How I was Murdered by a Fox Monster
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Authors: M.C Queen
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How I was
Murdered by a Fox Monster
By
M.C.Queen
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Copyright 2016
M.C.Queen
http://mcqueenwrites.blogspot.com
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Chapter 1
“Daisuke Matsumoto!”
Came a young woman's sweet
sing-song voice. Her words bounced off the walls and echoed
throughout our dark and silent home.
Normally I'd be overjoyed to
hear a pretty girl call my name, but the sound of her voice sent
nothing but terror down my spine.
“
It's her, she's coming,” whispered Akito.
“
But Mana!” I hissed hysterically. “We have to help
Mana!”
Mana lying face down in a pool of her own blood was firmly engraved
into my mind. Her short black hair was mattered and caked in red,
and she looked beyond repair. The cute girl who helped me on
several occasions could be moments away from death if someone
didn't aid her soon. I jumped up and attempted to climb over the
desk we were hiding behind, but Akito grabbed my shirt and pulled
me back.
“
Don't worry about her! There's nothing we can do now!” He
exclaimed.
“
What! You can't be serious!” Mana wasn't my only concern. It
was also uncertain if Kurumi and Itsuki had survived being thrown
at the wall. I wasn't sure about the others. I had lost track of
them amongst the madness.
“
How can you say that!” I cried. “Aren't you supposed to
protect them. Isn't that your job?!”
“
It's not them she's after!”
clamped shut. He was right. It wasn't poor Mana she was targeting,
or Kurumi, or my genius friend Itsuki. She only had one target in
mind, and that person was me. I gave up and went limp. He was
right, it wasn't his fault, it was all mine.
The situation would have been more acceptable if I had done
something to deserve this, like throwing rocks at baby animals, or
being an asshole, but I hasn't done anything to incur her wrath.
Everything had gone to hell just because my name
was
Daisuke
Matsumoto.
holding Nina back with his other hand, but she wasn't making any
attempt to escape. Her long black hair was stuck to her forehead
with sweat. She wasn't shaking with fear, but she was abnormally
silent and staring anxiously at the door like she had accepted what
was to come. I couldn't understand how she could endure being so
still. If I was her I would have been out the window by now. But
maybe like me, she was also counting on Akito to protect her.
The monster ceased calling my name in her warped game
of
hide and
seek,
and all
was silent. It was so still I could hear groans of pain from
somewhere outside the room. It may have been Taisei or Souta. I
prayed that they'd stay quiet, otherwise they'd be next on her
dinner plate.
I heard the tatami mats creek and groan with every step the
vile monster took as she crept closer and closer towards us. Akito
obviously shared my anxiety, and
I could see beads of sweat
trickling down his forehead. We had taken refuge in the study, but
I doubted the books and flimsy walls would provide much support if
push came to shove.
already? Had she heard us? Or maybe she was going to finally give
up and return to whatever hell she was spawn from.
My thoughts screamed
“Please don't stop here,
whatever you do please don't open this door!”
Bang!
Suddenly the paper screen door went flying across the room. It
hit the desk and splintered into two. We all ducked down and
covered out heads to protect ourselves from the debris, but
something must have hit Nina because she let out a cry of pain.
Nina realized her mistake instantaneously and her hands flung to
her mouth, but it was already too late.
it took. The monster knew we were here. Now we were definitely done
for.
I peeked
through a gap in Akito's hasty barricade of chairs and furniture
and I found myself staring at her in horror, unable to move or look
away.
In my mind
she was a possessed demon, but all that stood before me was an
abnormally beautiful woman with long raven hair, dressed neatly in
a red summer Kimono. She was smiling pleasantly which would have
caught anyone unaware (I certainly was). She was completely
unharmed except for her charred left sleeve which was almost
blasted off by Itsuki's lightning charm. You may be wondering why
we were all so terrified and currently bleeding because of this
pretty young woman, and the answer was incomprehensible but
simple.
She was a fox
monster.
“
Found you!” She called.
Akito to have a plan (he had to have a plan) but all I could hear
was his sigh of defeat. “It looks like it's come to that,” he
said.
What! It can't be? Don't tell me he's given
in.
I thought
to myself. Akito, my teacher, had always gotten my hopes up and
quickly smashed them, apparently now wasn't going to be any
different.
eyes away from my approaching death and back to Akito, who was now
holding a knife in his right hand instead of Nina. I was uncertain
if he procured it from his clothes or desk, but the details didn't
matter anymore.
I forced
myself to feel hope. Maybe it was a magical weapon that was highly
effective against fox monsters. “Hey, Akito,” I whispered
hopefully. “What's up with the knife?” I was looking for
words of reassurance but his face was stone cold. “Akito?” I asked
again.
He grabbed me
by the shoulder to stop me from fleeing and held the knife to my
face.
“
I'm so sorry Daisuke, but I don't think we have any other
choice.”
“
What? What are you talking about Akito?”
“
I'm so sorry Daisuke,” he apologized.
“
What, so this is it?” I said. My eyes flicked from the knife
to his face which wasn't giving anything away. “Don't tell me that
I'm going to die here?”
your life flashes before your eyes once you know you're going to
die. I could see it all before me in the reflection of Akito's cold
hard blade. I was standing under the cherry blossoms at my
elementary school entrance ceremony, eating cake at my sister's
wedding, outside praying that the monster wouldn't come
tonight.
I'm sorry,
you don't know what I'm talking about do you? I've become so
immersed in this world that I often forget that regular people
don't know about the monsters lurking right under their
noses. Maybe it's best if I explain to you the events of that
morning, or the previous month, or from my first day of high
school?
No, that
still wouldn't be far enough. How about we go way back? Let's start
from the beginning. Let's go back to the day when I learned about
Obake and the fox monster for the first time.
Chapter
2
I was
five years old sitting in my Grandfather's study watching as
he dusted the shelves. I used to follow him like a shadow back
then. Normally he'd try to keep me amused by pulling funny
faces or putting the duster on his head and pretending to be
a peacock, but that day was different. That day he was a man on a
mission and there was nothing to laugh about.
remember what I told you about the Obake Daisuke?" He asked.
Obake?
I
thought to myself. I stared up at my grandfather who was patiently
waiting. I tilted my head and racked my brain for an answer, but my
mind came up blank.
questioned, wondering if it was a type of food.
He sighed and
returned his attention to the bookshelf in front of him. Grandpa's
study was amazing back then. It was full of numerous books and
scriptures, some of them hundreds of years old. He scanned his
fingers over the old volumes until he found what he was looking
for. He pulled out a worn looking book and began to flip through
the pages.
"Oh-bah-kei,"
he sounded out for me. "Are animal spirits, or monsters if you
prefer to call them, that inhabit this world. We talked about this
the other day, does it ring any bells Daisuke?”
Monsters, monsters.
It seemed vaguely familiar. Like
one of the long speeches he would give me while my attention was
elsewhere, like watching TV.
sighed. "Obake take the form of animals so they can blend in with
the natural world."
"I remember
now!" Actually I didn't, but I wanted to look smart in front of
Grandpa.
He continued
to flip through the pages until he landed on what he was looking
for, and held it up for me too see. It appeared to be a picture
book, except someone forgot to color the pages. I stared at the
image of a raccoon, or maybe it was a dog, I wasn't certain.
"There are
many animals such as dogs, cats, rabbits, wolves, or snakes, which
Obake use to disguise themselves. Pay attention to this raccoon
Daisuke. This Obake disguises itself as a harmless raccoon so that
it can blend in unnoticed. But if an opportunity presents itself,
this raccoon transforms into a monster and attacks or devours
humans."
"Attacks
humans?" My eyes scanned over the image of a giant raccoon
assaulting a village. Miniature black and white people ran away in
fear. "Wow, so this little raccoon, can turn into that giant
monster?"
"Not just
monsters Daisuke, there are also Obake who can take the form of
people."
He flipped to
another page that illustrated a wolf turning into a man. It looked
like a scene from a horror movie.
"Really?" I
questioned.
I suddenly
wondered if the strange old woman down the street was secretly a
raccoon. She certainly smelled like some sort of animal.
"How can you
tell?"
"Such Obake
usually disguise themselves as beautiful young women so they can
trick men and steal their hearts."
He turned the
page to show me a naked woman. Her hand was halfway through a man's
chest. I didn't appreciate her figure at the time, but looking back
on it now she was pretty hot, except for the bushy tail sticking
out from her behind.
He tapped his
finger on her picture. "And this is the fox, the most feared of
them all. If you run into her, your chances of survival are
slim."
"Wow."
I stared at
the picture intensely, and swore to myself that I would avoid all
naked women from now on. I was grateful that Grandpa had decided to
tell me about Obake. I never realized the world was such a
dangerous place.
"Have you
ever met an Obake Grandpa?"
Grandpa
smiled and closed the book. "More times than I can count, but
Grandpa scared them all away."
I pictured my
grandfather hobbling along after a pack of wild animals, waving his
cane to fight them off. Grandpa was obviously more awesome than I
ever expected.
"Wow that's
great Grandpa, I want to scare away Obake too. Someone has to
protect you from this heart eating lady."
He laughed.
"I hope so. Maybe when you get bigger you can give this fox monster
a run for its money."
He reached
out and ruffled my hair. His hand lingered there for a moment
before he pulled away.
From that
point on I began to look at all animals differently. I even began
to wonder if the cat next door was an evil Obake planning to kill
me.
Of course I
was sadly disappointed when no mystical Obake appeared before me,
and the neighbor's dog (which I often spoke with) never spoke back.
I even made myself a miniature paper sword, so that I could fend
off the fox monster if it suddenly attacked. I would sit on the
verandah for hours as though guarding off an Obake invasion. Little
did I know that this would be my fate in ten years time.
