Sakura Dungeon Fanfic.

Chapter 1

I am a good friend of Yomi's, my name is Sam. I am about 6 feet tall, I have short black hair and mesmerizing purple eyes. I wear loose denim jeans and a white short-sleeved shirt. 

I woke up one day with a letter on my bedside table. 

"Dear Sam, I am ever so sorry to inform you about the death of Yomi..." It said in larger writing at the top of the paper. 

I rubbed my eyes to ensure I wasn't seeing things. It was true... She was dead... I walked out of my inn room to the main room. I grabbed a candle and burned the letter. (Fast forward several hundred years.) I stepped out of my inn room to find everyone gathered around the front door of the inn. I saw at the center of them was... No... It couldn't be... Yomi...? 

Everyone made way as I walked over. 

"Yomi!" I called out. 

"Sam! My little puppy it's good to see you. You have grown HUGE." Yomi said. 

"That's the thing. It's been hundreds of years." I replied. 

"Who's this?" the woman standing next to Yomi said. 

"Ceri, this is Sam," Yomi said. I pulled Yomi closer to me. 

"Nice to meet ya," I replied, wrapping an arm around Yomi's waist. 

Ceri looked directly into my eyes and seemed unable to look away. 

I clapped in front of Ceri's face. 

"What!?!" She replied, startled. 

"First thing you should know about me, don't look directly into my eyes, you will lose yourself in them, both literally and figuratively," I said calmly. 

"However if you study magic, you can create a spell that grants permanent immunity to such things, but only the best of the best can cast these spells. You can buy charms that protect from such things. They're very, very expensive last time I checked, though." I said. 

"Speaking of which, I just so happen to have one on me," I said after quickly rummaging through my pockets. 

"Catch," I said, tossing it to Ceri. She put the pendant on. 

"Oh yeah and this one too," I said, tossing Ceri another one. 

She looked at it. 

"Wait, I recognize this... This is a charm to protect against the howl of Hellhounds... Why do I need this...?" Ceri asked. 

"Just put it on, it may save your life," I said, handing Yomi some too. 

Yomi told me about how she was usurped and sealed away. 

I slammed a knife into the table beside me. 

"Be glad you don't know who did it because I do, you would feel extremely betrayed. The one who did it informed me you were dead. Now I'm going to bite them to death, slowly..." I said. 

"There's no need for that Sam," Yomi said, placing a hand on my chest. 

I simply smiled and hugged her. 

"Well, either way, I'm glad you're alive. I really missed you Yomi," I said. She scratched my head. Yomi informed me of her plan to retake the dungeon and I decided I would join them. 

(The lore I'm using for the basis of Hellhounds: It is said that his appearance bodes ill to the beholder, although not always. More often than not, stories tell of Black Shuck terrifying his victims, but leaving them alone to continue living normal lives; in some cases, it has supposedly happened before close relatives to the observer die or become ill. In other tales, the dog is considered relatively benign and said to accompany women on their way home in the role of protector rather than a portent of ill omen. Make note of the underlined part.) 

"Anyway, aren't Hellhounds supposed to be an omen of death?" Ceri asked. 

"Only around here, Yomi got me from a different continent. Hellhounds there can be considered a sign of death or illness, but also have been said to be relatively neutral, not good nor evil, and follow women home, acting as their protector, so I'm not all bad luck and black magic. You don't want to know or see what happens to people when I bite them, though, you'd never be able to sleep again," I said. 

"Okay then," Ceri said. 

She looked into my eyes again. 

"You have very inviting yet ominous eyes," Ceri said, enamored by my eyes. 

We headed into the dungeon and continued to chat for a while. 

"So how well do you know each other? Yomi seems quite fond of you." Ceri asked me. 

"Hmm. I'm not her pet, saying I was her butler wouldn't be doing it justice, manservant makes it sound more intimate than it is, I guess you could say I'm her guy friend and guardian, that would be closest." I replied. 

"Also the mention of you being a Hellhound, you look like a normal human male, aside from your purple eyes and your giant size," Ceri said. 

"I can shapeshift, I'm not like the girls you will find in the dungeon," I told her. 

I snapped my fingers and turned into a Hellhound. 

"Now I've seen everything..." Ceri said. 

I shapeshifted back into my normal form. 

"Not yet, there's quite a lot in this world to see," I replied. 

We continued walking and I gently massaged Yomi's shoulders while we walked. I looked around the corner. 

"Hold up," I said. 

"What is it?" Ceri asked. 

"Hellhound, a local one, one that is an actual omen of death for someone, but Hellhounds are naturally immune to ill omen and you two have your charms, so you'll be fine as long as it doesn't bite you," I said. 

I stepped out into full view of the hellhound and Yomi and Ceri watched. 

"Why is there a Hellhound in my dungeon? I never brought any Hellhounds other than you Sam," Yomi said. 

"Sometimes they would wander into the dungeon," I replied. 

"How come I never knew about this?" Yomi asked. 

"Because I always killed them before they could cause any casualties," I replied. 

"He's crazy, facing a Hellhound alone..." Ceri said, about to follow me when Yomi stopped her. 

"He's got this, trust me," Yomi said to Ceri. 

The Hellhound noticed me and started running toward me. I jumped out of the way at the last second and kicked it in the ribs, sending it flying into the wall. It hit the wall with a thud and cracked a couple bricks. I snapped my fingers and shapeshifted into a Hellhound and started gnawing at its ribs until it died. I shapeshifted back into my normal form. 

"Eugh, disgusting," I said. 

"What does it taste like?" Ceri asked. 

"If you honestly want to know, it tastes like death, decay, and rotting flesh," I said. 

"Gross," Ceri replied with a grimace. 

I conjured myself a mug of sake and chugged it. 

"Where did that come from?" Ceri asked. I finished the mug of sake and dispelled the mug. 

"Magic, it can do a great number of things," I said. 

"Someone with some patience needs to teach me magic sometime..." Ceri said. 

"I can when we're not actively exploring the dungeon, what would you like to learn?" I asked. 

"Conjuring food seems very useful," Ceri said. 

"Conjuring food is simple, but making it actually taste like anything takes a bit more skill," I told her. 

I conjured a cinnamon roll and tossed it to Ceri. 

"Thank you," Ceri said. 

I tossed one to Yomi as well and we continued on our way through the dungeon.