Well, here's the tale of Emiko from Operaghost96's story "Demon Children". This will tie in with that fiction eventually but it can be read by itself. Hope you lot enjoy. And please leave reviews, they are the fuel that enable me to write more fictions and chapters.

Pants and screams of agony filled the air. It was just another day for the midwives as the woman's face contorted in pain, her black hair tangled and messy. "That's it Ayame, keep pushing." The doctor said. Ayame panted and pushed harder, the heart monitor besides her beating rapidly. The doctor leant closer and suddenly a shrill cry echoed through the room. "It's a girl. You've got a little girl." The midwife took the baby from the doctor and cleaned her off before handing her to Ayame. "What will you name her?" The doctor asked his back to the now pale and weak looking mother.

"Emiko" Ayame said weakly.

"That's a beautiful name." The midwife said as she turned to take the child. A shriek left her lips when she saw the child's eyes. They were yellow and reptilian. "What in god's name is wrong with her?!" The midwife demanded. Ayame closed her eyes and sighed softly.

"She has her father's eyes." The heart monitor started to shriek as Emiko began to cry. It was almost like she knew something was wrong.

"Call the code now!" The doctor ordered as he took the crying baby from the dead woman's arms. Across the hospital on the tannoy system, a voice called the code. Multiple people ran to the room as chaos erupted.

Outside the window, a demon watched the chaos. The creature watched before moving from the window to the one of the nursery. It forced the latch and opened the window before climbing in. "Where are you?" It murmured. Most of the babies cried as it passed them but one gurgled happily. It looked into the crib and saw an exact copy of its master's eyes staring back at it. "So you're her? You do look like him." A closer examination led to the identification of a small reptilian tail coiling and curling. Small fangs also peeked out of her mouth. "You're developing your features faster than expected. Master will be pleased." It looked and saw a clipboard with writing all over it. "Hmm, but you have no last name. Master thought this may happen so decided you will bear the name of the dragon gods." It waved a claw and the word "Ryuujin" appeared beside her name.

The sound of the door opening made the demon freeze. "Until you are of age mistress." It said before fading. The midwife walked in with the doctor and looked at her.

"What are we going to do with her now that her mother is dead?" The midwife asked.

"We'll try to get in contact with next of kin, see if one of them will take her. If not, then she will have to go to an orphanage." The doctor replied, looking down at the child.

"But we tried that already. When she came in, we contacted all known next of kin. They all said that they didn't want this child, that it was the child of a monster and shouldn't exist." The midwife stated. The doctor sighed and lifted the baby out of the cot.

"Then we have no other choice, she must go to an orphanage." He said sadly. The baby cooed and gurgled happily, unaware to the fate that now embraced it.

-Four years later-

Sunlight filtered through the windows, bathing the children in the room in a natural glow as they played and chased each other. All but one child laughed and cheered or chatted with friends. In the corner, alone, sat a young girl who played with a stuffed dragon. She brushed a strand of her long black hair back behind her slightly pointed ear and looked at the others with reptilian eyes of yellow. A small fang peeked out of her mouth as she watched them wistfully. Behind her a long draconic tail of black and red swayed. Her claws clicked on the floor as she placed the dragon toy down when the door opened and the head of the orphanage entered.

"Alright kids, we need you to get ready for today. We've got potential families for you looking around." He said. Every child's face lit up as they all ran towards the door to clean up.

"Does that include me?" Emiko asked, her tail wagging in hope.

"Ah, Emiko. I afraid not this time." The man said whilst crouching on her level.

"But why?" She asked.

"Well, not many people are used to dealing with someone who...has your condition. Especially with your claims of seeing things no one else can." He explained to her.

"But I do see things, there's one right behind you!" Emiko cried, pointing at the small, monkey-like creature with glowing eyes and an evil grin on its face. The man turned but saw nothing.

"Look, why don't you go to your room for now? Someone will come and get you when the guests have gone ok?" She looked at him sadly.

"Ok." She mumbled before heading up to her room and burying her head in her pillow. The sound of her pencil-pot on her desk falling over made her look up to see the odd creature sitting on her desk. "Why can't anyone else see you? What is it with me? Why am I different?" She asked it. The creature merely looked at her curiously. She eyed it warily before leaning carefully on the edge of her bed and reached her hand over to let it sniff her. Slowly, she placed the hand on its head and petted it. The creature let out what sounded like a purr, making her smile. "Heh, you're weird." She said. The sound of footsteps made her looked towards her door.

"Darling, I don't think we should be here." A male voice said.

"But what if there are some children up here?" A female voice stated. Emiko crept towards her door and opened it to see a couple with their backs to her. Her eyes widened with hope and she stepped out of her room. She went to clear her throat when she heard them. Three boys stood just in the corridor next to her and ran, grabbing her and throwing her back into her room.

"Sorry freak, but why should you get a family?" The cold, cruel voice of the boy who made her life a living hell echoed in her ears. She looked up to see him.

"I saw them first!" She snapped, taking at run at him but being shoved back.

"Yeah well. Too bad. Freaks don't get families." He turned to his little associates. "Teach her for trying to steal a family from one of us." He said before closing the door and locking it from the outside. Emiko turned and looked at each of them, outnumbered now by five as he had left two more of them in the room. She growled as they ran and started throwing punches and kicks. Two of them went down but the other three tackled her to the ground and started beating her up mercilessly. They pulled at her hair and her tail. They punched her in the stomach and chest and kicked her. They stamped on her and bit her arms. The beating ran on for what seemed like an eternity when she snapped and bit down on one of the boy's hands. He screamed in pain whilst the others yelled, causing one of the staff to come bursting through the door to see her biting him.

The staff member called for assistance and grabbed the boy whilst the head of the orphanage grabbed Emiko and pulled. She did not relinquish her grip and instead tore out a chunk of the boy's hand. He screamed even louder as she spat the chunk out and went for another bite, clawing and punching and kicking to try to break the grip that held her. "They started it! They started it!" She screamed.

"Emiko! You're going in the quiet room! You need to calm down this instant!" The head shouted. He dragged her out, still having to struggle with her kicking and screaming. People stared as they passed them. He threw her into the room and locked the door. She ran at the door and kicked it and screamed for her freedom. She slid down and sat, panting before standing and moving over to a corner of the room before sitting with her forehead on her knees.

"Why don't you believe me?" She sighed. She rested her head back against the wall and spotted the little creature from her room once again. "I should stop trying shouldn't I?" She asked it. It moved as if to nod. "It's not fair though. I never got to meet my mother...or my father. I was just dumped here. Yet other kids who get dumped here because their parents don't love them get adopted and loved and at least knew their parents. It's not FAIR!" The beanbags in the room jumped up as if thrown up in the air by someone. She stared at it.

"What's wrong with me?" She sighed. The door opened to reveal the head of the orphanage.

"Have you calmed down?" He asked. She just glared at him. "Do you have any idea what you have done you stupid girl?! Half of the potential families out there saw you as I brought you here and they don't want anything to do with us!" He yelled. She said nothing. "You can go without food tonight and your play-time before bed. Once you are out of this room, it's straight to your own bedroom. And you will remain there until tomorrow." He snapped before turning and leaving, slamming the door behind him. Emiko looked down at the little creature in her lap.

"I see now that following these lots ideals will not get me anywhere. From now on, every new child brought here will be told the truth by me." She snarled, hugging the little beast tight.

...I've started to notice a trend with my characters. They all have some sort of messed up childhood. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this chapter and until next time, this is sayonara from the psychotic author