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An anime fan fic: Blood Red Snow


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This might be in the wrong area, but I didn't see a place for fan fics, so if it is in the wrong place feel free to move it.

Heres the first chapter of many to come, hope you like it. Feel free to give me feedback on what you thought, or any suggestions. :catgirl: Also the storyline of the first manga I'm trying to draw. Wish me luck.


The villlage of the silent snow, thats what they called it. A small village deep within the snowy, white woods of Syrindea. It is here that they lived, the white fox tribe. Known for there peacefull ways not much happened in their quiet homes. Yuki, a halfbreed, who's mother was a beautifull women with flowing white hair. This is where he must have gotten his hair he though as he leaned against the tree, staring out at the glistining lake before him. Yet his father, a fox demon, whos strength in battle was matched only by the love for his wife. This, Yuki thought, must be where he got the fox ears that lie on top of his head, along with the bushy white tail. His claws as well he thought as he looked at his white furred hands and feet, these were only good for battle, useless in a place like this. The wind began to blow, rustling his loose shirt and making him smile slightly. "It's so peacefull hear, this is what life was meant to be." He whispered to himself as he began to drift into sleep.

Smoke! Gripping his neck Yuki awoke to a suficating grey fog, an unatural wind blowing with the heat of a searing flame. In the distance flikers a shining light. "No"Yuki thought, it's comming from the village. Yuki leaped to his feet, the damp snow crackling under his bare feet. Running as fast as he could through the forest he raced towards the inferno, now clearly visible above the trees. Stamina was no problem, fox breeds were know for there swiftness, but still, was he to late. Yuki leaped through the trees into a clearing, seeing the devistation before him with unbeleiving eyes. In the distance, the shapes of armored figures, torches still lit, the blades of there spears stained red with blood. The smoke was to thick to make out who they were, the fires to hot to move any closer. yuki watched with shinning tears and a brocken heart, watches as his home, his friends, his family burned to the grown before him. that night Yuki, a now lonely boy of eight, begane to learn what hate, sadness, and vengance really meant.

The next morning the fires had died, leaving only the smoldering embers of the burning light. Yuki, walked into the ruins of home, thinking of where all the houses used to be at, thinking where his own used to sit. Yuki aproached the remains of his house, slowly steping to where the door once was. Yuki fell to his knees at the sight he beholded before him, the seared corpses of his father holding his mother in his arms. What could he do now, how would he live without anyone? these are questions he asked himself over and over, only to get the reply of cold wind to his tear wet cheaks.

There, something still stood in the back of the burned wood frame, a black stone chest, where his family would keep all there valuables. He slid the stone slab top off to reveal his fathers leg armor, black steel glistinging in the sun. The sword his father had used, still in it's leather sheath. Last, a circled cross with a claw dangling from it, the sign of the fox tribe and his mothers necklace. Gathering up these few possesions, he decided what he must do. Yuki put on his fathers armor, tied his sword to the back of his waist, and hung the cross around his neck. These symbols alone must give him the strength to go forward. He would avenge his village, his home, his family. The army that attacked them would pay with there lives, no, there very souls.

This was eight long years ago, Yuki has grown since then, both in mind and body. But still he seeks the ones who burned his village, the steel of his sword seeking the heart of their ruthless king. Revenge would mean blood, either that of his enemies, or the blood pooring from his dying body. Till death take him, he shall search for those he must kill.
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[COLOR=DeepSkyBlue]Welcome to OtakuBoards [B]Fox Hear[/B]t,

You are correct in that this is not the correct place to post a fan fiction. The correct place would be here: [URL=http://www.otakuboards.com/forumdisplay.php?f=87][U]OB Anthology[/U][/URL] However, since all threads in that section have rules that must be followed, which include giving your fan fiction a rating I am going to go ahead and close this as you will need to re-post it with the correct rating anyway.

I suggest you take a moment to become more familiar with the Rules and FAQ located on the left side of the forum and any other rules pertaining to the section you wish to post in. So be sure to take a look at the sticky located in OB Anthology before you repost this thread. If you have any questions feel free to pm myself or another member of the staff. ~indifference

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