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"My name is Kakeru Kyuuketsuki. I fear my memory may finally be dwindling and while I sit here watching over my clumsy cousin's daughter at play, I feel the urgent need to write my story before my mind leaves me completely. I ask that while you read this, you keep an open mind and remember that nothing is impossible if you can believe in the improbable. I ask that you try to believe that everything that you read here is true, no matter how awful or unlikely things may seem. And I ask you to remember that humans often create the monsters they fear; it is a vicious cycle that will repeat itself for many centuries to come. And now, without delaying you with drabble any longer, this is my story.

"I was born as Hakumei Mikazuki exactly 4000 years ago in what is now Kyoto, Japan. My family was nothing special, just some farmers, always working yet always poor. I was a happy girl with her parents' love. I also had the love of a certain young boy. His name was Shinonome Ookamiotoko. I met him when I was three... He was four. He was my best friend... And my predetermined husband. I could not have asked to have a more suitable man to love me for the rest of eternity. As far as we were concerned, life was perfect.

"I was sixteen, I believe, when my world was ripped out from under my feet. No, I should not say that. This day only marked the beginning of what was to come. My sixteenth birthday was when that man, that scientist, came to our house; this was the man that ruined me. I do not remember his name, I do not believe he ever mentioned what it was, not that it really mattered.

"That man came to our home, looking for volunteers for some experiments he wanted to do. He said he wanted to further our technology, to make all our lives easier. With the little we had, we decided that was a good idea; we were all tired of working so hard and getting so little in return. My father told the scientist that he would give that man his wife, but my mother was a sickly woman and that man told my father that she would not be a good test subject. Then, surprising us all, he offered to buy me. Buy me. He came, telling us he was looking for volunteers, and he offers to buy me. Needing the money, my father agreed.

"Ookamiotoko, the kind man that he was, begged me not to go. Sadly, I told him that it was not my decision. He then went to my father, but my father was a stubborn man and scolded Ookamiotoko for even suggesting the thought and claimed that Ookamiotoko was trying to shame him by having him go back on a bargain. It was then that my fiancé went to the scientist, but that man was just as stubborn as my father. Ookamiotoko's loyalty to me was more powerful than the defeat that he was feeling so he did the unthinkable. He told the scientist that if he took me, that he had to take him as well. At two for the price of one, how could that man have resisted? He agreed and my fiancé and I were prisoners together. Little did we know, that was exactly what the scientist had been counting on from the beginning.

"Six months. That was how long it took for my fiancé to succumb to the testing. No, no, not like that; he did not die, but from what he went through for the following month, I almost wish he had. The two of us were badly scarred; the scientist did the exact same experiments on both us, to see the different reactions the tests had on each gender. But then, as we sat in our cell, Ookamiotoko was starting to sweat profusely. His fever was getting out of control and his temper grew just as much. He begged me to make the heat stop, but there was little I could do. The most I could do for my poor fiancé was put my hands on his forehead. My hands were always cold, my mother used to jokingly call me her little zombie, and the cold felt even better on his unbearably hot skin.

"It was a few days later that we saw the true effects the tests were having on Ookamiotoko. At first, we were not sure what was happening. His teeth became longer and sharper, his hair became thick and coarse, and he started to become taller. One night, on a full moon, it happened. I had just returned from being tested on and found my fiancé on all fours like some sort of animal. His gaze drifted to mine and he looked at me as if asking me not to come any closer. Then his eyes snapped shut and he cringed in what I believe was pain and his body changed. In front of me was the largest wolf I had ever seen. He then fell to the floor, sending a puff of dust into the air.

"I ran to his side at once, trying to calm and reassure him that I did not care if he was no longer human. I would love him until the day I died, which, in our case, could have been very soon. Ookamiotoko transformed back into his human form a week later. I did not see him for a while after that, for the scientist had taken him away to perform the mounds of backed up experiments on him.

"For a time, nothing happened to me. The scientist was getting frustrated at my body's resistance to him. He finally got what he wanted four days before my seventeenth birthday, also my wedding day. Mixed together in a cup was a silvery liquid that looked much like melted metal. He tried to make me drink it, but for once, I refused. The liquid looked very deadly and I did not want to die without being called a wife first. My selfishness was my downfall. The scientist took one of his surgical knives and cut an opening just above my collar bone. He then poured the liquid onto the wound and proceeded in sewing it shut.

"At first, I felt almost nothing. Just a dull ache, nothing more. Then, as I sat back down in our cell, my neck felt like it was on fire and it was quickly spreading. My fiancé would try continuously to sooth me, but to no avail. The heat emitting from his body just made the fire in me that much worse. After two days, the burning in my body subsided and I could move without any pain. I looked at Ookamiotoko, hoping to see relief on his face. What I saw instead was shock and a little fear, probably the way I had looked when he transformed. And the world was so much clearer … I could see and hear absolutely everything. I inhaled to test my sense of smell, which was fantastic, but I realized quickly that the intake of breath did not relieve my lungs. I placed a hand over my heart, to make sure I could keep it in place when it started to pound out of my chest from excitement. There was no heartbeat. Not even an weak arrhythmia. That must be why Ookamiotoko had been so shocked. I really was my mother's little zombie at that point.”

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"My name is Kakeru Kyuuketsuki. I fear my memory may finally be dwindling and while I sit here watching over my clumsy cousin's daughter at play, I feel the urgent need to write my story before my mind leaves me completely. I ask that while you read this, you keep an open mind and remember that nothing is impossible if you can believe in the improbable. I ask that you try to believe that everything that you read here is true, no matter how awful or unlikely things may seem. And I ask you to remember that humans often create the monsters they fear; it is a vicious cycle that will repeat itself for many centuries to come. And now, without delaying you with drabble any longer, this is my story.

"I was born as Hakumei Mikazuki exactly 4000 years ago in what is now Kyoto, Japan. My family was nothing special, just some farmers, always working yet always poor. I was a happy girl with her parents' love. I also had the love of a certain young boy. His name was Shinonome Ookamiotoko. I met him when I was three... He was four. He was my best friend... And my predetermined husband. I could not have asked to have a more suitable man to love me for the rest of eternity. As far as we were concerned, life was perfect.

"I was sixteen, I believe, when my world was ripped out from under my feet. No, I should not say that. This day only marked the beginning of what was to come. My sixteenth birthday was when that man, that scientist, came to our house; this was the man that ruined me. I do not remember his name, I do not believe he ever mentioned what it was, not that it really mattered.

"That man came to our home, looking for volunteers for some experiments he wanted to do. He said he wanted to further our technology, to make all our lives easier. With the little we had, we decided that was a good idea; we were all tired of working so hard and getting so little in return. My father told the scientist that he would give that man his wife, but my mother was a sickly woman and that man told my father that she would not be a good test subject. Then, surprising us all, he offered to buy me. Buy me. He came, telling us he was looking for volunteers, and he offers to buy me. Needing the money, my father agreed.

"Ookamiotoko, the kind man that he was, begged me not to go. Sadly, I told him that it was not my decision. He then went to my father, but my father was a stubborn man and scolded Ookamiotoko for even suggesting the thought and claimed that Ookamiotoko was trying to shame him by having him go back on a bargain. It was then that my fiancé went to the scientist, but that man was just as stubborn as my father. Ookamiotoko's loyalty to me was more powerful than the defeat that he was feeling so he did the unthinkable. He told the scientist that if he took me, that he had to take him as well. At two for the price of one, how could that man have resisted? He agreed and my fiancé and I were prisoners together. Little did we know, that was exactly what the scientist had been counting on from the beginning.

"Six months. That was how long it took for my fiancé to succumb to the testing. No, no, not like that; he did not die, but from what he went through for the following month, I almost wish he had. The two of us were badly scarred; the scientist did the exact same experiments on both us, to see the different reactions the tests had on each gender. But then, as we sat in our cell, Ookamiotoko was starting to sweat profusely. His fever was getting out of control and his temper grew just as much. He begged me to make the heat stop, but there was little I could do. The most I could do for my poor fiancé was put my hands on his forehead. My hands were always cold, my mother used to jokingly call me her little zombie, and the cold felt even better on his unbearably hot skin.

"It was a few days later that we saw the true effects the tests were having on Ookamiotoko. At first, we were not sure what was happening. His teeth became longer and sharper, his hair became thick and coarse, and he started to become taller. One night, on a full moon, it happened. I had just returned from being tested on and found my fiancé on all fours like some sort of animal. His gaze drifted to mine and he looked at me as if asking me not to come any closer. Then his eyes snapped shut and he cringed in what I believe was pain and his body changed. In front of me was the largest wolf I had ever seen. He then fell to the floor, sending a puff of dust into the air.

"I ran to his side at once, trying to calm and reassure him that I did not care if he was no longer human. I would love him until the day I died, which, in our case, could have been very soon. Ookamiotoko transformed back into his human form a week later. I did not see him for a while after that, for the scientist had taken him away to perform the mounds of backed up experiments on him.

"For a time, nothing happened to me. The scientist was getting frustrated at my body's resistance to him. He finally got what he wanted four days before my seventeenth birthday, also my wedding day. Mixed together in a cup was a silvery liquid that looked much like melted metal. He tried to make me drink it, but for once, I refused. The liquid looked very deadly and I did not want to die without being called a wife first. My selfishness was my downfall. The scientist took one of his surgical knives and cut an opening just above my collar bone. He then poured the liquid onto the wound and proceeded in sewing it shut.

"At first, I felt almost nothing. Just a dull ache, nothing more. Then, as I sat back down in our cell, my neck felt like it was on fire and it was quickly spreading. My fiancé would try continuously to sooth me, but to no avail. The heat emitting from his body just made the fire in me that much worse. After two days, the burning in my body subsided and I could move without any pain. I looked at Ookamiotoko, hoping to see relief on his face. What I saw instead was shock and a little fear, probably the way I had looked when he transformed. And the world was so much clearer … I could see and hear absolutely everything. I inhaled to test my sense of smell, which was fantastic, but I realized quickly that the intake of breath did not relieve my lungs. I placed a hand over my heart, to make sure I could keep it in place when it started to pound out of my chest from excitement. There was no heartbeat. Not even an weak arrhythmia. That must be why Ookamiotoko had been so shocked. I really was my mother's little zombie at that point.”