Onihunter Yuna

127 Unyielding

Nothing happened. "Open up!" She let all her anguish and rage out in an outcry, and another blow with the Katana at the door.

Her parents watched her worried. "Yuna ..."

She kept on hitting the door. "OPEN UP!"

"It's pointless." Yoshiro leaned in the kitchen door and watched her continue to struggle.

"SHUT YOUR MOUTH!" On and on, the blade hit against the door.

Her father stepped closer. "Child. It's no use. Accept it."

"No way! I'll get out of here! I can do it!"

The adults exchanged a worried glance. The men went to the living room and left the women behind at the door. As if possessed, the girl still pounded with the sword against the door. She pinched the blade between the door and the frame and tried to pry it open, but without success.

"What is with Yuna?" Mai asked worried, while standing in the hallway, watching her sister's fight.

The mother peered over her shoulder to her second youngest daughter. "She's very angry. Leave her alone at the moment," whispered Kaori.

Disappointment lay down on the face of the little girl. "Then she won't play with me afterwards?"

"Give her some time. She will play with you at some point."

"Okay." The little girl strolled to the living room with her teddy bear.

Yuna leaned on the handle of the sword. Tears streamed down her face. "What have I done to you? Why do you hate me so much? Wasn't I a good girl? Wasn't I behaving most of the time? What did I do, that you take everything away from me?" she whispered.

"Who are you talking to?" asked her mother.

"God."

"Hm."

"I hate God."

Kaori spoke on in a soothing tone. "My dear. It just shouldn't be."

Her daughter turned to her and screamed furiously, "I still had my whole life ahead of me!"

The older woman closed her blue eyes. "Please don't get this wrong from me, but your sisters had it worse. Be thankful for what you had."

"Thankful for what?! That my life was a single nightmare?" Her eyes flashed. "Of course ..."

"Yuna?" The huntress lifted the sword and pointed the tip to her body. "Honey ... don't," her mother begged.

"No ... this is only a nightmare."

She rammed the sword into her stomach. The blade slipped through her without problems. She felt no pain. No blood flowed. Disheartened, she let go of the handle, and let her shoulders hang down.

"I'm sorry, honey." Kaori looked worried at her big girl.

The blue-haired sank to her knees. She began to sob and slowly started to cry. The adult knelt beside her, removed the sword, and pulled her eldest daughter into a hug.

"I'm so sorry, Yuna," she whispered.

The high-school girl wept dissolved. "It just can't be true."

"I'm sorry." The mother stroked the huntress gently. "I'll hold you until you'll be alright. Even if it takes forever."

"I can't take this. I want to live. I want to see Yui and my friends again. What was the purpose of destroying Tirr when I had to give my life for it?"