My first ever Bloody Roar fic

By Erin Prazan

Chapter One * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

Scientists Log

Log Number 009861

Date: August 14, 2004

{Voice} Our experiments in gene fusion have so far been a complete success in our animal test subjects. We are ready to begin tests on human test subjects. Unfortunately, because of the high risks from this process, no living human being is willing to help us in our research. We have come up with no other choice. We must take subjects by force.

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{Searching.}

{Searching.}

{Compatible Subject Located}

{Age: 16}

{Height: 5' 6"}

{Weight: 137lbs}

{Hair Color: Light Brown}

{Eye Coloration: Blue}

{Location: Omaha, NE}

{Name: Erin Prazan}

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It was a balmy afternoon as the late afternoon sun gleamed off of a 16 year old girl's golden hair. She was waiting for her mother to pick her up after her weekly Kendo class. Her swords and bogu where resting in there cases next to her. "Where's Mom?" Grumbled the girl to herself. Everyone else in her class had already left, and even though the girl knew her mother would be running late, she wasn't too patient beings she didn't have her watch. "Ugh, this is the late time I let dad borrow my damn car! Or when I refuse to borrow Mom's" Her father had borrowed her car to pick someone up from the airport when his car had a loose spark plug. The girl's mother needed to run errands that afternoon, so she had offered to give the girl a ride. The girl leaned back on her bogu bag, closed her eyes, only to open them again when her cell phone rang.

"Hey Erin! What's up?"

"Oh hey Ruth." The girl, Erin answered. "I'm still sitting here waiting for Mom. She should be here pretty soon though." Erin added quickly, knowing how Ruth was always willing to put her own duties aside and help someone out. Erin knew Ruth had to get her stuff done before she had work and school that following Monday, and Erin didn't want to intrude.

Little known to Erin, a camera was watching her every move, taking down data.

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{Computing}

{Subject Status: Alone, fatigued, speaking with familiar on portable device.}

{Time: 4:01 PM}

{Date: August 11, 2005 Saturday}

{Awaiting further commands}

{Processing}

{Processing}

{New Command Received}

{Sending data to receiver}

{Sending data to receiver 009875341}

{Sending}

{Sending}

{Sending Complete}

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"OK, talk to you later Ruth." Erin said before hitting the power button. She sighed and leaned back against the bag, closing her eyes and breathed deeply. If her mom was going to be late, she might as well take a nap. It was quiet out, but the man slinking up behind her was quieter. Careful not to step on any leaves or twigs, he slowly crept up behind Erin, a rag filled with chloroform in his hand.

*Just stay sleeping and we won't have any problems.* the man mentally willed Erin as he crept closer. But Erin's senses were keener then he thought, because she senses his presence and shot up bolt right. Out of reflex, Erin grabbed her Shinai and held it out in front of her in stance, not knowing what this guy wanted, but she guessed it wasn't good. "Just put the stick down girlie and you won't get hurt." The gut coaxed, trying to get Erin to drop her guard long enough to allow him to grab her.

"Fuck. off." Erin gasped in between in takes of calming breathe. "I don't know why you're here, but my instincts tell me it ain't good." Erin raised the bamboo sword over her head, and brought it down hard in a nice kote. The man yelped in pain, grabbing his wrist, chilling the pain with the cool feel of the chloroform coated rag. Erin raised her Shinai again, and was about to perform a perfect mien when the man grabbed the bamboo blade. *Oh. shit.* Erin mentally swore, staring in fear as the Shinai was yanked from her hands and her knees buckled slightly as the Shinai was brought down hard on her head. Concentrating hard not to cry out in pain, Erin allowed the movement of her legs buckling to allow her to grab another weapon from her sword bag, her katana. She didn't want this man to have her, even if it meant she would have to run him through with the attack Saitoh used in Rurouni Kenshin. Erin took the stance and aimed straight at the man's shoulder, just so she would be able to defend herself.

The man was know gripping the handle of the Shinai tightly, waiting for Erin to put her guard down. *This girl's got spirit, I'll give her that. But this ends now.* With a lunge, the man shot forward, holding the Shinai outstretched in front of him. Erin also shot forward, her sword still held in its starting position. But before the blade could make contact with the man's shoulder, the man ducked down, and with a quick jolt of his wrist, thrust the Shinai tip into Erin's stomach. As the Shinai wasn't a real sword and was made entirely of bamboo, Erin wasn't severely hurt, only the wind knocked out of her. This gave the man time. As Erin dropped her sword from the force of the blow, the man reached up and pressed the chloroform covered rag over Erin's mouth and nose. The sweet smell wafted in Erin's nostrils, clouding her mind. Erin's blue eyes glazed over, her eye lids became heavy and droopy, until Erin passed out all together.