Layla kage is a young girl who's parents died when she was little. actually, they were killed. who is the culprit you ask? Well, it was the dangerous ninja clan know as the dokugan ryu. this clan was an enemy of her parents, and after they were kill...
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Uh... Something like that... Onwiththestorynow. I apologize in advance for spelling errors. I ask you to point them out to me.
"Mikey? Y-your name is Mikey, right?" I asked him.
The boy nodded.
"Yesssss..." As he whispered this sentence the purple acid slowly maneuvered away from the team and back towards the boy. As it got closer to him, the liquid would start swirling around itself, faster and faster as it got nearer to the boy. By the time it reached Mikey, it was a fast moving vortex that drained itself back into his eye. It wasn't long before there wasn't even a trace left of the substance.
I shuddered. If that didn't scream "creepy", I don't know what would.
"Okay then..." Robin drawled, "Anyway, it's settled, we'll help- errr, save you. But from what exactly? What are you so afraid of?" Robin asked.
Mikey seemed to think for a minute, then hummed to himself. The tune of the song was beautiful. I didn't recognize the song, I don't think I've ever heard it in my life, but suddenly, it seems familiar... I feel almost as if I've always known it.
The humming became louder, not from the boy, but within my head. My mind played the tune in sync with Mike. The tune of the humming from Mikey seemed to slowly shift into a more feminine tone, and it soon sprouted words. I was able to make out the song.
"Don't you dare look out your window, Darlin' everything's on fire. The war outside our door keeps raging on. Hold onto this lullaby, Even when the music's gone,"
The singing became louder and more clear as it continued, as if a person were singing it right next to me, words and all. But this is all in my mind, right? How do I know these words?
The world around me spun and danced, before going completely dark.
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"Just close your eyes, The sun is going down. You'll be alright, No one can hurt you now. Come morning light, You and I'll be safe and sound."
My eyes shot open and I sat up with a gasp.
"Oh, good morning Dear, I'm sorry to wake you, but you were having a nightmare. I figured I'd be best to wake you with something familiar." I looked up at a young woman. She has tanned, white skin, brown hair, and blue eyes. She was probably in her early thirties.
"Thank you, Mommy, but can I go back to sleep? I'm still really tired." This time it was the voice of a boy. Nobody else was in the room, though. Did it come from me? It felt like it did... But I didn't say anything. What's going on?
