Jessica's+Short+Story

**Well I'm finally done! Hope you all enjoy! :D Oh, and I tried to have the paragraphs indented but it didn't work. Sorry... I guess just try your best to read it. I don't think it's too bad. I do have to warn that I have a habit of silly spelling and grammer mistakes. I have to say that I got that honest from both sides of my family so yeah... just tell me if you see it and I'll go and fix it ^^'

Song: [|"Angels"] Artist: Within Temptation**

** Poisonous Angel **

It was a freezing winter night in the depths of the forest. Even as I ran past the bare skeleton trees with my heart racing I could still feel the cool breeze against my skin. The full moon gladly lit my way as I ran for my life through the thick forest. Cold tears streamed down my cheeks from the great fear that pulsed with my heart. Tree branches tore through my clothes and sliced over my thin skin with my carelessness. I didn't care. I didn’t even feel pain. My focus was on staying alive. That’s all I wanted. I was too young to leave this world. Laughter echoed behind me. I gasped and carelessly looked over my shoulder. In the trees shadows a figure stood. Cold emerald eyes stared at me like a piece of delicious meat as pale lips curved into a wicked grin. More fear arose within me. This monster was going to kill me, simply because I was a young, beautiful girl that didn't want anything to do with him. It was hard for me to believe that he would have followed me this far into the lifeless woods. He was defiantly not human. To me, he was a demon from hell, sent by Satin to take my life and drag me to the fiery kingdom. “Where are you going?” He snarled. With the adrenaline pumping through my veins I could even smell the alcohol on his breath from yards away. My eyes snapped forward when I realized I was no longer running horizontally, but was now falling toward the cool ground. I shrieked as I collide with the dirt. I was stunned at first, shocked that I had fallen. OnceI heard approaching footsteps from behind I felt more adrenaline being pumped through my body and I quickly struggled to get back on my two feet, only to have my ankle scream in objection and force me back down. I cursed in my head at the pain that pulsed in my left ankle. It was sprained. More tears streamed down my cheeks as I continued to try and try to get up, only to fall back to the ground. Get up. I told myself. Get up! Something roughly grabbed my sprained ankle suddenly. I screamed as I was some how flipped over onto my back to lock eyes with my disgusting stalker. With pure fright and panic I tried to yank my ankle out of his grip. He simply tightened his hold, making me wince in pain. After finally letting go he wrapped his hand around my throat, making me gasp. Picking me up he slammed me against a tree truck. Pain now pulsed through my back from the impact. The wind was slightly knocked out of me as well, but I was not stunned, my pure fear kept that from happening. “P-Please,” I choked through his grip. “Stop!” The monster simply threw his head back and laughed madly. My heart stopped. “Stop?” He echoed. “Why would I stop? A pretty thing like you shouldn’t be left alone.” He chuckled. “You should have known better than to go out on a night like this away from your high in mighty daddy. Go ahead. Scream. No one will hear you. No one will come and save you.” “Wh-What are you going to do? Kill m-“ I was cut off as he tightened his hand around my throat. I gasped for air and clawed at his wrists with my nails to hopefully cause him to let go. He gritted his teeth with a growl. Pulling his hand back he slammed me harder against the trunk to hopefully stop my struggling. I grimaced as my back screamed but still continued to claw at his wrist. I needed to breathe soon. “Yeah, I guess so,” he sneered. “Girls like you who don’t know when to just shut up and do what they are told really aren’t the ones I like.” I watched with blurring eyesight as he reached into his pocket with his free hand. I widened my eyes at the sight of gleaming metal against the moonlight. He had a knife. His grin grew at my acknowledgement of his weapon. “I’m going to make you pay for turning me down you witch!” He shouted as he pulled his arm back, ready to strike. I then squeezed my eyes shut. This was it. I was only nineteen years old and my life was going to end by a perverted monster in the woods. I wouldn’t grow old. I wouldn’t get married, or have kids. I was going to die. Hopefully since I was practically already unconscious from lack of air I wouldn’t feel anything. I hoped it would be quick. But still, I couldn’t help but just pray that some how, someone or something would save me from this ordeal. Would God maybe answer my wish and send an angel to my rescue? I waited. I waited to feel severe pain in any place of my body. I waited to feel my soul slipping with my spilling blood onto the cold, graveled ground. But it did not come. A scream that was not my own rang in my ears. The hand left my neck, allowing me to fall to the ground gasping for air. My eyes snapped open. What in the world just happened? How was I still alive? What stopped that man from killing me? Another agonizing screamed caused me to look up. The monster who had been so intended on taking my life now stood only a few feet away with his back turned. My eyes widened when another gleam of metal caught my eye. A sword of some short was plunged through the mans left torso. A dark stain spread over his back and down his leg as a pool of crimson liquid formed under his feet. His body shook for a moment, and then he fell. What was revealed made my heart stop. A man in a dark velvet kimono towered over the now still corpse. The moon light shown upon him, as though heaven was shining a spotlight for his presence. The features of this stranger were a bit, inhuman. His skin was pale as the god like moon. Hair that was as dark as the feathers of a raven draped over his broad shoulders. His face was strongly curved into a slight handsome face. Golden, serpent like eyes locked with my own. Who was this being? Was he human? Was he an angel sent to save me? “… Are you alright child?” His voice took my breath away. It was light with a smooth, intelligent tone to it. He was breath taking. My mouth couldn’t form words, I was too shocked. My reaction to his appearance seemed to amuse him for a chuckle as smooth and musical as his voice escaped his lips. “Do not be afraid my dear. I am here to take you away from that pathetic village you call home. From your family bloodline I can see you possessive extraordinary abilities that to my disappointment, have not been awakened. Come with me my child and I shall train you to protect yourself and never allow such a useless excuse for a mortal to abuse you in such a way. Come with me and you may experience power, my power.” I was baffled by such a sudden offer. He seemed to know so much about me though. His golden eyes told me that he knew about my abusive father and the run down village I lived in. He even knew about the rare abilities my clan possessed. He most likely wanted my clan’s power for his own ambitions, but for some reason that didn’t bother me. My father had spoken of it once or twice but never offered to teach me. Could this man really allow me to embrace my bloodline? My mind now raced with confusion. What was I to do? Go with a complete stranger that saved my life and had offered such a better life, or stay in the bottomless pit of misery I was in now? Would he actually make me powerful like he said? To me, there was only one good choice. “… I… I’ll go with you…” Even with my extremely dry mouth I was still able to whisper out those words. A wave of exhausted suddenly slammed into my body as my adrenaline disappeared. My body started to feel heavy as darkness seemed to close around my mind. Through my once again blurring sight I watched as the man before me grin with deep pleasure. “A wise choice,” he breathed as he slowly approached me. He knelt in front of me, our faces only a few inches apart. The last thing I remember before being taken away from my exhaustion was his serpent eyes.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ I awoke feeling a blanket of warmth and comfort around my body. I was unaware on how long I had been asleep. My past events were a bit fuzzy in my mind but soon came back. Wearily I cracked my eyes open to see a dark ceiling. I was lying in a silk covered bed in a rather small room. The only light to allow me to see its interior was a small, flickering candle on a near by desk next against the wall to my left. The rest of the room was complete blackness. What happened to me after I passed out? Did my savoir take me to this mysterious place? Something rustled in the corner of the room. My eyes snapped to the area that the noise had arisen from. As my eyes adjusted to the dim light I saw a dark figure sitting with crossed legs in a chair. My heart fluttered as I realized golden eyes glowed within the darkness. It was him. A chuckle buzzed in my ears from the man. I watched as he stood and casually walked toward the bed that I laid in. His features became visible in the flickering light. Being able to study him more I felt a bit frightened by his inhuman looks, but in the end I simply felt relieved to be in his presence. His pale lips smoothed into a comforting smile. “I am glad you have awakened child-.” He spoke so soft, so caring that my heart thumped with excitement once again. “Now before I explain your situation, why don’t you tell me your name.” I pursed my lips, my mouth again dry. “My… my name is Shiro Okaami, sir,” I whispered. Interest sparked in his eyes suddenly. “Ah, what an interesting name.” He chuckled. “I see why your parents would name you after a white wolf. You are certainly an elegant creature indeed.” His words made my cheeks burn for some reason. Was he calling me, beautiful? Not once had a person like himself call me such a thing. Usually it was some pervert who only wanted me for my looks. I was defiantly flattered. “Th-Thank you,” I stuttered out. The man chuckled musically once more. “You are welcome. Now, shall I explain to you your situation?” Pursing my lips with a bit uneasiness, I nodded. I really didn’t know what he was talking about, but for some reason I felt as though hearing what he had to say was a good idea. Something strange gleamed in his eyes. I could not tell what it meant. “You belong to me now, Shiro,” he said in a deep voice. “The past life you once had no longer exists. You will live on now as one of my subordinates and followers of my ambitions. You will do as I say. If you are ever to disobey me, you will regret it.” There was a deadly edge to his voice that told me what he said was a warning. I nodded in approval to his words. He nodded once toward me. “Good.” With that simple word he turned and began to head back toward the darkness of the room, a door probably hidden in the blackness. I felt panic a bit from him leaving. I didn’t want him to go. I didn’t want to be alone. It was like he was taking a piece of my soul with him as he disappeared. That was actually really strange. I had just met him. I didn’t know if or why I had become infatuated with him so quickly. “W-Wait!” I choked out. My pled stopped him. He did not move at first, then he peered over his shoulder, his serpent eyes glowing like before. “Yes child?” “What… what is your name?” He grinned. The candle light flickered against two sharp fangs. “Orochimaru. But you will address me as Lord Orochimaru.” And with that he was gone, leaving me alone in the darkness of the strange room with a confused mind and heart.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ *~ Lord Orochimaru returned some time later with a girl I believed to be a maid who seemed no older than me. Clothes were folded in her raised arms as she trailed behind him. For some reason she seemed to cower in his shadow, as if she thought he would inflict her at any given moment. This stunned me actually. Why would someone like Orochimaru do such a thing? She must have done something against his wishes to have him act so coldly. Orochimaru instructed me to change out of my ragged, old clothing into the ones the maid held. My body was a bit sore as I got out of the bed. I ignored my objecting muscles. I did not wish to upset my lord. He simply turned his back to allow me to change in privacy. The maid didn’t bother. She must have figured since we both were female it did not matter. I was a bit nervous at first; in the end the dull girl really didn’t bother me. My new clothing was so comfortable that it shocked me. It was as silky as the sheets of the bed I once laid in. Looking down at myself I now wore a crimson scarlet kimono. Around my sleeves golden Celtic swirls wrapped around the edges. Hearing a gasp from my lips Orochimaru turned to look at me. His eyes started down, went up, down, and went up again. Usually when a man examined me in such a way I got ticked off, this time I simply blushed. His pale lips moved into a small smile. “You look lovely,” he complemented slowly. Turning his serpent eyes to the maid his voice suddenly dropped a terrifying hiss that made me jump slightly. “Get a mirror.” She winced slightly at his tone, as if he slapped her. Quickly she scrambled toward the desk in the corner of the room. Opening the one drawer she rumbled through it for a moment before pulling something out and slamming it shut. She turned, holding a small mirror she walked up to me while lifting it up so I could get a look at myself. I was a bit embarrassed at how, well, bed headed I was. My snow white hair was sticking up in numerous places, showing exactly how I had slept for the past few hours. My facial features were curved lightly with medium paled skin, and silver dyed eyes that were only one shade darker than my hair. My bit abnormal features were defiantly the reason why he had seen my name so fitting. I frowned when I saw a ringed bruise around my neck from where the dead mans hand had once been. Did he really grab me that hard? The maid held something out toward me suddenly. I blinked. It was a brush. I felt my face lit up. That was so what I needed right now. Snatching it out of her hands without even a thought of saying a thank you, I began to brush the terrible tangles out of my hair. I was finished quickly. I didn’t want to make Orochimaru wait for me to make sure I looked perfect. He seemed to not be the one to be kept waiting. I handed the brush back to the maid. She seemed to struggle a bit with holding the large mirror and brush. Giving me a tight look she headed back to the desk and put the mirror back. “Come with me Shiro.” I jumped as Orochimaru’s cool voice scared me from behind. I spun around to face him. “Y-Yes Lord Orochimaru.” My reactions always seemed to make him chuckle. Turning he walked back into the blackness of the room that he had disappeared into before. I followed without hesitation. I had been right, there was a door. Once he opened it we entered into a long corridor. There were no windows, only flickering lanterns on the stone walls. The floor was ice cold against my bare feet. He turned left and walked without a word. Like before I instantly followed. He seemed to figure that I was smart enough to know to just trail behind him. We walked in silence for what seemed like forever. I started to wonder what happened to the maid and if this hallway ever ended. Finally a corner came and he turned, I did the same. Doors now were spread widely against the right and left stone walls. Curiosity caused me want to peek inside the mysterious rooms and see what was inside. My gut told me to stay behind Orochimaru. I went with my gut. After a few more turns the hall ended. Orochimaru stopped in front of two very large, wooden doors. Raising his hands and pressing his palms against the doors he slowly pushed them open. Blinding light poured into my eyes. I cringe and covered them with my arm slightly. A courtyard lay before us with the opening doors. I now realized I had been staying in a Japanese style mansion. The open hall wrapped around the small area and led to others of the mansion. In the courtyard a small pond was towered by a gorgeous cherry blossom tree. My eyes widened with awe. My lord walked suddenly. I was surprised at first but quickly regained my following. Turning on the open hallway path he stopped all of a sudden. Looking toward the courtyard he slowly sat down with his legs crossed. Like before I mimicked his actions but allowed my feet to hand off of the sides of the raised floor instead of crossing them. He was silent so in return I was as well. I stared at the pond, watching our reflection waver with the moving water. He seemed lost in thought, calculating something very important. It was so hard to keep quiet. I had so many questions to ask him. Why had he saved me? How did he know so much about me? Finally I couldn’t take it anymore. “Why did you save me?” I asked softly. I didn’t look at him but I knew his eyes were on me. A smooth chuckle made my heart flutter like before. “You have a hidden talent I would like to uncover,” he said. “I want it; I want your power for my goals.” He sounded a bit selfish, but I really wasn’t offended. I pursed my lips, not knowing if I should continue with my questioning. “What are you goals, my lord?” Finally I gazed at him. His lips were pulled back in a grin I had not seen before. His eyes were filled with blood lust, greed, and the want for anything and everything. “This world of false peace bores me. It is like an unmoving windmill. Some might find its stillness beautiful, but I prefer it when it is moving, moving by the course of war. I want to trigger its movement myself and show its true beauty.” His words completely shocked me. Not once had I expected him to say such a thing. He had seemed so kind, caring and merciful when he had saved me the other night. But now, he appeared like a cold hearted serpent that was ready for its next meal. I gulped, not knowing if **I** was his next meal. All of a sudden the strange look in his eyes vanished and changed to thoughtfulness. His grin dropped to a warm smile. Slowly he looked at me with soft eyes. “I want you to experience this with me, Shiro. I have watched you for some time in that village. I have seen your intelligence, and the hidden power I spoke of before. I want you to be mine and only mine.” I widened my eyes at his words, my cheeks burning. I couldn’t look at him anymore from my sheer embracement. Why did I feel as though his words were a delicious piece of chocolate sending pure bliss through out my body? How was I growing such feelings for him when I barely even knew him? Why was I infatuated with him so? It was as if he wasn’t just an angel that God had sent down to save me. He was a fallen angel with a mission to protect me always. “…I…I don’t know what to say…” I whispered slowly, my eyes looking back up into his. Those serpent eyes seemed to show such emotion. It made my heart melt with want. Orochimaru chuckled with amusement. “It is fine my dear,” he mused. “You may give me your answer after dinner tonight. I shall wait till then for you.” He then stood, towering over me like a god. He smiled simply down at me. “I am sorry but I must leave you now. Go back to your room and I shall return to take you to dinner. I hope you can wait for a meal till then.” Actually I could. Knowing I would see his golden eyes again would allow my hunger to extinguish. I nodded slowly. “Yes my lord.” My answer pleased him. “Good.” Turning he started to walk in the opposite direction from where we had entered the gorgeous courtyard. “I believe you should have no trouble in finding your way back.” “Yes sir.” He was gone quickly, leaving me like before with a feeling of emptiness. Frowning I finally stood and began to head back for the double wooden doors into the stoned hallways. It was easy for me to get back; there wasn’t much to remember from the barely twisting halls. The young maid was gone when I came back. I was glad. She seemed too dreary for me to handle. Sighing I flopped onto my back on the soft bed. I starred up at the ceiling, lost in thought as I imagined the face of my lord. My heart longed for this man and I didn’t know why. He was still practically a stranger. I knew nothing of him, except his name. But it was actually enough. I closed my eyes slowly to get some more rest. I didn’t want to be awake while waiting for him to return for me. It would probably be agonizing. My mind was quickly swept away as I entered an endless dream of my angel.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ He was the one who pulled me out of my dreams. I was so overjoyed to see his face once again. I held back the urge to do anything irrational with my excitement. Like before he led me to another unknown place without a word. I didn’t care this time. The thought of having dinner with what I now considered my secret crush was the only concern I had. Then again, who else would be at dinner? I hoped that it wasn’t more local’s like that previous maid. The dining hall was the only part of the mansion that actually had windows. The room was fairly large with a long extending wooden table with many chairs that were also wood. Large glass along the long walls had flowing ,crimson red drapes around the corners. My mouth watered at the strong aroma of cooked food. At the very end of the rectangular table were many platters of food from steak, chicken, rice, corn, and anything else that was possible to eat. I was glad that he started walking again before I ran over to the food and stuffed my mouth like an undisciplined child. Orochimaru sat at the foot of the table in a larger chair that seemed more like a throne. He instructed me to sit in the lesser chair next to him. I did as he wished. I was shocked when he told me no one else would be accompanying the two of us for dinner. It thrilled me to be alone with my angel. Once he gave the word to eat I instantly dug in, but not in a pig fashion. That would have been rude. We ate quietly at first, then after some time he surprised me with strange question about how I felt about my life with my father and how it differed now. Honestly, just one day with him was ten times better than with my father. I didn’t tell him how I felt in that manner but I got the point across. My lord also questioned about my likes and dislikes. This pleased me and my answer pleased him in returned. With building curiosity I asked my own questions on his life. At first I was not so sure of my decision but he seemed unafraid to comply. He spoke of his home, the Hidden Leaf Village. I was so shocked to hear that he was actually one of the three legendary warriors, known as Sannin. From what I heard all three had extraordinary skills and had ended one of the Great Wars. I was completely in depth with his story, imagining him easily killing his enemies with extraordinary skill. But then something puzzled me. Why had he left his village? His answer was simple. He had grown tired of his home and felt as though it was a waste of time to stay. His wish was to learn everything of the world and grow stronger. That goal could not be obtained by simply living in one sentimental village for all his life, from what he told me. Orochimaru was truly an amazing man.

When dinner was over I really hadn’t touched much of the food. I had been so focused on his tales that I had forgotten about my hunger. He seemed to not notice and simply told me it was time to leave. I frowned when I realized he had not mentioned his earlier question of me staying with him. In the end I assumed it would be re-asked much later. At first I didn’t notice but he was actually taking me through a different rout of the mansion. My gut turned for some reason. I didn’t know if it was from my slight hunger, or a warning of some kind. But why would it be a warning? Orochimaru wouldn’t hurt me. He wanted me and I would go with him no matter what. I was feeling a bit of an addiction growing for my new master. I did not try to push it back within the depth of my heart or ignore it, I embraced it. I only wanted him. I held my breath when I all most ran into his back when he suddenly stopped. Something strange caught my eye quickly. The door he stood before was different from the others I had seen. It was not wood but metal that appeared to have numerous large dents in it from the other side. My stomach turned again and I stared down at it with a scowl. I guess that I really should have eaten more. But still, something felt odd to me as he stood with his back turned from me. A strange energy seemed to illuminate from his form, something dark and sinister that sent a chill down my spine. I ignored it, only trying to remember his warm smile and intelligent serpent eyes. “Shiro,” he suddenly breathed out. “Are you prepared to take the steps of becoming one of my true followers?” “Of course,” I replied instantly. “I’ll do anything for you my lord.” It was strange to me that he didn’t chuckle at my words like he usually did, instead he said nothing. Slowly he opened the metal door and stepped into the darkness of the mysterious room. I hesitated before going. My turning stomach had stopped me. I growled lightly toward my foolishness and followed behind him. I would be with him, I would be with Orochimaru. I didn’t care what my ridiculous feeling told me to do, my heart told me to become his. The room was nothing but pitch black, not even a tiny candle light the room. The metal door suddenly slammed shut. I jumped and spun around to be stared down by his serpent eyes. Something was different though, something that actually thumped my heart with fear. They glowed with the gleam of bloodlust and hunger. It was so different from the warmness I had seen before. They narrowed. Frightfully I took a step back. My stomach was now turning with nausea. Something was wrong. “L-Lord Orochimaru?” I choked out in a whisper. He chuckled, but not the way he once had. It was filled with a sinister amusement; like my fright only caused him deep pleasure instead of worry. A gasp escaped my lungs I was all of a sudden thrown against a near by wall. I thought that my earlier stalker had thrown me hard against that tree, this was much more powerful. My back screamed with pain and I let out a cry of agony. I did not fall from shock but I did stagger. My eyes stayed locked with Orochimaru’s. What was he doing? I felt more afraid than I had before. I felt as though his eyes were going to swallow me whole into an endless pit of suffering. Why was I feeling this way? Why was he acting so strange? “M-My L-“ His hand collided with the side of my face, sending it roughly in the other direction. My hand thankfully clawed at the wall before I fell from the impacted, my cheek stinging from his strength. I widened my eyes as tears slowly spilled from them. Why did he slap me? What had made him upset to do such a thing? What did I do wrong?! Hadn’t I done everything right to please him?! “Silence,” he hissed out with venom. “Keep your mouth shut and do as I say.” I looked at him as my body began to shake uncontrollably. He grunted and looked at me with disgust. I felt my heart shattering. I needed an answer. I needed to know what I had done wrong. I only wanted to please him. I only wanted to have a better life with him, my fallen angel. “Hate me.” I widened my eyes more. Hate him? Why would I hate him? What in the world was he talking about? “Hate is what fuels true power. Hate is what shall allow you to become apart of me,” he hissed out. “B-But I d-don’t want to hate you,” I choked through sobs. “I only want to love you!” Orochimaru threw his head back and laughed madly. It was cold and terrifying that echoed through my ears like knifes. My heart stopped. Why… why was he betraying me after showing such kindness? Why was he becoming more of a monster than that other man? He looked at me. Grinning with fangs a strange demonic power suddenly snaked around his body. I felt even more frightened. “See the truth of the world through my eyes Shiro. Help me obtain the power I strongly desire and be mine, will you come?” His voice was so demanding that I felt like there was only one answer. My lips moved on there own. “Yes… Lord Orochimaru…” He said nothing. His tongue snaked out from his mouth and licked his pale lips like the true serpent he was. Slowly he raised his hands. First I thought he was going to slap me again, but instead he swiftly moved his fingers into strange hand signs. Stopping his grin slowly grew as the dark power around him seemed to become a great wall that pushed me down to my knees. I starred up at him, tears falling as I felt my once blissful heart becoming nothing more than an empty hole. “Good girl,” he hissed. Then his head snaked out toward me, fangs ready like a snake. Pain sliced through my neck and I was thrown into darkness. I did not know what happened after that. All I did know was that my veins were then consumed by the intense pain of flames and the laugh of my fallen angel echoed around me.