Disclaimer:  I don't own fatal frame 2 or its characters.  I am just borrowing them and am not profiting from this poorly written story.

A/N:  This is just a repost, so it might look familiar.  My pen name got erased without any warnings or anything and I lost all of my review and several of my stories.  Luckily, I had an extra copy of this still on my computer.  Please enjoy.

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Mio... I'm sorry I left you all alone.  I know you must be terrified.  I am.  I know you don't understand why I have to leave now, but I don't want you to get hurt.  This village... it calls to me, beckons me further into its endless depth of blood and darkness.  All of the people who died here still suffer, because they cannot ever leave this village.  The same thing will happen to us. 

It has already begun.  The eternal madness of the Forbidden Ritual has begun once again.  I can feel it.  In the core of my soul, I can feel the pull of my own weakness drawing me...drawing me in...just like the crimson butterflies. 

I don't want you to ever feel this.  It is a misery that I never want you to experience if I can help it.  If I leave, maybe you will be spared.  If I can just offer myself, maybe they will let you leave this cursed village without being devoured by your own self doubt and hatred.  It would destroy you.  It destroyed them...her. 

The twins who were sacrificed...one sister killed the other.  It overwhelmed them.  It tore them apart, and I know that we promised that we would always be together, but...

I don't think I can keep it. 

I'm sorry... Please understand...

I want to protect you the way you always protect me.  I am your big sister and I want you to be safe, regardless of what happens to me.  I feel so weak when I can't protect you from everything...from this place...from myself.  I am always a burden to you because of my weakness...physically, emotionally...spiritually.  I have always been more tuned in to the spiritual world than you, and, ironically, I was always grateful for that.  It meant that you didn't have to know all of the terrible things that existed beyond our physical realm.  You didn't have to see the terrors of countless apparitions as they wandered the earth for whatever reasons.  I was the one to see them and be influenced by them and hurt by them...not you.

I am grateful for that.

If one of us must suffer and die for the other to escape and live, I will gladly give my life.  I just hope that it is not too late for you to escape the endless ceremony and ritual.  Maybe if I run away, you will have time to get out. 

I can hear the endless laughter of this woman... I have no idea who she is, but it sounds like the woman who was mentioned in the woman's notebook.  It pierces into my mind and terrifies me, but I won't give up.  I have to keep going so that you might be free of the torment in this place. 

I have to...because...

I love you too much.

I love you too much to see you forever overcome with hatred and bitterness, like all of the other victims in this village...to see you tormented and terrified with no end to the nightmare...no end to the darkness in your own heart...

I want you to be happy, little sister.  I love you too much to see you not happy.  Please forgive me, but I will make sure you are happy no matter the cost...even if that cost... is me. 

~*~ Owari ~*~

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A/N:  This is just my take on how Mayu feels.  I could be way off and I know my writing abilities suck, so you don't need to flame me and tell me what I already know.