Whispers From Winter (Chapter Four) Mayuri FanficWhispers From Winter (Chapter Four) Mayuri Fanfic by *Phantom-Constance
I went down into the cafeteria, hoping I could scoop up some bags of chips and bottles of water. This late at night no one will question my serious ‘binge’ of chips. But, in a way I dreadfully wanted to be around people. My fingers were still shaking violently, and I fumbled with the bags of chips as if they were a football. The only people actually here were night crew cleaners and the 3rd shift nurses. I felt lonely, scared…and I wanted Mayuri around me. That odd man somehow gave me comfort in his presence, despite his interesting appearance. I wished for answers so badly I was half willing to give a leg for them.
I return to my massage room, locking the door behind me. I drop the stash of chips and water onto the massage table with an obnoxious thud. My crow jumps in alarm, cocking his head to the left with a curious glow to his eyes.
“Hey, this is for you.” I growl in apathy.
The crow squawks lightly, fluttering over to the table.
Whispers From Winter (Chapter Five) Mayuri FanficWhispers From Winter (Chapter Five) Mayuri Fanfic by *Phantom-Constance
My eyes move behind my eyelids like a butterfly trying to escape a net. I heard wind chimes, lots and lots of wind-chimes. They rang out with a brass melody, their skin must be bronze. I swirl my fingers back and forth, silk and cotton running between my digits. I attempt to move my delicate legs, but it does not happen. Muffled voices soon collide with the sound of the wind-chimes. Why can’t I open my eyes? I try to scream, but it was useless. Goosebumps ride my skin as something very, very icy touches my right foot. I attempt to yank it back, but once more, my leg ignores my wishes. As times passes back, and the fog begins to clear from my racing mind, I can begin to make out legitimate words.
“I don’t see anything unusual about her; she’s just a mundane girl.”
Mundane…where have I heard that before? Wait, Mayuri?
“It’s best she stays in the hospital till tomorrow, I will run some more tests to make sure it isn’t som
Whispers From Winter (Chapter Six) Mayuri FanficWhispers From Winter (Chapter Six) Mayuri Fanfic by *Phantom-Constance
The room felt like ice, a strange pink mist was billowing across the floor like a fog. An arctic, cold sensation seeps down my arms and begins to run downs my legs. My eyes quiver inside my head as I peer down to see blood pooling on the floor beneath me. I hold my breath, waiting for what fate has next. I follow the point of blood flow, noticing a long gold sliver of metal sticking through black flesh. I force myself to breathe in, my heartbeat audible in my ear drums as the room came deathly silent.
“You’re such a pain.”
Mayuri violently says, yanking a sword out from the beast. My body crashes to the ground, my scrubs soaked in blood. I flop over onto my back and scurry backwards until I hit the door. Standing in front of the moonlight was a man whose hair was blue, but formed to look like a pharaoh’s crown. He had his face painted black and white, and his grin was a golden color, just as the metal that wove around the edges of his face. He wore
Whispers From Winter (Chapter Seven) Mayuri FanficWhispers From Winter (Chapter Seven) Mayuri Fanfic by *Phantom-Constance
I try to stay quiet as he drags me through the streets of this city, but I just couldn’t keep my mouth shut.
“What is this placed called?”
“It is called Soul Society; Seireitei. It is where you go when you pass in the world of the living.” He answers with a bit of less attitude.
My voice cracks in alarm “Wait…wait so I’m dead?”
“No, idiot, I just brought you here.” He sneers with agitation.
“What are you going to do with me?” I ask with a delicate voice, my eyes half open as I await his potent answer.
“When we get back to my lab, I will have my Lieutenant Nemu help you shower and eat.”
“I can give myself a bath and eat you know…I’m not challenged.” I argue, watching as an eerie black butterfly passes by.
His lips part as he sighs “I do not want you by yourself.”
My heart skips a beat as peer up at the back of his head, well blue hairy head. I dou
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