Fallen Angel

Short Summary:

A forest with thick mist and a kingdom. Is the kingdom just a myth? The Hyuuga Kingdom has conquered the East and the West. He goes to the North, to have his troop eradicted by the most beautiful lady in the world, his Fallen Angel.

Full Summary:

The Yukihara Kingdom which lies in the North, where it is very misty, with a thick forest where you have to pass through first. No one has ever seen it as anybody who wanders in would be killed. Sometimes, there were speculations it was just some wild animals that attacked those people and the Yukihara Kingdom was a myth but it was impossible as the corpses always shows up just outside the forest and stabbed in such a way with elegance that an animal possibly couldn't have. Rumours say that they were a kingdom with high technology and agriculture as they shut themselves out from the world. They seem to have extreme many skilled people in combat. War had just ended within the East, South and West kingdoms with the South Kingdom conquering the East and West South Kingdom, Hyuuga Kingdom, now wants to take over the Yukihara Kingdom. The prince, Hyuuga Natsume ventures into the forest with his troop to take over the Kingdom only to see a long brown haired lady demolish his whole troop, the most beautiful lady in the world, his Fallen Angel.

Prologue

"Well done, my son."

"... Thank you, father." Hyuuga Natsume rose from his kneeling position.

His father's kingdom over took the West and East Kingdoms. Now was the North. He always led his troops. He won. He came back and got his glory.

"Now to the Yukihara kingdom, my son."

"Of course father." Natsume bowed and went to his room.

He passed the maids who giggled and stared at him.

"Isn't he handsome?"

"I wish he would notice me..."

More giggles were heard.

He, way above handsome was most sought out. Some men even fell for him. A curse for him, he just wished they would leave him alone. many ladies of royalty tried to court him. Should it not be the other way round? Either way, he refused to get married until one woman lves him for who he is.

Night fell quickly. the full moon was out. The clouds no where to be seen.

"Let's go!" Natsume commanded and his troop of 250,000 people roared in agreement.

They charged into the forest, the sound of horses running overpowered every single sound in the vicnity. 15 minutes passed. The endless thick huge trunks of trees passing the troops and yet still in front of them just seemed to be mocking them, unable to get out of the forest alive.

Another 15 minutes pass and they came to a clearing, where they can see the sky and the moon with the stars. They saw a lake right in the middle. The mist was thick. Natsume strained his eyes to see.

A figure appeared as he came closer. A gust of wind blew the mist away revealing a woman.

The most beautiful lady they ever seen. The men blushed at her beauty. Her long silky wavy brown hair which reached her hips danced with the wind as one. her chocolate brown eyes, seemingly melt those who stare at her eyes. Her small nose, was perfect. It was not too sharp or flat. Her long legs which was shown, seem quite long and it was slim, giving it the right shape for sexiness. Her hands, her fingers were slender. Not too thin nor fat. It wasn't too long or short. Her figure, many women would die for, the men stares at her chest. She was wearing a tight fitting white simple dress which showed quite a bit of cleavage. She would be around a C. Her figure, like those slim potteries.

One word, perfect.

She scooped up water with her hands, drinking from her hands. The men urged to go forward to try to touch her once, to see she was real. Anywhere would do to prove she was real.

Natsume got down from his horse after halting his men to stop.

The lady looked at him, slowly arching her neck. His eyes met hers.

He fell for her.

Hard.

It was too late to go back now.

She was his Fallen Angel.

A rare beauty that only arises every 200 years.

Another gust of wind passed him and bloody screams filled the air. he shook his head to get hold of himself and he widened his eyes.

His Fallen Angel, standing up straight, with a frown on her face. It didn't suit her but that wasn't the problem.

"N-natsume-sama!" Natsume turned to look at his troop only to drop his sword.

Half of his troop lay in their own blood, throats slit. He turned back to look at the lady. The first rule, never to turn your back on the enemy. He saw her frown change into a smirk.

"I heard it was shameful for men to die tortured. They prefer being killed instantly... Right?" Her voice like trickling water, so pure, a melodious sound. She chuckled. it was even more beautiful.

"Pity, but leave before I kill the whole lot of you." Natsume's troop galloped off in fright, leaving Natsume behind. The lady went back to her frown. She got up and went closer to him. Holding him by the chin, she turned his head to the left and right.

"Just like him..." The lady murmured, making Natsume confused. He hit her hand away.

"What do you want?"

She smirked.

"You."

And so, his world went black.

I needed a little distraction from Hidden Leader. Well, please review if not, I can't improve my writing if its not up to your standard.