Honzo, Kyillia

[Kopikatsu]

(I'll add her stats (Appearance and stuff) later)

History: Kyillia was extremely intelligent but very realistic, she never believed in the supernatural. She graduated from high school at seven and collage at ten. She lived a relatively normal life after school until...

Kyillia was walking home from the dojo where she had been taking Kendo lessons at for the past three years when she decided she was hungry and stopped to get something to eat, she found a vending machine and fed it a dollar and inputted the selection to get a red bean bun and kneeled to grab it when a man of twenty so walked up from behind and slammed his arm next to her head as she started to stand and she turned to face him, his face was unshaven and his mouth was curled in a snide, dominate grin. He raised an eyebrow and smiled, she winced at the pungent odor of alcohol on his breath and his yellowed teeth as he spoke, each word sending another puff of his warm, putrid to her face. "Hey, good lookin', hows about you and me have a good time..." she gave him a hard stare and tried to move around him but he slammed her against the machine with his free hand and grabbed the front of her shirt, trying to tear it open. "You bitch! Think you're too good fo-omph!" he grunted as she elbowed him in the underarm, striking a nerve cluster and spun through, sending him crashing to the pavement and ran off as he struggled and gave chase, yelling at her all the things he'd do to her if he caught her. "Fat chance..." she muttered and turned into an alley, hoping to lose him and turned just for a moment before he crashed into her, sending them tumbling to the ground and they wrestled until he was on top of her and holding her hands above her head with one hand and unbuttoning his pants with the other. "This is your punishment, you stuck up bitch!" he yelled and leaned in over her. She closed her eyes and held them shut until she felt something warm and sticky spill on her face and enter her mouth and she coughed, unable to breathe and noticed a coppery taste, opened her eyes, and screamed.


Kyillia saw the lower half of the mans body still on top of her, but that was all she saw of him and shoved it off her, rolling over and vomited. She brought her hand to her mouth and coughed again and pulled her hand away and saw it covered with blood. "That was...his blood..." she fought back the urge to vomit again and looked behind her, her jaw dropping in disbelief as a huge masked monster loomed over her, blood and organs spilling from a small gap in its teeth where a tooth had been knocked out and she pulled herself away from it as it drew closer and she tried to stand but slipped and fell in the now widening pool of blood and looked up in shock, her mind racing. "Can't be real, can't be real, can't be real, it's fake, not real, oh god..." she tried again to stand but couldn't move and looked down only to see a swirling pool of darkness covering her feet, stopping her from moving and looked to see it was connected to the monster by its shadow. She willed herself to move with her entire being, trying to force herself up as its fingers closed around her and blackness engulfed her world.


She opened her eyes slowly and felt the wind whistling in her ears for what seemed like hours but must have been less than a second, the adrenaline coursing through her veins was ebbing away and she felt at peace. "Am...Am I dead?" she wondered absently until she heard a blood-chilling roar and looked behind her and saw the monster six stories below her. "What...?" she wondered, in shock and realized she was hovering in mid-air...no, falling. She realized she wouldn't survive a fall from this height and saw the monster open its jaws directly beneath her. "No!" she screamed and shut her eyes, awaiting her death, when she opened them again she was across the street and the monster forty y yards in front of her, looking around confused. "I...teleported?" she shook her head, that was impossible, this was a dream, nothing more. She smiled, she was in control again, she could bind her dreams to her will. She put her hand out and yelled, "Back, ye demon!" and watched as solid beams appeared out of nothingness and slammed into its arms and legs, pinning it to the ground. She enjoyed these dreams, where she had superpowers an-her train of thought was cut off as pain lanced through her body and she looked down, seeing a massive gash on her chest and fell to one knee, her eyes watering in pain and gasping uncontrollably. "P-Pain...? I-Impossible..." she looked up to see the monster was free and now it had black tendrils extending from its back, one caked in blood...her blood.

(To be continued.)

[renny1]

this was failure

[renny1]

Im to mad and sad that I deon't know why i reaad it