Hakuoki : Tale Of Yuki

Prologue

-3rd person p.o.v-

Someday... surely, I will be free

Someday..

Someday...

Someday...

The wooden door creak opens, letting in a few ray of moonlight crept through it. A raven haired boy no older than 11, wearing a white ragged kimono stained by dirt and blood had no strength left, not even to looked up the person behind it. By instinct, he only tried huddling closer to the walls while covering his head, with his sore bruised hands. The shackles that bound both of his arms and legs make a slight noise as he did.

Please... let it be over sooner.

"Oi.. shitty brat, are you alive?"

It's Myojin... no, not again..

"Dammit, everyone was out drinking tonight and I'm stuck babysitting a some useless brat! Oi! Wake up!" The man give countless kick at the almost lifeless body.

The boy tried to respond but no words would come out. Only a raspy low squeak was heard, nothing close to speaking. His mouth was so dry and he couldn't even remember the last time he drank water.

"Hey! I'm talking to you! Answer me dammit!"

Unable to do anything, he only slowly moves his head and showed the middle age man a small smile in return. The man was fumed by fury, feeling taunted and had turned violent. It's like he was possessed. He start beating the boy mercilessly kicking, punching and cursing at him as he did so.

When he's done, the raven haired boy were laying in his own pool of blood, oozing down from his broken nose and forehead. His breathing sound restrained and difficult. His body, everywhere else were bruised and feeling sore. He knew there's a few broken ribs, even his arm were bending in an odd angle.

"Tch! Just rot and die already!" The man spat at him and leave through the door.

Time were mercilessly passed by, starting a new type of torturing. The boy groaned in pain as his broken bone started to grew back in place. The wound all over his body started to burn and heal itself. The pain was so unbearable he started to see black spots and after that, everything went black.

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A long time had passed, the boy was barely conscious when he heard sudden noises of shouting and screaming from outside. There's also some sound of metal clashing followed by some footsteps just behind the door of his containment.

"Chizuru, go hide first. Then we'll go back to report to Cap!" A stern voice says.

"Y-yes!"

Suddenly, entered a brown haired person tied as ponytail, wearing a reddish pink kimono tucked with grey hamaka from the door in front of him. The boy feeling a bit groggy, managed to sit up straight trying to recognize the stranger. It seems like the person is completely unaware of his presence.

"Who... are you?" He managed to croaked out.

"Ah!" She yelped finally realized his presence. Her eyes grew wide seeing what's before her. The boy struggling to stands up a bit then walking over to her although the shackles cause his movement to be a bit sloppy and hard, he still wished to see the person.

"Are you in trouble?" He questioned with a small smile and a bit of sympathy.

"I.. we're just having trouble because the enemy had outnumbered us. Everyone is fighting out there..."

He smiled a bit more. "R..eally? Then you must go back to your friends.."

His vision is blurred. He slumped to the ground, getting harder to breath. Pain is once again gaining control of his body and he's about to losing consciousness. The last thing he saw is the girl warm hands reaching out for him.

"p..lease don't be captured.." he muttered to her.