The Whistler

The Enchantress

Kyoto, Japan.
Ki Mansion.
The sound of clicking on the keyboard is echoing around the room like its some dark cave.
*click*
*click*
*click*
The room is filled with nothing. The walls are white, there is a bed next to the window in the corner, and a door. On the bed sits a girl. The computer screen reads '大暴れの"口笛鬼"。 京都郊外の未知のヤクザ一族を殺す'
*"The Whistling Oni" on rampage. Kills unknown Yazuka Clan on outskirts of Kyoto.*
The girl behind the computer screen stands and begins walking around the bare room she resides.
"Taka. It has to be him. He mustve found his family..." She mumbles. She continues to pace, obviously thinking hard about something, though its unknown. All the sudden her computer screen begins glitching out and weird hieroglyphics she doesnt understand pop up on the screen.
"This stupid thing!" She yells as she throws it off the bed. The screen is facing against the white wall, projecting a green light onto it.
"I just want to be with Taka! Why cant i be!!" She screams as she drops against the wall under the window. The door flies open, and a figure is standing on the outside of it. The figure moves into the door and the door slowly shuts. The figure is taller than the girl, and has a black cloak that covers its entire body. Plus a hood that conceals its face.
"Because-" the figure starts. Its a womans voice, old and distorted.
"Taka Tatsuya is dead. Nobody with that name lives in this world as a human." She continues. She stays right in front of the door. Not moving an inch. The girl is stunned, but not scared from the seems of it. She just sits under the window, just blankly staring.
"As a human..." The girl starts. She stands and walks up to the figure, which doesnt move.
"So he isnt human anymore? Than i dont want to be either! Let me be with Taka!" She stands face to hood with the figure. The figure stands a few inches taller than her.
"You wish to lose your humanity all for lust and desire?" The figure says.
"I wish to lose it for destiny, and my love." The girl smiles, a tear falling from her eye.
"It is lust you such strongly crave after. Those memories of him you once had are all that are pushing you to this goal. Your ideas are fogged by the want of his touch, and sound of his voice." The figure moves towards the window, but doesnt walk. More like, floats.
"Lose your humanity, and embrace the world you shall soon know as home. The world of Demons." The figure says, pointing her boney and rotting finger at the window.

The girl and the figure both stand outside the mansion, staring at the sight in front of them. There are upwards of 30 people standing around under the window of the girls room, and hanging from a sheet outside the window; is the girl.
"Im a- a demon now?" The girl asks.
"You, are a Hone-onna." The figure responds, then vanishes. Suddenly, the girls turns into a giant skeleton. The people around her still hanging body begin to panic once they see her. She gets enraged by them screaming and shouting, and sucks all of their lifeforce out of them. Causing them to become skeletons as well.

*three days later*

A bar in Tokyo, Japan.
The bar is filled with drunk, and sober people alike. At the front is a beautiful lady, black hair and a yellow sunflower dress. A man, whom is already starting to get drunk after a few drinks, walks over to her. He sits next to her and she looks at him.
"Hey, beautiful. Drinking alone?" He asks, taking another drink of Sake.
"No." She says, looking away.
"Dont be-" he hiccups, "like that, sweetheart." He puts his hand onto her exposed thigh and leans in closer.
"Let me buy you a drink?" He asks. She looks at him and smiles.
Hours go by of them drinking, laughing and touching one another. As he begins to realize he cant stand or really recall anything, he noticed he has had too much to drink. She leans in as he begins to fall out of the barstool, stopping him from falling and kisses his lips at the same time. He realizes what is happening and begins to enjoy it. He runs his hand down her neck, closer to her chest and breasts. Just before reaching his target, she begins to suck the life force right out of him. Once all of it is gone, all thats left is his skeleton. It collapses to the floor. She stands, and steps on it with her heels. The crunch was heard all around the bar. The music continues to play, but everyone just stares at her. She goes towards the door and before she can make it a man stops her.
"Oh no, little lady. That's murder." He looks at the skeleton then back at her, "i dont know how you did it, but you still did." He has his hand out in a stop motion in front of her. She grabs his hand, and twists it to the right to the point where his fingers are now pointing down. He screams and goes to fall. She pushes up on the arm as he is falling, breaking his arm completely. His arm is pointing up, and bone is sticking out of his armpit. She puts her foot up and puts a heel to his head and pushes. His head hits the ground and her heel goes through it. Splashing blood all over the door and her leg. Everyone begins to scream, some rush her. Panic is fully enveloped the room. One of the men that rushes her, has a gun. Right as he is about to take it out, she smiles and winks at him. He stops, and pulls out the gun. He puts on this huge smile and begins opening fire at the people charging her. Starting from the ones closest to her, to the farther ones. Blood is raining on the bar like snow on Christmas. Once everyone has scattered or is dead, the man turns the gun on himself. He goes to fire, but the *click* of the gun being empty echoes through the bar. He throws the gun down, gets on top of a barstool, and jumps down on a table with his mouth open. He lands with his mouth on the table and it breaks his jaw and goes through part of his face. Blood splatters all over the table and his body goes limp. The woman grabs the door handle and sees another woman cowering by the door.
"Wh-who-who are y-y-you?!" The cowering woman asks.
"Im The Enchantress." She smiles in return.