The Kawaii Katacombs is a world where the creepiest yet most adorablest things come alive! Enter if you dare~!
Our first story begins with Ami. A new girl from California who needs to make friends. She moves to New York because her father is a businessman (on business) When she arrives at school instead of receiving a warm welcome, she is greeted by dozens of cold glares. As uneasy as she seems at that moment she tries her best to make friends but instead of the usual "tell me about yourself kind of thing" she lies and says she's a vampire. That's when it all began for Ami.....
"You're a vampire?" said a girl in disbelief.
"Yup" lied Ami in a proud manner.
"Then how come you can say in the light?" asked another curious student.
"I'm uhhh special like that," lied Ami again.
You sure are, thought a boy in the back of the class. This boy was the real vampire in the story. His name is Christophe Mercutio aka Chris. Chris doesn't make any friends due to his polite, gentleman-like demeanor. Chris is the kind of kid who likes tinkering with antiques from the 1700's. (If any there was a kid)
Suddenly, a pulse ravaged through Chris's body. Fangs began to grow in the bright sunlight gleaming through the window, sunrays refracting off of the monsterous teeth.A red aura surrounded him. Only he could see the demonic aura that engulfed his body and mind. He had no control. He slowly creeped toward the flock of girls waiting for his vampiric instinct to grip the flesh of his next victim.
Just then, a piece of chalk swiveled past the girls and hit Chris dirctly on his forehead leaving a whiteish, blueish streak on his face.
"Sit down everyone. Class has begun" said a very P.O. teacher.
* * *
6 hours past by gradually until the end of the day. An exausted Chris lay at the back of the room half asleep. Then the bell finally rang.
"Class dismissed" said the teacher who was equally worn out.
Ami began packing away her books. She was about to go home alone. Her lies didn't work and now she was worse off than when she came. Chris was also in the room. It was just them. Chris manevuered his way through the rows of desks and whispered over Ami's shoulder in a menacing voice.....
"You are indeed special, my princess"
The creepy voice echoed through Ami's head. Red eyes stared through her soul as she tilted her neck and blushed profusely as the vampire sank his teeth into the other "special vampire".
"A rose just as sweet right my princess?" he gurgled a small amount of blood as he said this line.
Ami's eyes turned as white as the full moon and her hair grew down to her knees and turned into a wave of dark blonde hair like the stars on the darkest night. Fangs slowly began to protude from her mouth cutting her lip as they grew. The day turned to twilight and then to pitch black in in less than a minute. The transformation was complete.
Ami gripped her neck as the wound began to heal itself. A rose tattoo covered the teethmarks still left behind. Chris smiled and fainted simultaneously as Ami did after her completion.
* * *
When Ami awoke, she was in the nurse's office along with Chris. A blanket of blood filled her shirt. When the nurse came in, he acted like this was just a regular case of dehydration. It was as if the blood soaked clothing had never been blood soaked at all. That's when Ami remembered that abrasive bite. She felt her neck. All that was there was some soft tissue and in the mirror was that rose tattoo.
"You were lucky Ms Ami", said the nurse.
"If Ms Hanson hadn't come in to correct extra papers, I'm afraid you might have been de-"
"I know! I know! I might have been in trouble for not doing homework" interrupted Ami. She didn't want to hear the word dead. Afterall, after a bite like that, aren't all vampires dead? She looked at Chris who was still sleeping soundly on a cot in the next room. Then she checked her pulse. It was still beating! How can that be!?!?! Then she felt her heart. It was beating but barely. It ws like she was dead, but had been revived by something. The nurse's office had no electicutor thingys and the nurse would never have arrived on time anyway. How was it that Ami was still alive? It can only mean one thing. Or maybe a few things. Either Chris revived her via his vampire abilities (even though he had no reason after he drained her shriveled corpse), Ami revived herself (even though it is extremely rare for a once dead person to comeback on their own) or Ms. Hanson the teacher did something weird to save Ami's life and Chris's soul.....
I have to physically go through the steps myself in order to teach someone.
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Cake. The basis of life. People will not know the full wonders of it until they have actually tasted it sweet, delectable goodness. The pink frosting carefully entwined with the white, along the borders. The creamy white roses with gently sprinkled rainbow pieces. The loving message engraved on the top of the cake, just above the core of happiness. The layers upon layers of rich vanilla (or chocolate or strawberry or other flavor) cake slathered with delicious frosting. The tropical fruit that just can't wait to be eaten. Ice cream on the side melting with your breath. The calories? Carbs? Fat? Why worry? Its cake! Cake is happiness. Everyone deserves to be happy. (Cake controls your happiness. If its able to control a person's emotions, it has the ability to rule the world. Don't underestimate cake.)
People should say yay once a day to keep the psychologist away.
My thoughts on what would happen if L had lived. (Light's death doesn't matter. The world's better off )
Let's say L was supposed to die at hmmm......11:45 am on March 27, 2009. What would happen if he figured out a way to negate the Death Note's effect.
"I've got it," L exclaimed. "I've figured out how to subdue the Death Note's effect. I'm unsure how long this may last though," he said as he placed a mirror inside the pages of his Death Note.
"As long as I have this mirror, I might somehow 'reflect' Kira's power," L said as he bit his thumb. Then he looked at a large screen which showed a close-up of Light's head. 2%. That percentage ruminated in L's mind.
"Logically, the chance of Light being Kira is 2%. However, my intuition tells me something else. I feel like he is Kira," he pondered. "Wata.....," but before he could finish, a sharp pain jolted across his chest. It felt as if a knife with electric blades had slashed its way through his heart. With all of his strength, he reached for his Death Note that held the mirror. The pain had stopped instantaneously. It would now be reflected onto Kira, he thought.
L looked at the computer screen. Sure enough, Light was clutching his chest, gasping for air. L's eyes narrowed. This was no trick. This was Light dying. This was Kira dying. Then Light dropped to the floor, his eyes open, fixed upon an invisible being. His lips moved, slightly with no words coming out. After that, he laid there for 10 minutes, without moving. Suddenly, Mr. Yagami came sprinting across the hall after his dead son. He screamed hysterically while cursing at the ceiling. Tears, streamed from his eyes. (Author's Note: I couldn't remember if Light's dad died before or after L died. Just go with the flow and pretend I'm right.)
L turned off his computer and spun his chair around. "This would be awkward if Mr. Yagami found out I was watching his son die for 10 minutes without doing anything about it." Then he picked up a small camcorder and set it on his desk. He attached 5 wires to the ulterior. He turned it on and found himself on his own monitor. Not only was he on his own monitor, he was broadcasting to the world similtaniously, regardless of timezones.
"I have defeated Kira," L proclaimed in a voice deeper than his own. "He is no longer a threat to criminals or their families. The identity will be kept confidential even to those of the United Nations. I will not say anymore except that you should return to your normal lives without worry. That is all."
He turned off the power and sighed. Now what will I do? L wondered. This Kira business has taken 2 years. Is it time I retire? They have already found my successors. Questions raveged through L's brain.
"Maybe I should start my own candy store and bakery," L grinned. "I'll still investigate from behind the shadows like I've always done. Only I'll stay in Japan and do it locally," L decided. "I think the first thing on the menu for my new bakery will be something to honor Light. The Kira Kupcake has a nice ring to it. So does the Death by Death Note Chocolate Cake. Maybe the Shinigami Shortcake?" L softly chuckled to himself.
I hoped everyone liked it. I was having fun making the names of the sweets L would be selling. I'm quite fond of Shinigami Shortcake. I can imagine it being a personal sized treat and square. It would have black frosting with a strawberry on top. The inside would be vanilla flavored and spongey with a layer of strawberry flavored whipped cream.
Me:While the world is going to hell with corrupt politics, economic depression and poorly educated youth, lets here what Pikachu has to say!
Pikachu: Pii Pikachu
Me:Exactly All you can say is your name or its syllables. Nothing more, nothing less. Your moeness gives off a creepy feeling of despair like no other. It makes one feel as if this world is coming to an end by cute yellow rodents that spark from their cheeks. Tell me Pikachu, how do you think this world will end?
Pikachu: PIIIKAAACHUUUU~! PIKA PIKA CHUUUUU!
Me: Well. I'm sorry I offended you. You wanna have your little boy accessory save you? Oh Ash! I'm gonna steal your pikachu! I'm gonna hand him over to Team Rocket in a rubber cage with no insulation for breathing because he intends to destroy the world with moe!
Pikachu: *shifty eyes*
Me: THEN HE'S GONNA PIMP ALL THE GIRLS YOU EVER CAME IN CONTACT WITH INCLUDING MISTY, MAY, DAWN, AND YOUR MOTHER!!!
Pikachu:*jumps onto me and scratches with all its fury then electricutes me with 50,000 volts to shut me up. Then after I stop moving, he drags me into a dark closet and locks the door*
Pikachu: Pikachu. Chu.
3 hours later.....
Me: I knew that rodent was bad news. He's got nothing but moe and electricity coarsing through his veins. *takes out pokeball and throws it against the wall unleashing Raichu.* Let's go Raichu. We have some unfinished business to take care of.
To be continued?