Carefully he slid his thumb over her still rosy lips. He felt how coldness took hold of her body and all that warmth, which was flowing in her shortly before, drained from her. He still held her tightly in his arms. Shinichi had never been seen so stunned. It brought tears to the eyes of all those who could remember what happened.
"Why, she was still so young ... why SHE HAD TO DIE !!" Desperately he gritted his teeth. His voice was broken. He knew never again that he would be able to live as he did before his transformation. His hand now slid emotionally through silky hair, he was visibly unable to break away from her. Too great was his pain at her loss and too deep the guilt for her.
"It resembles a doll made of porcelain. Lifeless, but indescribably beautiful. I would never have thought that there were such beings on earth."
Ran stepped up to him noiselessly. Her face was filled with admiration, but her tears made the pain only too clear."She is a being of darkness. She is one of us. She is ... my beloved."
A group of black-clad men had entered the room unnoticed. They enclosed the group of mourners.
"Who would have thought that there would still be people like her who are ready to die for something."
His steps were smooth, they stepped noiselessly through the silence. How many times before must he have wandered through the darkness in such a way that he was now in control of it.
It was only half illuminated by the light of the moon. His eyes, so green and passionate, had seen a lot of suffering. But it had never affected him himself. Still noiseless, he slid to his knees. He kissed her face with both hands. Everyone knew it was a kiss goodbye. His chin-length hair, which was also black, brushed her cheeks and neck. Only painfully did he manage to break away from her. Because he was by her side for too long. She always tolerated him, only this one time.She knew what was going to happen and how it would end.
"Who are you? ... and how did you get in here?"
Shinichi seemed a little confused. He was clearly unable to use his mind. Not today, not at that moment.
"We are those. Theirs."
Their lover, they now knew, looked into his face. He wasn't much older than Shinichi, but something. But his demeanor, the way he spoke, his demeanor, all of that gave him something mature.
"I will tell you more about her if you will. But in return, we ask that you let us go with her."
His voice sounded so soft, but at the same time, he controlled it. It was impossible for them to oppose him. Even if they wanted to, they couldn't.
His hand was still on her cheek. Then he started her story. A story that became the end of the story.

"She was four when I first saw her. Already there, when. I couldn't take my eyes off her.But whenever I saw her, she was sad. I stepped up to her, asked her what she was thinking. But her answer was just a question. If one asks a question like this at the age of four, it is certain that it will be meaningful. After we met a few times, she asked me if I would protect her. She asked me to go away with her. More and more who thought like her joined her. She gave them what was most important to them and what they have been looking for to this day. In return, we did what she asked us to do. We didn't murder for our pleasure, she would never have allowed that. We taught ourselves to move like shadows. We learned to see and hear everything that you could not see. She feared nothing, neither death nor life. Then one day, she told us about her brother, about you.
There was a second black organization that tried to copy us. Sythania knew this, which is why she asked us to watch you.At that time, she was hunted by them. And then one day they had it. They made poisons out of their blood, because according to rumors she was not human. Happy journey, she managed to escape. When she heard that you had disappeared, she knew that something had happened to you. She searched for the antidote for a long time until she finally found it. But this was not kept secret from the organization. They hunted her again using you. But before they could achieve their goal, she smashed them. In this fight, she was injured. "

With a slight shiver, he stroked her wound, from which just before so much blood had flowed and now came to a standstill. It's amazing how everything suddenly stops living.
Undeterred, he continued his story. Still his voice came out, soft and determined, whereby his movements remained silent.

"Often she asked me the same question, the same one she gave me back then. Everyone may ask this question, but whoever she did it always sounded honest.Your question was simply, Who can I trust and who trusts me? <. When I saw her for the last time and revealed my feelings to her, she just smiled and said> Your trust gave me hope, your love gave me life. If I could live my life again, I would choose the path with you. But there is one thing you must never forget ... my beloved. There are few who are worthy of trust, and he is one of them. If I were to turn away from him now, my life, yours and all those who followed us, would be in vain.
His last words wrapped in their hearts again. The rain was still slamming razor-sharp against the windows. But Shinichi remained unsolved one question.
"What's up with the sword and the dragon?"
A smile appeared on the unknown lips, reminiscent of memory.
"It was only these two things that she ever asked of me. They are the seals of my oath."While he got up and took Sythania's body with him, he added in his mind.
> An oath that I gave to serve her and to protect you. <
As agreed, they were not stopped. They disappeared like the shadows from which they were created.

The lives of those who heard her story went back to normal. Shinichi knew that he was always being watched, but that didn't bother him. Because whenever he thought he was certain of her looks, the feeling of his sister surrounded him.
As for Nemec, Sythania's lover and his people, the police covered them for everything they did.
On the hill, from which one could see the whole estate, lay under a wonderful cherry tree, a lonely grave that couldn't be more beautiful. Whenever the rain fell on them and the wind rubbed against them, they heard her voice whispering to them.

~ END ~
Demon Shadow