I have no idea where this came from. Somehow, Shaman King managed to catch my interest again. I sooo cannot decide between Hao and Yoh though. Both are just so... Ugh. XD

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Alright

It'll be okay.

It wasn't.

It'll work out somehow.

It didn't.

His favorite phrase... The phrase that he had uttered so many times before and the phrase that seemed to come true like a miracle each time he did, didn't. It didn't come true when he needed it the most. It didn't come true when everyone who rested their hopes in him wished it did. It simply didn't work out.

And wasn't it supposed to work out? Wasn't good supposed to triumph over evil? The odds were against them, sure, but Asakura Yoh had always managed to prove time and time again his strength... his courage... his heart.

What the hell happened?

Kyoyama Anna, Yoh's fiance, watched with wide eyes, a hand covering her trembling mouth, as Yoh's soul was sucked out of him. She watched, nausea pooling at the bottom of her stomach, as her fiance fell and stayed that way. His brother, Asakura Hao, stood tall and proud over his lifeless brother, a triumphant smirk crossing his face.

Silence covered the are like a blanket. No one cheered, no one clapped. Everyone was too busy staring at the body of the boy who always managed to get through everything. Everything but this...

Anna fell to her knees.

Tao Ren, Yoh's friend and rival, struggled against the hands that held him back.

"Yoh! Stand up, you bastard! What the hell do you think you're doing?! This isn't nap time, Yoh! Stand up!" Ren continued to struggle, but he knew deep inside that it was futile. He could yell and curse all he want, but those brown orbs will never open again.

Yoh was dead.

Hao raised his eyebrows and moved to approach Ren, a condescending look in his eyes. "So small," he murmured before his gaze turned to Anna.

She stared back emptily. Her Yoh was dead... There wasn't anything to live for. She always said that she would be the wife of the Shaman King and live an easy life, but that life was undesirable if Yoh wasn't with her. She wanted to be his queen. He was the one who made it appealing. Without him, there was nothing enjoyable about the future that she had once dreamed of.

"Well, Anna," Hao called as he stopped directly in front of her, a small smile on his face. It sickened her... That smile made him look like her Yoh. "You always say that you would marry the Shaman King. Do you still stand by what you said?"

"You was supposed to win," she whispered. "He should have beaten you..."

"But he didn't."

"He didn't," she agreed flatly. Hao laughed, a rich sound that was neither mocking nor arrogant but that of a happy man that had just accomplished a hard task.

It pained her. He sounded so much like her Yoh... the Yoh who was carefree... the Yoh who loved his friends with all his heart. Anna closed her eyes and looked past him. For two people who could have never been more different, they resembled each other too much.

"And now you are mine." He sounded so proud that it awakened Anna's ire. She stared defiantly at him, her mouth set into a thin line.

"I will never be yours!"

Hao laughed softly.

"Oh, but my dear," he called as he grasped her chin, moving so close that there was almost no space between them. Anna's eyes widened and she felt a chill run across her back, her heart racing with fear. "You already are."