Too Long
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Category:
Yuyu Hakusho › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
12
Views:
1,188
Reviews:
11
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own YuYu Hakusho, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Too Long
It had been too long since I had seen the light of the sun or the glow of the moon. It had been too long since I could scratch the bottom of my foot. It had been too long since I had eaten until I was full. It has been too long. I had lost count of the times the guards would look at me in disgust. Hell it had been too long since I had seen a guard pass. The fools must think I am dead. Emna will pay. No trial. No bail. Nothing. He will pay for my nothing-ness.
For the first time in a long time I hear footsteps. If I don’t move they will pass. Think I am dead. I am dead. I look it. I am skin and bones. I have been hanging on this wall for too long. I hear laughing. Not laughing like the maniac that was in the next cell that ended up killing himself. No. It was laughter like that of happiness. There was more than just one set of footsteps. There are four. They would pass. They would leave. The footsteps and the laughter stop. I can’t lift my head to see. I hear my cell door opening. I felt two fingers on my neck, checking my pulse. I must really look bad. I know I am too weak to talk so I open my eyes. There is a pair of red eyes looking at me. I fight to keep them open. I lost.
I awoke not in my cell but in a white room. I closed my eyes to the bright light above my head. The chains were gone. It had been too long since I had seen my hands. They looked more like twigs. I was on a bed. It felt wonderful. I was not alone. But I was out of that cell after too long. I see the light reflect water. Water. Too long since I had my thirst quenched. I try to sit up but I can't. Weak. I’m so weak. I fought to keep my self-awake. I won, for a little while at least. Seeing nothing but the ceiling. Too long I had seen the moldy gray walls covered in green. There is shouting. I can make out the words they say.
“WHAT THE HELL KOEMNA! SHE WAS IN THE BACK OF THE JAIL CELLS BARELY ALIVE!” shouted the first voice. It hurts my ears but I listen not being able to tune it out.
“What was she even back there for? And her condition is unacceptable.”
“I don’t know… I will ask my father. You keep an eye on her.” I heard the sound of a set of footsteps leaving.
I felt someone touch my forehead. They were warm. They were abundant in spirit energy. They all were in the room. No. I mustn’t steal it from them. I will live with out stealing. I will. Blackness.
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I hope you enjoy this prolouge to Too Long. This story came to me during an rp with my ex boyfriend. THANKS TOM. Umm... Read and review. If i get reviews or even votes i will post Chapter One.
TTYS!!
For the first time in a long time I hear footsteps. If I don’t move they will pass. Think I am dead. I am dead. I look it. I am skin and bones. I have been hanging on this wall for too long. I hear laughing. Not laughing like the maniac that was in the next cell that ended up killing himself. No. It was laughter like that of happiness. There was more than just one set of footsteps. There are four. They would pass. They would leave. The footsteps and the laughter stop. I can’t lift my head to see. I hear my cell door opening. I felt two fingers on my neck, checking my pulse. I must really look bad. I know I am too weak to talk so I open my eyes. There is a pair of red eyes looking at me. I fight to keep them open. I lost.
I awoke not in my cell but in a white room. I closed my eyes to the bright light above my head. The chains were gone. It had been too long since I had seen my hands. They looked more like twigs. I was on a bed. It felt wonderful. I was not alone. But I was out of that cell after too long. I see the light reflect water. Water. Too long since I had my thirst quenched. I try to sit up but I can't. Weak. I’m so weak. I fought to keep my self-awake. I won, for a little while at least. Seeing nothing but the ceiling. Too long I had seen the moldy gray walls covered in green. There is shouting. I can make out the words they say.
“WHAT THE HELL KOEMNA! SHE WAS IN THE BACK OF THE JAIL CELLS BARELY ALIVE!” shouted the first voice. It hurts my ears but I listen not being able to tune it out.
“What was she even back there for? And her condition is unacceptable.”
“I don’t know… I will ask my father. You keep an eye on her.” I heard the sound of a set of footsteps leaving.
I felt someone touch my forehead. They were warm. They were abundant in spirit energy. They all were in the room. No. I mustn’t steal it from them. I will live with out stealing. I will. Blackness.
*&%$#%$^%&^*&(*^%$#$^&%^*%^#%$@#%$^%&^*&%^%#$^%^&*%^$%#$%$^%&^*%&$^%#
I hope you enjoy this prolouge to Too Long. This story came to me during an rp with my ex boyfriend. THANKS TOM. Umm... Read and review. If i get reviews or even votes i will post Chapter One.
TTYS!!