, with her black hair covering her face like dark curtains ending a sad show. Her dark green eyes stare on at nothing as it never responds to her needs. Her skin is pale and her body is weak. Her heart is torn and her mind is wrecked. Her clothes are tattered and dirty: a baggy black shirt under an old overcoat, jeans worn with age, and a black woolcap upon her head.

"This world is trash," she whispers staring at a pool of water forming in the curb. Bright car lights flash by her eyes but she doesn't see them. "We all deserve to die."

'Get over yourself, you emo-fuck! Goddamn, you're so whiny!

"Shut up," she whispers holding her head with her dirty hands. "Stay away from me!"

People pass her by not understanding her word, looks, or needs...Or lack of them. She stumbles to her feet, walking tried and weary in the night.

She never loved you. You were a stupid shit to believe she would.

"Why do you ignore my words? Shut up!"

Who would love a worthless excuse of a bastard as you?

"I can't take it!" Her words screamed out into the night. "Ginny!"

Sudden:

A car horn blowing.

A flash of light coming at her fast.

A blink.

A crash.

A smile.

A silence.

Banshou issai kaijin to nasse.*

Light blinds brightly as two eyes flutter open. Rain falls heavily upon the body as people crowd around. A girl stands upon with no help from another person. A smile spreads across her hardened face. The girl stumbles for a moment. Hard to move in such a pained state. But pain could be handled. No, there was no time to wait. She had things to tend to.

" These are desperate times, and desperate measures are called for ," she said in a singsong manner....


Japanese:
*Zekkou = Bite
*Banshou issai kaijin to nasse = Ashes to ashes, dust to dust

Everything has gone on better now and I'll add probably more small writings soon - like poems, songs, short tells, one-shorts, etc. - because my scanner isnt working anymore. So yeah.

As for my life. All has gone on way better than I'd ever hope. My fear has died, my joy still grows, and my creativity has begun to peek. I'm not sure what this'll mean in the long run but things are weird lately. Not bad, not good, just weird.


"In the chim of a bell I created my world - In the blink of an eye I give it life - In the drop of a ball I end the world. And this is how it grows and dies. All at the breath from my lips." - Me


And to show my confusion at this happenings -

Across the Universe by the Beatles

Words are flowing out like endless rain into a paper cup,
They slither wildly as they slip away across the universe
Pools of sorrow, waves of joy are drifting through my opened mind,
Possessing and caressing me.
Jai guru deva om
Nothing's gonna change my world,
Nothing's gonna change my world.
Nothing's gonna change my world.
Nothing's gonna change my world.

Images of broken light which dance before me like a million eyes,
They call me on and on across the universe,
Thoughts meander like a restless wind inside a letter box
They tumble blindly as they make their way
Across the universe
Jai guru deva om
Nothing's gonna change my world,
Nothing's gonna change my world.
Nothing's gonna change my world.
Nothing's gonna change my world.

Sounds of laughter shades of earth are ringing
Through my opened views inciting and inviting me
Limitless undying Love which shines around me like a
million suns, It calls me on and on
Across the universe
Jai guru deva om
Nothing's gonna change my world,
Nothing's gonna change my world.
Nothing's gonna change my world.
Nothing's gonna change my world.

Jai guru deva
Jai guru deva
Jai guru deva
Jai guru deva

I know I've been a pain in the ass as of the last few days but for some reason I'm scared. I'm beginning to understand why but that's personal. I'm an ass for what I've done to those I care about. I can't help but feel like a traitor to those friends I care about, and I don't know why they should take me back. I don't like to be one of those girls but forgive me, everyone. I'm still a child in heart and soul.

And as they say (or sing)


The Show Must Go On - Queen

Empty spaces - what are we living for?

Empty spaces - what are we living for?
Abandoned places - I guess we know the score..
On and on!
Does anybody know what we are looking for?

Another hero - another mindless crime.
Behind the curtain, in the pantomime.
Hold the line!
Does anybody want to take it anymore?
The Show must go on!
The Show must go on!
Inside my heart is breaking,
My make-up may be flaking,
But my smile, still, stays on!

Whatever happens, I'll leave it all to chance.
Another heartache - another failed romance.
On and on!
Does anybody know what we are living for?
I guess i'm learning
I must be warmer now..
I'll soon be turning round the corner now.
Outside the dawn is breaking,
But inside in the dark I'm aching to be free!

The Show must go on!
The Show must go on! Yeah!
Ooh! Inside my heart is breaking!
My make-up may be flaking!
But my smile, still, stays on!
Yeah! oh oh oh

My soul is painted like the wings of butterflies,
Fairy tales of yesterday, will grow but never die,
I can fly, my friends!

The Show must go on! Yeah!
The Show must go on!
I'll face it with a grin!
I'm never giving in!
On with the show!

I'll top the bill!
I'll overkill!
I have to find the will to carry on!
On with the,
On with the show!

*In a dark room a lone computer sits upon a table in an empty black room. Upon the screen shows a small scene of Raven Crane sitting on the corner of a raining street.*

Raven: It's going to be lonely.

*Walking up behind her is Ophelia, her wife, holding an umbrella up above her.*

Raven: It is almost time for our farewell.

*She looks up, rain dripping from her hair as she smiles with hurt soft eyes.*

Raven: You'll understand soon.

*She lowers her head as Ophelia holds the umbrella over her. Raven doubles over - no more words uttered- and falls suddenly into a large puddle of water on the road, as the church bells rang. Ophelia sits down next to her and holds her up as Raven's eyes close slowly staring at her, but not seeing her. The screen becomes fuzzy, then the picture turns black showing nothing but simple words.*


Transmission...00:00:00:03
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Transmission...R is dead.

*Screen goes black and turns off by self.*

Fin