Post by Kuramafan06 on May 31, 2005 22:19:07 GMT -5
Mmmm... this is my real story I'm working on at the moment, it may not be the best you've read. I'm an amateur, but my dream is to be, at least, a good writer (in ff.net or here) in the Mystery/Tragedy/Angst/Dark genres. This story involves some parts of that, also includes some Psychological things.
So after all this small intro, let's start with it: ;D
Disclaimer: I don't own YYH, or any idea I got from watching tons of anime during my whole life. Also I don't own any My Chemical Romance's song.
Darkness...
I can’t see what is surrounding me. I'm asking myself why I am here. Why am I chained to this wall? Am I standing? Nyet (no), I’m on the floor, on something… Something liquid, is it blood? Is it my blood? I try to move but immediately I stop. I feel something warm on my body. I’m bleeding more…<br>
Scheisse…*
What happened to me? What did I do? How in hell I got into this place? Then I start to remember. A failed plan because of them. A fight and 3 deaths. Does it matter? For me not. I care about nothing. I can’t feel a thing now. I’m numb. Inside me I’m hurt, but I won’t let anyone know this. Like anyone would care about me…<br>
Der’mo…*
Well I don’t remember everything. And why remember, if it’s going to let you down? I have learned this very well. But still a part of me can’t forget everything. Those dark days… Since always I’ve been in the darkness, and I think I will be for all my life. I wish I was dead. I don’t want to live. Nobody understands me. I hate them. - Life is but a dream for the dead, And well I, I won't go down by myself, But I'll go down with my friends.- How ironic, a song I love, about prison, it’s the one I can remember when I’m in prison. Even the name says all "You Know What They Do To Guys Like Us In Prison”. The next thing I need is to lose myself…<br>
Kuso…*
Then it hits me. I see your face, I remember you, you were there. Did you knew it was me? I saw hate in your eyes when you saw me. Do you hate me? Everybody hates me. I feel alone. More alone that I have felt in all my life. It’s killing me inside…<br>
Lass mich in Ruhe!… (Leave me alone)
I try to cry, but I can't. Instead, I look up and wait. Wait for stupid answers. Wait for death. K’so, my left side is bleeding more. I can’t move and for some reason I can’t scream. I nearly jump when I saw light. It seems that a door or a window has been opened. A man walks into the ”room” I am. With that dim of light I look at the place I am. It seems clearer than before, but there’s no big difference. It isn’t big, it’s a cell, and yes, what I’m lying on is my blood. After"admiring" my"pretty" cell my eyes land on him I can’t stop shouting “Verpiß Dich!” (Go away!) I don’t want to see you! Not after what you said. Now I remember all, how I got into all this Craping shit. How we became enemies, I don’t want this! I try to hate you but I can’t. I really try, but I can’t! You hurt me! What do you want? Leave me alone!
Do svidania (Good bye), I want you to leave me.
Onegai, leave me…<br>
Please…<br>
…Kurama
What do you think of it. And also some small phrases are in German and Russian.
*Those three words mean exactly the same thing. They mean *sh#t*. Please if I exceed on the cursing, tell me. Some people don't like cursing and may be offended.
I want to know your opinions about it, please! It would make me very happy.
So after all this small intro, let's start with it: ;D
Disclaimer: I don't own YYH, or any idea I got from watching tons of anime during my whole life. Also I don't own any My Chemical Romance's song.
Darkness...
I can’t see what is surrounding me. I'm asking myself why I am here. Why am I chained to this wall? Am I standing? Nyet (no), I’m on the floor, on something… Something liquid, is it blood? Is it my blood? I try to move but immediately I stop. I feel something warm on my body. I’m bleeding more…<br>
Scheisse…*
What happened to me? What did I do? How in hell I got into this place? Then I start to remember. A failed plan because of them. A fight and 3 deaths. Does it matter? For me not. I care about nothing. I can’t feel a thing now. I’m numb. Inside me I’m hurt, but I won’t let anyone know this. Like anyone would care about me…<br>
Der’mo…*
Well I don’t remember everything. And why remember, if it’s going to let you down? I have learned this very well. But still a part of me can’t forget everything. Those dark days… Since always I’ve been in the darkness, and I think I will be for all my life. I wish I was dead. I don’t want to live. Nobody understands me. I hate them. - Life is but a dream for the dead, And well I, I won't go down by myself, But I'll go down with my friends.- How ironic, a song I love, about prison, it’s the one I can remember when I’m in prison. Even the name says all "You Know What They Do To Guys Like Us In Prison”. The next thing I need is to lose myself…<br>
Kuso…*
Then it hits me. I see your face, I remember you, you were there. Did you knew it was me? I saw hate in your eyes when you saw me. Do you hate me? Everybody hates me. I feel alone. More alone that I have felt in all my life. It’s killing me inside…<br>
Lass mich in Ruhe!… (Leave me alone)
I try to cry, but I can't. Instead, I look up and wait. Wait for stupid answers. Wait for death. K’so, my left side is bleeding more. I can’t move and for some reason I can’t scream. I nearly jump when I saw light. It seems that a door or a window has been opened. A man walks into the ”room” I am. With that dim of light I look at the place I am. It seems clearer than before, but there’s no big difference. It isn’t big, it’s a cell, and yes, what I’m lying on is my blood. After"admiring" my"pretty" cell my eyes land on him I can’t stop shouting “Verpiß Dich!” (Go away!) I don’t want to see you! Not after what you said. Now I remember all, how I got into all this Craping shit. How we became enemies, I don’t want this! I try to hate you but I can’t. I really try, but I can’t! You hurt me! What do you want? Leave me alone!
Do svidania (Good bye), I want you to leave me.
Onegai, leave me…<br>
Please…<br>
…Kurama
What do you think of it. And also some small phrases are in German and Russian.
*Those three words mean exactly the same thing. They mean *sh#t*. Please if I exceed on the cursing, tell me. Some people don't like cursing and may be offended.
I want to know your opinions about it, please! It would make me very happy.