Death Wish

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This is my first fan fiction so sorry if it's bad. I know it's boring and Kazuma doesn't appear yet but please bear with me. This part is very important to the rest of the storyline.

Your P.o.v

I was jerked from my sleep as the overhead speaker of the plane I was on, blared noise,

"Hello passengers we are requesting that you buckle your seat belt as we will be landing soon" I sighed and followed the request, again regretting to go on a trip to Japan without my parents, I was a freaking teen!

I puffed my cheeks in annoyance, at least my parents were nice enough to let me stay with my aunt in Japan, so I had a place to stay. A click beside me reminded me of something important, fumbling with the black safety belt I finally got the dang thing together, just as the plane began to take a downward tilt.

As it did my stomach dropped, I clutched my (skin tone) hands across my stomach and waited for the uneasiness to pass. When it did, I lifted my head from its curled up position, cracking my neck multiple times in he process, when done, my eyes rose and met the gaze of the man sitting next to me, he smiled,

"Don't like the feeling of the plane going down do ya kid?" I shook my head in response, my parents had told me not to talk to anyone other than the staff on the plane, so I didn't speak.

The man smiled making his eyws light up, "don't worry kid, it's okay, if you need anything just ask" again I nodded, feeling more comfortable with being here in my own now. Maybe there will be other nice people here.

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A couple minutes later the plane landed, and I went through the security and got my luggage. With my bags trailing behind me I went to where I was supposed to meet my aunt, but she wasn't there.

My aunt was supposed to have (2nd haircolour) and (2nd eye colour) eyes, but I didn't see her anywhere. But I waited, and waited, and waited like the good girl I was.

But she still didn't come. When it was about 8:00 I gave up on her, and even though I knew it was stupid, I walked out of the airport and into the busy streets.

Wandering around I passed many different places each so different than what I was used to back in (country name) that I wished I could have stopped to look at all of them, but one particular building caught my eye.

It was a shrine.

With the wooden structures, the coloured papers on the wish board (I don't even know if that's a thing) and beautiful banners, I could have stood and stared at it all day, but night was closing in and I couldn't remember how to get back to the airport.

I began to panic, my (eye colour) eyes searching frantically around for someone to help me, but strangely the street was deserted.

Then a huge clang echoed through the street, the sound of something being thrown into a garbage can. A man stumbled out of an alleyway, close to where the noise had come from and I backed away.

I slowly moved into the corner of a building beside the shrine, hiding behind a wooden post and praying to the gods that the man didn't find me. Hoping that the God whose shrine I had been admiring would grant my wish.

Footsteps echoed through the street and I knew my prayer wasn't heard.

The profile of the man soon came into my view.

He had long red hair and wore it pulled back in a lower ponytail. His sharp brown eyes were covered with a pair of thick red rimmed glasses, and his long black over coat was covered in a shiny substance, His gloved hand were stiff at his sides as he stalked around moving towards the shrine.

The man stopped and looked around, his brown eyes searching for something. When he didn't find it the man spun on the heel of his thick, black boots and egan walking towards the end of the street.

I jolted to my feet and sprinted towards towards the man, disregarding the fact that he had just come out of a dark alleyway and was covered in a weird, shiny substance, at the moment I didnt care, he might be the only way I could get back to he airport,

"sir, sir! " I called to the man and he turned, I gasped in suprise and doubled my speed.

It was the man from the plane, he was so nice earlier, maybe he could hell now.

I screeched to a stop in from of him. "Hello sir" I panted, putting my hands on my knees I caught my breath "I was wondering if you could help me with something? "

"Of course" the man said, his voice low and his volume almost at a whisper.............almost as if he didn't want to be heard, I suddenly got a really bad feeling.

The man stepped closer and instantly I knew what was wrong.

I shrieked and flung my body backwards as the iron stench of blood filled my senses.

I could see it now, the shiny substance on his clothing, it was blood.

It covered his black overcoat like it had been dumped on him. Splashed across his clothes and face the red liquid, glimmered in the moonlight.

Moonlight? I thought. How much time had passed? Random thoughts ran through my head, completely inconvenient at at time like this and distracting me from what I should be focusing on.

I shrieked again, even louder than the first time, as the man got closer to me.

I could see his hands now, and I wish I couldn't. Clutched tightly in his grip was a huge knife............stained with fresh blood.

My mind put the pieces togther, the blood, it was from that thing he had thrown in the garbage. It....it couldn't have been a body could it? My mind knew the answer already.

I almost screamed a third time at the thought, but I smacked myself to my senses. I had to get out of here. My legs moved on their own and I raced backwards,trying to avoid the man,

I was not fast enough.

The man lunged at me, grabbing me by my (hair length) (hair colour) hair, and jerked me backwards.

With the force he used the pain was almost unbearable, my hair felt like it was being ripped out of my skull. I fell to the ground, nearly avoiding cracking my head on the hard concrete.

I fought through the pain and as soon as the man let go of the (hair colour) strands he was clutching, I stumbled back. My head was pounding but I managed to move a couple feet back to where the shrine was. The man chuckled at my struggles and suddenly he was in front of me.

He pushed me to the ground and placed a dirty boot over one of my knees, this time I didn't get up, my head was pounding enough already and the man had almost all his force on my knee. He pushed down on my knee, pinning it to the concrete. The man leaned forward and grinned.

"Bye bye girly" the man said in a sing-song voice, and he raised his knife.

I felt the fire like pain as the man plunged the blade into my heart. It ripped through my senses and tore through my mind, breaking my conciousness into fragments.

I couldn't move or even scream as I saw the man walk away laughing, my mind wasn't working properly.

I was about to give up when my broken brain clicked and I though of a way I could get revenge on the man.

I had heard that if you left a wish at a gods shrine they might grant it, but it could just be a rumor.

I hoped it wasn't.

With a lot of pain and the very last of my energy, I managed to scratch down my request on a scrap of paper from my pocket.

Just barely being able to toss the request, with a final thud of my arm I threw the paper to the wish board and lost my battle with the dark.

So how was it leave your thoughts in the comments and hopefully you guys will want me to update.

(Grammar corrections, suggestions and other help are welcome too)

Thanks,

Elide Lorcan.