This a series I came up with a couple years back. I'm ust now putting it into writting nd hope to put it into a manga some timesoon. Momiji is based on one of my best friends.
Guidence
Chapter 1 p.1
Crash!
Bang!
Clash!
The sounds of a battle ring out across the Taigaa forest. Unfortunately for Aiko no one is around to hear it.
Grrrrrr. "Die you son of *censored*!" Aiko lashed out at the traitor. He dodged her attack and moved behind her.
"Heh. Seems you're not as good as I thought you were." Sorit had a smugg little grin on his face now.
"Oh really?" Aiko had now adopted her own little smug look. She quickly twisted around and threw one of her daggers at him.
Sorit barely was able to dodge the dagger and is severly wounded in the side and is fored to kneel down.
"Heh, heh, heh. Very nicely done Aiko. This battle has gone on long enough though. Don't you agree?" His eyes then turned red and he smiled to reveal menacing fangs and a forked tounge. Then in a flash he was gone and reappeared behind Aiko.
Gasp. She quickly turned aroud to defend herself. She was fast enough to face him but not to defend herself. He drove his hand into her chest and tightly gripped her heart. Aiko gasps for air and her eyes widen. Then when Sorit pulls his hand he pulls Aiko's heart out as well. She collaspes to the ground and he admires his prize.
"Hmmm. Sorry Aiko but don't it's for a very good cause. MuhahaHAHAHA!" He then turns and retreats to the shadows.
As Aiko bleeds out all the light in her eyes slowly faded away.
"Hmmmmm. That coward how dare he walk away from me... uuunnnn." She then sat up and looked in horror her dead body. "No. No." She looked at her hands saw her body threw them. "No, this isn't real, it isn't real. No, sobno, NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
"Momiji. Momiji. MOMIJI HATAKA!"
"Die...oh du du."
"Miss Hataka perhaps you might get more from this lesson if you were AWAKE."
"Ahem. Sorry Mrs. Orweige."
"Just try to stay awake the remaining two minutes."
"Okay." Momiji sheepishly sinked into her seat as the rest of the class laughed away.
"Heh, hard to believe she Master Zhoomto's daughter." a boy sitting a couple rows over whispered to his friend.
"I know she's so stupid." The two boys began giggle to each other.
"Mr. Orko and Mr. Norg, would you like to share your conversation with the rest of the class?" 
"No not really." Gonl Orko and Dae Norg said sheepishly and in unison.
"Alright then so if any one else wants keep this class from moving lets get back to..." BBBBBRRRRRIIIINNNNNGGG! The end of the day bell had just rung and Mrs. Orweige did not look happy. "...subject."
