Amaya's Beginning

The Long Road Ahead

My heart is cold, like ice as I walk through the forest. The darkness of the night hiding my lust for death as my deadly red eyes dart around, looking for the scent of the demon that filled my nostrils causing my eyes to burn for the blood to be spilt. My long white hair flows past my eyes cutting off my vision for only a second, but in that very second I find myself pinned to the soft soil of the forest floor, as a creature who must have thought this area their territory felt threatened and decided to remove me. They must have sensed the danger my very form shows. My piercing eyes bore straight into that of the creatures, his green hues with a light blend of silver rimmed around the irises, his eyes a deep pool of green that promised death to any that challenged him. Too bad for him he will never feel the rush and joy of killing another after this dark and silent night. My clothing fit tight against my skin, flowing with every movement giving me the ultimate flexability. The fabric a grey, cotton like texture that clings to my pale skin as the pressure of the creature feels like nothing to the strength that rips through my muscles, i lift the creature off of me and hear it slam with a snap of a twig beneath his body as he lands heavily on the ground. My heart stutter for a moment as i get to my feet in a hurry, my tail thrashing around in agitation. "You lowly creature! You think you can remove me so easily, try it!" i pull out my bow, wrapped in black vines that radiates the darkest of energy and pull an arrow from the quiver, the arrow not straight but warped into a curve. I pull the arrow back aimed just left of the creature and in one swift movement I release it sending the arrow flying in what seemed like a miss but I watched with a smirk as the confident creature shrieked in agony as the energy was transferred into the arrow, now seeping into the wound on the creatures shoulder from the arrow that hit exactly where I wanted. My laugh is dark and sadistic "oh how i love the sound of another in pain" I smile at the creature that is now trembling on his knees fighting to stay conscious before his pending demise....

A loud roar interrupts my laughter as Miyuki appears on a thick branch five feet behind me, her white fur ruffling in the slight breeze and her tail swaying over the branch *and what do you think you might be doing Miss Amaya?* The gentle voice in her head ends with the rolling of my eyes "I am killing this damned dirty creature that thought it could try to kill me, its a wasted thought of course but this thing deserves no better" I snarl at her, my piercing red eyes not leaving the crumbled form of the creature, its muscles which rolled and rippled were now sagged and its dark orange skin fading into a light grey as his own energy seeps back into the arrow making the tip glow the deep orange that was the creatures life force as it clings to the small spark. I approach it, gripping one of the horns that curled towards the back of its head and lift its almost lifeless body off the ground only gaining yet another roar from Miyuki then responding with an irritated snarl *Why cant i kill this pathetic and weak creature!* I snap back into Miyuki's mind, my anger growing with the idea of having to listen to someone besides myself. *This creature, it has only been defending its territory, its home, ending the life of this one will not make your life easier nor will it make you happ-* Miyuki is cut off by a deep chuckle from the creature as it watches my eyes that look like I am in deep concentration and jabs its fist into the core of my stomach causing me to release it as the creature once again crumbled to the forest floor. "Do not think this tiny speck of fight left in you is enough to impress me, you are a weak creature who will get killed whether it be by me or another that enters this forest, what you fight for is a waste since a being such as you can not defend it" a small smirk crosses my lips again as they pull back slightly, revealing a few incredibly sharp teeth. "stand and we will see just how weak you really are, if you do not then i shall spill your blood where you lay defeated."

The creature looks into my eyes, that hold nothing but truth giving it the strength to raise to its feet only to feel a searing pain as the arrow is ripped from its shoulder taking the last of its strength, the last thing its hears is my dark and sinister laugh and the excruciating pain as a jagged blade rips its skin apart, its eyes looking over my face as blood, its own blood a deep red pours down my face, dripped down my lip as my long black tongue trails over it tasting the last bit of life force it had and smile. Its final thought was that it was killed by a dark angel that wished to take him to a better place.