Beast

Preview

   Of all the people I had met throughout my life the beast was my favorite. The beast was the one who showed me a different way to view the world to see it as something filled with kind people who on the average day have been overlooked and not cared for. The beast gave me love and a sincere friendship that almost seems unobtainable, one that gives you abundant faith and trust in each other. The beast was a woman who helped win the war that plagued our country by destroying millions of soldiers without even breaking a sweat. I had known of the beast for a long time. Mrs. Nanase my mother told me her story when the war came around. Instead of stories of magic and friendship to help heal the pain and fear that war brought upon the me, my mom told of the beautiful truth. The beast was the only hope we had during these moments. These stories also lead me to where I am now. 

  "Hey Hey pretty lady, you look like you are in need of a man." On June 9 in the city of Talzem Sakura was being harassed. Sakura had been harassed a lot before having been a beautiful woman since the day she was born. With long beautiful blonde hair and beautiful aqua blue eyes. Sakura was at the end of her rope trying to be rid of the man who was stuck to her side like a leach sucking the blood or energy out of her with every passing second. At that moment Sakura was experiencing what life was like in Talzem.  Talzem was a large city almost like New York and was filled to the brim with men and women who had committed at least some form of crime that could easily have gotten them in jail but lived here where rules and laws were easily overlooked. Others were people who didn't have enough money and pride to live among common second rate people of other cities and towns. Others just wanted to break rules and not have to reap the consequence of spending time in jail waiting until the day they rot or are executed by the prison guards. But not all of the citizens were bad some were kind and would lend a helping hand if needed and make sure you were fed before they sent you back onto the streets to pick where you left off committing crimes to survive in this hell hole.

    "So babe how about we head to my place I could give you a nice t-" the man had been abruptly cut off when he bumped into someone.

    "HEY Watch where you're going!!" The man quickly stopped walking to confront his assulter as Sakura weaved her way out of his grasp and nearby to watch the fight that would take place between these two since that is how these places seem work. Many other people thought so to as the streets began to fill with men and women thirsty to see blood shed. 

    "Whaddya say? Because it looks to me like you're the one not watching where you're going instead slobbering up a young woman who obviously doesn't want to sleep with your FAT*SS!!"At that moment more people had come after hearing the attacker begin to yell. The assulter then threw off a marroon trench coat to reveal a woman. The woman was average height around five foot eight, and had long messy brown almost black hair that reached her butt. Her tank top was grey, old covered in stains that resembles blood stains and food that was wiped off on her shirt instead of a napkin or papertowl. But the most eye catching part to her were the guns strapped to each of her thighs. 

   "YOU DARE ACCUSE ME OF SUCH VILE ACTS!! I AM A CIVIL SERVANT OF POST TWO for your information so your actions could have you arrested for assult!!" To help keep some order here the government set up a system of four area guards North West East and South who were run by gangs and are supposed to keep watch and a little reprimand over the civilians in the area. Each Area has five posts that are made up of men and women soldiers ready to deal out punishments to larger actions. These servants are to be treated with respect, and can cause to a one year jail sentence if harmed or assulted. 

"Listen I don't give a rats *as about who you are because I am-"

 'BANG" A shot rang out as the man fell clutching his shoulder as blood seeps between his fingers.  Nobody had noticed her drawing one of the guns attached to her thigh until the man fell. He looked at the woman terror filled his eyes. 

"Ash of Talzem." 

'Bang' the man fell to the ground blood dripping down the middle of his forehead and to the sand covered ground.