• Battle Cry •

1. Let Me Go

A lot of warmth, the smell and a scream. That was when Kazumi decided to open her eyes a bit. Everything around her was really blury and dark at first. The only light that she saw were the bright yellow and red color that were dancing around in the background.

Black kind of fades were dancing on the background. It took quite a time to ajust her eyes to the darkness around her. Everything was a lot clearer at that moment than it was before. At that moment she could see what was really happening in front of her. Kazumi placed her righthand on the ground and tried to push herself on her feet. In a matter of seconds was she laying on the cold floor, again. She felt a lot of pain inside her body. So much pain that it made her feel weak. She never felt so weak before.

Kazumi tried to understand what was going on around her. Every where around her people were fighting each other. It was insane how much was going on around her. Every one in the village was fighting a group. 'I must.. S-Stand up..' she thought when she was trying to get on her feet. It took al her power but she was on her feet again. Not as strong as she had hoped, but she stand and that's what mattered the most. She couldn't even make one move and she was already flying to a wall. A trail of warm blood was sliding over her soft pink underlip. It was hard to look up and to keep her eyes open. A male shape was walking towards her. He took Kazumi's red hair in his hand and pulled it upwards. When he pulled it, he also took a couple of hairs out of her head. The man who stand before her had black hair and onyx colored eyes. Eyes that didn't show a deathly stare, but they showed mercy and remorse.

"Mother.." was the only word that came out of Kazumi's mouth. The man went down on his knees and didn't let go of her hair. "Hmm.." He graped her chin with his free hand and began to move it from one side to the other. "So, this is how a demonkeeper should look like? And how much damage one can make.." he said with a smile on his face. He graped her by her waist and pulled her up.

"Stop! You're not going to walk away with my daughter!" said a familiar voice in the distance. A male shape walked out of the flames. He had brown hair and was very musculer. Kazumi almost thought that it was her father standing in front of her, but her father is a lot older than the man she's seeing right now.

Kazumi tried to push herself out of his arms but it didn't work. Her arms felt a lot weaker than she remembered. She pushed, kicked and hit him, but nothing worked on the man. She bit with al her might in his hand and he let go in an instant. With a slam she felt on the cold hard floor. 'Kazumi.. Hurt him.. Hurt everyone who's standing in your way.. Everyone that's trying to hurt you.. Do something..' is the only thing she could hear at that moment. Her thoughts, a voice that kept her safe from evil, a voice that wasn't hers but someone elses.