Disclaimer: I do NOT own Hell Girl/ Jigoku Shoujo. I do NOT own the anime at all or any of its characters. I DO, however, own my original characters so HAHAHAHAHAHA AND this particular fanfiction plot so no plagiarism please or I might have to find out where you sleep ^_^ Lol, Jk...or am I?

Merry Christmas, Hell Girl

She sits quietly in the background as unnoticeable as a pebble in a field of stones. She silently watches everyone else goes on with their lives, unaware or the torment she goes through every day, unaware of her suffering, and unaware that she will do anything to make it end.

Anju was woken up by a sudden slap in the face, startled she jumps up, falling clumsily off her bed and onto the floor, her mother glaring down at her.

"YOU'RE GOING TO BE LATE AND YOUR BREAKFAST IS ALREADY COLD! DO YOU KNOW HOW WASTEFUL THAT IS? FOOD ISN'T FREE YOU KNOW! I HAD TO PAY FOR IT WITH HARD EARNED MONEY NOW GET UP YOU USELESS GIRL! GET UP SO I DON'T HAVE TO SEE YOUR FACE!"

"Yes mother, sorry mother, sorry" Anju said meekly as she climbed to her feet, only to be knocked down with a forceful hand.

"Don't you EVER make me have to wake you up again or you'll be living on the streets, got it! Now I'm late for work and if they fire me, it's because of you, you pitiful little thing." Her mother threatened as she stormed out of Anju's room, slamming the door behind her.

"Mother I'm sorry, I'm sorry…please…..forgive me…." Anju whispered to herself as she climbed back to her feet and got ready for school, making sure to hide the red handprint that was now throbbing on her face with cover-up she had bought the day before. Then she slipped on her shoes and walked out the door before her mother could think up a reason to hit her again…

When she got to school she, as usual, went straight to her seat in the back row by the window and sat quietly, waiting for class to start, but today, before she could even walk into the class room, something unusual happened. Someone stopped to talk to her.

"Hey, Yamazaki-san! Good morning." It was the student council president Akihiko Inoue. One of the more popular guys in school, what reason could he have for taking the time to say good morning to a nobody like Anju?

"Uh…Good Morning, Inoue-senpai" Anju said quietly with a little bow. "H-how do you know my name?"

"I remembered you from when you tried to start a music club a few weeks back. I'm sorry you couldn't find enough members in time. I bet you're a great musician." He explained, blushing ever s slightly. " Maybe you can try again next term, I'll be looking forward to it." and with that he walked away.

-The Next Day-

Waking up half hour early so her mother couldn't do it for her, Anju took her time putting on her winter uniform. Winter was fast approaching, it had even flurried last night, and winter means Christmas. Anju always loved Christmas, even though she never got anything or decorated, she just loved the happy vibe everyone gave off during this time of year. It helped her forget her own troubles for awhile.

"ANJU! WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU!" Her mother suddenly screamed. "WHY THE HELL DON'T I SMELL BREAKFAST YET!"

Her mother's footsteps now pounded down the hallway towards Anju's room, Anju braced herself for the worst. Sure enough, Chiaki Yamazaki came storming into her daughter's bedroom and snatched her up by the hair.

"YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO MAKE BREAKFAST TODAY SO WHERE IS IT! HUH? I CAN'T GO TO WORK ON AN EMPTY STOMACH SO I'M GOING TO BE LATE NOW IF I HAVE O MAKE IT MYSELF!" She screeched, thrusting Anju into the wall and holding her an inch in the air by her long black hair. "YOU USELESS, SELFISH BRAT! WHY'D I EVER GIVE BIRTH TO SOMETHING A PATHETIC AS YOU! I WISH I HAD JUST GOTTEN AN ABORTION LIKE I WANTED! STUPID BITCH!"

Chiaki slammed her daughter against the wall again, causing photos to fall off the wall and books to fall from shelves. She then dropped her where Anju immediately slumped to the floor and held her now aching head, trying to over her face with her arms at the same time, but it was useless.

"CAN'T YOU DO ANYTHING RIGHT!" Her mother screeched again, this time grabbing Anju's left arm hard enough to leave a large purple bruise, and slapped her straight across the face. Tears fell from Anju's face as she tried to hold back the urge to scream. She knew if she screamed, or begged her to stop, her mother would only hit her longer and harder. So she sat there and took it.

Blow after blow….her arms now covered in big purple bruises, and her face bearing a large red mark shaped like her mother's hand. With her long nails, Chiaki had managed to scratch anju as well. Blood dripped from her cheek, her arms, and even from her legs. She couldn't go to school like this, her classmates and teachers are bound to notice the large cut on her cheek on top of the red handprint, the one from yesterday hadn't even completely disappeared yet. But there was no way she could stay home…even though her mom would be at work, if she found out anju skipped school, she'd get an even worse beating. She had to go to school

With a rather large bandage on her cheek, black stocking to cover her bruised legs, and her long-sleeved winter uniform to cover her arms, Anju bravely walked into class, ten minutes late, and she was, if anything, known for being the first one to class.

"I'm sorry I'm late, I fell this morning and had to tend to the scratch. I should have been more careful" She said when the teacher asked her why she was late. He seemed to accept her excuse and sent her to her seat.

As expected, whispers immediately spread through the room like a wild flower. One conversation in particular caught her attention.

"Do you think she did that just by falling?"

"No way, It looks like someone hit her"

"Do you think it was a gangster? haha, maybe she should call hell girl!"

"hahaha, maybe. It suits her, sending someone to hell. I wouldn't be surprised if she was hellgirl herself!"

"Yeah, dragging people to the depths of hell at midnight!"

"Oh come on! That's just a stupid rumor, there's no such thing as hell girl!"

Hell girl? Anju wondered to herself. Maybe she can help me…..

-Lunch Time-

Like always, anju went up to the roof to eat her boxed lunch alone, without the distracting gossip that's constantly going around, today's topics were probably all about her anyway. Then, just as she was finishing up and ready to head back in, the stairway door opens and out steps Akihiko.

"I…Inoue-senpai?" Anju stammered in surprise. "What are you doing up here?"

"I could ask you the same thing." He said coolly. "I like to come here to think. It can get so noisy inside. Why are you out here?"

Anju didn't say anything, she just turned to gaze out at the seemingly endless sky and I guess Akihiko understood that and took it as her answer. They stood there in silence for a few more minutes until the bell rang, signaling everyone to get back to class. So they said their goodbyes and headed to class.

When class was over, everyone shuffled out, in a hurry to hang out with friends, or go home to be with family, but Anju took her time. Slowly she packed up her bag, slowly she changed her shoes, and slowly she walked out of the school to go back to her house….

"Yo, Yamazaki-chan"

Before she even looked she knew who it was.

"Y-yo, Inoue-senpai"

"No need to be so formal, you can call me Inoue-kun if you want! Any chance I can walk you home today?"

anju noticed he was blushing a little, it was kind of cute. Her first instinct was to say yes and then walk with him but….what would her mom say? Or a better question…what would she do? She was too scared to risk it.

"I'm sorry, Inoue-senpai, but I can't today…..but maybe some other time?" It seemed rude, and a waste to turn him down flat and hse really wanted to walk home with him, but she'd have to wait for a day when her mother wouldn't be home to see him. Akihiko seemed to be really disappointed with her answer, but accepted it and went off on his own, as did Anju.

-11:50pm That Night-

"Mother…I hate you." She whispered quietly to herself. "You've terrorized me enough…I-I can't take it anymore…You've ruined my one chance of having a friend…or possibly a boyfriend. What else can I do? Is there anyone else I can turn to? No….no one could understand. This…is my only choice"

11:53

"Maybe I shouldn't, she is my mother after all. NO! That women can't really be called a mother….real mother's don't take their anger out on their kids. Mama…..I vaguely remember a time when you were so kind, but the only time I can really remember you smiling, is when you put on that fake one for show. all the neighbors…..all the teachers….they think you're such a kind-hearted, loving mother and a beautiful women…..But if they knew…knew what you did to me, they'd hate you, just like I do."

11:57

"It's almost time…..I'll be able to access Hell Correspondence in only three more minutes. In only three more minutes….I'll be sending a witch to hell. No more hiding my arms and legs, no more living in fear of her, no more crying myself to sleep every night, and no more being so alone"

12:00

With a swift "swoosh" a small flame flickered on the screen before dimming just below a white bar. Above that bar are the words "Your grievance shall be avenged"

Anju clicked on the white bar and typed "Chiaki Yamazaki, my mother" then hit enter. with a blink of the eye, she found herself in an odd scene. She was standing by a large tree, there was a lake or pond to her right with a beautiful sunset on the horizon. The scene seemed have a red-ish tint to it, maybe from the sunset?

"You have summoned me" a voice said out of nowhere, making Anju jump, she turned towards the tree, not knowing what to expect, and saw a girl with long black hair and crimson eyes. She looked just like a doll.

"My name….is Ai Enma"

"Are you the hell girl?"

"Tell me, do you truly hate this person enough to kill them?"

Anju took that as a yes and answered. "I hate her with all my heart and fear her with every fiber of my being. I'm sick of living in fear! I'm sick of feeling so alone because of that women! I can't even call her my mother anymore! She's a witch! A monster!" She then fell to her knees, tears running down her face. She'd never told anyone about it yet here she was shouting it at a strangers face. She felt so relieved, but at the same time, she was angry, all she wanted was to get it over with now.

"Wanyuudo." Ai said, and he then proceeded to take the form of a small, black doll. Then, Ai handed the doll to the crying girl before her and said "Take this."

Anju took the doll and immediately took interest in the crimson string around it's neck, she had the feeling it could save all her problems. But before she could pull it, Ai gave the usual speech:

"If you truly wish to eliminate your antagonist,
you must untie that red string.
If you remove the string, you shall officially enter into contract with me.
The one you seek revenge upon shall be taken immediately to Hell.
However, if I deliver your revenge, I must have you make restitution to me.
When one person is cursed, two graves are dug.

If you accept the contract, thy soul shall fall into the pit of Hell.
Your spirit shall wander forever in pain and suffering, never having known paradise.
But that's only after you die.
The rest is for you to decide."

"So…I have to go to hell as well, what are the chances I'll run into her when I die?" Anju asked, fearing that this might be in vain.

"Hell is a pretty big place." said a women in a blue kimono that was standing behind her, how did she not notice her before? "The chances that you'll run into your mother there are about equal to running blindly around Japan looking for someone whose name you do not know and face you cannot remember."

"So in other words, it's pretty unlikely." Said another stranger that appeared, this time leaning against the tree. He wore a green and gray jacket and his hair was brushed so it completely covered his left eye. "I'm a bit curious, why is it you hate your mother so much? What has she done that's so terrible?"

"ichimoku Ren!" Said the women behind Anju, letting him know that he was out of line asking such a question.

"It's okay…..I'll show you." Anju stated.

"Show us?" Ichimoku Ren and the women questioned as they exchanged a glance before looking back at the girl.

Anju, who was wearing long pajama pants, a short sleeved pajama shirt and a long sleeved sweater, took off her sweater, revealing dozens of bruises and scratches going all the way up her arms, and even on her hands from trying to protect herself. Then she pulled up her pant legs, revealing even more marks. She even unbuttoned the bottom few buttons of her shirt, revealing only her stomach, and plenty more bruises.

Everyone was quiet. The man who had asked the question, Ichimoku Ren, had to look away. Even the hell girl herself found it had to look at.

"This…..this is why." Anju said as she buttoned back up, and put her sweater back on. "Why I have no other choice but to send her to hell, to send my own mother to an eternity of suffering."

Authors Note: I'm so so so beyond sorry that I haven't updated this in so long even though I said I would...I won't try to make excuses, though I will tell you that I AM currently working on the second chapter and am roughly 1300 words into it. I can't give you a date of when I can publish it but I'll so it as soon as I'm done writing it XD Sorry.