Hello. Here is the new version of my story that was previously called 'Daisuke' I hope to turn this into an ebook one day so any criticism. Good or bad, would be much appreciated.

Now on with the Show!

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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 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!"

The image of 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!"

My mouth 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.

Akito was 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.

Did she know 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.

That was all 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.

I expected 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.

I tore my 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?"

They say that 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.

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What do you think? Please let me know :)

Wow, Daisuke looks like he's about to meet his end, but how did things turn out this way? Find out soon in Chapter 2 :)

M C Queen :)