Bloody Moon

Prologue

   "L-luna," A frightened boy with black hair stammered. "Why? Y-you wouldn't kill me, r-right?"

A beautiful girl with knee-length silvery hair and purple eyes smiled sadly, her face eerie in the moonlight. In her palm was a small, yet lethal knife. She pinned the boy against the rough concrete wall as he groaned in pain.

"Master's orders, sorry" she whispered into his ear. "You can join our side if you wish to survive. Or, I could stab you right now and leave you here to burn."

"You were my best friend, Luna! How could you? After all these years? It's not because of your dad, right?" He trembled violently and continued stammering. "Your dad isn't the master, r-right? You would never l-listen to him, right? What about Spirit Night-"

Suddenly, the wall collapsed into sharp, black dust, blood trickling from his feet as he stumbled over the remains of the charred wall. He stared at her, horror written over his face.

"Dark m-magic?"

"My master is quite skilled in the dark arts," Luna replied. "And Spirit Night? That crap?" She laughed. "What a bunch of fools. They should really learn."

The boy opened his mouth to reply, then gasped and looked at his stomach, where his ripped shirt started to soak through with a deep red. In Luna's hand was the same knife, now completely covered in blood. As every breath got heavier and heavier, the knife seemed to clean itself of its own accord. As the last drop faded, the knife glowed bright in the red moonlight. Luna smiled sadly.

"I was hoping I could spare you by welcoming you to our side. But it seems you're not the right fit Maki," She turned around and draped her scarf over her shoulder. "Goodbye Maki. Thank you for the memories you gave me. You were the best friend I ever had, and I hope your soul rests peacefully." Maki watched as she dissolved into the red moonlight.

"She was right," croaked Maki. He tumbled sideways as he passed out from the lack of blood.