I own nothing except the two familiar OC's (from Jason's Redemption) along with some new ones and the story's cover.

NOTE/REMINDER: This story takes place in the original Japanese version of the grudge movie series. Now I like my country (America if it's not that obvious), but I hate that its remakes of classic movies foreign or not. However, there has been a change of plans in this story, Kayako's skin (and Toshio's) will be an ashy white since that's also a thing in other Japanese incarnations of The Grudge series and that the idea of blue skin is just not sitting right with me for some reason. Moving on now…

In an abandoned building somewhere in Japan, a woman famously known as "Kayako" with snow whit skin and long black hair that reached down to her ankles and covered one of her eyes stared down at a man covered in blood and scared out of his mind was about to meet his end for trespassing into her home earlier that day. The woman croaked as she moved closer to her victim.

[No! Please! Stop!] The man begged in his native tongue then the woman's hair quickly wrapped around his eyes closing off his vision which Kayako then quickly drove her hand into the stranger's chest without creating a hole or wound put him in even more panic and grabbed his heart tightly until it stopped beating. He went still after a few minutes of struggling; her work was done as she walked back home for some peace and quiet. It was a fact, she hated humans, and she still couldn't believe that she was one herself when she was alive, they are arrogant, selfish, and greedy, it made her sick. The only one she could trust was her son Toshio, who's spirit was waiting back home, she was glad to be an Onryō, so she can punish people for their crimes outside of just entering her home. Just having that feeling of power was satisfying. Kayako's house was her salvation, the only place where she and her son could be in peace, so the only problem was that there are always people coming in there, rather it was to see if the cruse that her family is suffering is real or not which meant that she couldn't tell if she should applaud them for being brave or just smack them for being stupid, not like it even matters anyway.

She also found pleasure at the fact that the spirit of her quite literal back-stabbing husband: Takeo Saeki was finally gone as well, especially since he was the one who killed her after reading her diary and then killing poor Toshio, Taeko was one of the main reasons for her hatred turns mankind, nothing but a traitor who she gladly killed as punishment, other reasons are that other people refused when she offered her friendship when she was younger and by being constantly neglected in general. A priest came to their house one day and did a cleansing which forced Takeo's vengeful spirit away hopefully to Hell while Kayako and her son waited outside where it was safe, and decided to let the priest live as a repayment that was rarely given to anyone from her. Just like that, Takeo was never seen again, and Kayako finally found happiness after many years of suffering… Or so she thought.

[WHAT!?] Kayako shouted with absolute horror when she finally made it to her house after her long walk only to find her home completely burned down as she moved some of the hair that was covering most of her face and simply stared what was left of it with wide eyes, nothing more than just burnt furniture and debris lying on the ground. She saw that the flames looked liked that they were put out hours ago with yellow police tape being the only thing keeping people away from the mess.

But the house was the least of her worries; it was who she was still in there when she left that sent her into a real state of panic, her son Toshio was in there. Kayako ran up towards what was left of her home and quickly searched every inch of the rubble calling his name with no results. Much like Takeo's fate as a ghost, Toshio was nowhere to be found, instead Kayako looked down as her bare foot stepped on a framed (but slightly cracked) picture of her and Toshio when they were still alive, smiling together, Kayako picked up the picture and held it closely to her chest as she fell onto her knees and tears slowly came out of her eyes. She was all alone again.

[Why do these things keep happening to me?] She asked herself and began quietly sobbing, as she lost her only source of happiness that she vowed to protect even in the after-life.

I got to say, I actually feel pretty crappy for writing something like this, especially since I already know that Kayako has been through a lot in her life. But if you read the update on Jason's Redemption, then you know that it's not the end, but only the beginning of this story as it will have more chapters later on. So don't lose hope yet! There is more uplifting things to come from this story!