Okay, I decided to give it a try. (translating and posting here that is)
I must warn the readers that the stuff I write contain a lot of physical and verbal violence. So be aware if you don't like that kind of thing.
All the events that happen in this story come only from my mind, I never experienced or made someone experience them.
I use anime as a reference for my stories, so people should be able to notice some similarities with existent anime (will become very Elfen Lied-esque).
This is a fiction, don't take it too seriously.
Please give your opinion on the story so far and point mistakes I would have made, so I can correct them.
Now...
[COLOR="Teal"]Ayanami’s Diary (English)[/COLOR]
[COLOR="Red"]---Introduction---[/COLOR]
My name is Ayanami Yamamoto and I was born in Tokyo, Japan, February 6 1982.
My family was one of the richest, and my father owned several Restaurants, and my mother… well, I don’t really know anything about my mother, she died when I was very young.
My story begins when I’m 8 years old. My dad had some problems with his restaurants due to competition, so he decided to close all his restaurants but one, where he would be the cook and waiter.
I was attending to school, my dad had to pay for my school expenses, I was still in elementary school and came back home alone. I was not afraid but I liked it more when my father would go get me at school.
One night, I got home early, I ditched last classes because I was worried about my father, he seemed very restless and couldn’t look at me in the eye. When I asked him what was going on, he would answer mumbling something and looking away.
I open the door at the back of the restaurant and enter silently, like always. I put by backpack on top of a chair. The kitchen was silent, there was nothing on the stove, and that was rare because my father would usually have soup there.
I go to the front part of the restaurant, and I hear my father’s voice, and also the voice of other men, I stop in front of the kitchen’s door and listen carefully…
Man 1: So? Where is the thing you promised us?
Dad: I-I’m sorry, I couldn’t get it all…
Man 2: Our boss told us that we couldn’t come back empty handed! How much do you have?
Dad: I… I got 250 000 yen!
Man 1: Are you kidding? Do you really think our boss will accept that miserable amount?
Man 2: You owe us 15 000 000 yen, pay or we’ll burn this fucking hole!
Dad: Please, please don’t! This is my only income source, if you burn it…
Man 1: SHUT THE FUCK UP! You’re lucky we won’t kill you!
I heard the sound of a match being lit, the sound of fire came from the front of the store and then smoke started entering the kitchen.
I couldn’t wait anymore, I enter the room running and go to my father…
Ayanami: Dad!
Dad: Ayanami? Don’t stay here, run!
Man 1: Hey! You didn’t tell us you had a daughter! She’s really beautiful, I think I’m going to take her as payment!
Dad: NO!
Man 2: Shut the fuck up!
The man drew a gun and shot my dad, he fell on the floor with his face twisted in pain until he stopped moving…
Ayanami: NO! DAD! ANSWER ME, DAD!
Man 2: Stop yelling brat, you come with us, we’ll have fun together…
[COLOR="Red"]---Chapter 1: The Kidnapping---[/COLOR]
January 11th 1990
I was kidnapped by those men to pay a debt my dad had, I hate them, I hate them all, one day, I’ll get revenge, but now… I don’t know what I can do…
I’m inside an old van, they tied my arms and legs so I couldn’t run away. Even if I ran away, I have nowhere to go, maybe my destiny will be better at the hands of those bastards that on Tokyo’s streets.
It seems that the van’s riding for hours, we’re in a road full of holes, my back hurts, I try to move but I can’t, I’m loosing my senses…
The truck stops at last, I didn’t lose consciousness, I think it’s good, now I can see where they’re taking me to.
One of the men opens the van’s door, I must say he’s ugly, there were several teeth missing on his mouth, and it seems he doesn’t shave for quite awhile, but that doesn’t concern me.
He grabs me like I was a sack of potatoes, very rude and takes me to an old house in ruins, he throws me inside and closes the door. I hurt myself when I fell, my right arm’s bleeding but I didn’t concern myself about it at that time, I crawled to the only door of that house and listened to the two men talking.
Man 2: So, do you think she’ll try to run away?
Man 1: That’s possible, even for a brat like that!
Man 2: Want me to watch her?
Man 1: Not now, you have to drive tomorrow, do sleep now, I’ll wake you up when I get tired.
Man 2: Ok!
The conversation ends there, I am exhausted and I don’t know why… my arm stopped bleeding and the blood outside started to coagulate. I wanted to scratch it but I couldn’t move my arms, I put my back to the wall because the floor was irregular and cold, I don’t know if I can fall asleep…
January 12th 1990
I suddenly woke up, someone opened the door of my improvised cell, the sun was really bright and hot, but I soon stopped seeing it, at the entrance was the man who threw me here, he had a weird look on his face, I’m scared.
He approaches me and looks at my arm, then he looks directly at my eyes with an expression of satisfaction, I look away from him and he takes advantage of it to lick my cheek.
Man 2: You’ll like it, but don’t scream.
I look at him with a terrified expression, His smile gets bigger, he cuts the ropes that were tying me and makes me get up. I had a little one piece dress, its color was blue, it wasn’t my favorite color because I don’t really know what my favorite color is. But now is not the time to think about those things, that man wants something, I don’t really know why, but I am scared, my legs started to shake…
Man 2: Don’t be afraid, I won’t do anything bad to you, you’ll even get pleasure from this…
What the hell is he talking about? I don’t understand what this man wants!
The man starts touching my legs and slowly raising his hands until he reaches my butt, and then, with a sudden move, he tears off my panties.
Ayanami: NO! HELP!
Man 2: SHUT UP!
When he starts touching me again I hear a gunshot, and the man’s head is perforated from one side to the other, a lot of blood and brain tissue is spilled on me. The man falls dead on the floor, I look at him and start feeling like vomiting, and in the end I start puking on the body.
Man 1: I didn’t like him too, fucking pedophile!
I start crying and fall on my knees on top of my own vomit, I felt horribly bad, the tears wouldn’t stop flowing out of my eyes, almost cleaning my face from all the dirt it had accumulated.
After that, for my own surprise, the man hugged me and tried to console me. After that, he cuts the rest of the ropes that were tying my arms. He gets me out of the house. There was barrel full of hot water there, he tells me to take off my clothes and to enter in it, I gladly did it, this man gives me a sensation of comfort, not like the other, but how can I trust a man that killed my father and kidnapped me?
The water was hot but it wouldn’t burn me, the man gave me some soap and told me to clean myself, and I immediately did it, after that, he goes get something in the van.
I could have taken the opportunity to run away, but I didn’t have anywhere to go, and I couldn’t run away naked either!
The man comes back with a t-shirt, some panties and shorts, he tells me to wear them, I immediately do it, I didn’t want to wear that blue dress all dirty. After that, he tells me to go inside the van, I didn’t really have a choice so I slowly get in the back of the van.
Man: Hey! Go to the front! It’s free! - smile
Ayanami: Y-Yes!
The man drove all day, since I didn’t eat anything since yesterday morning I was starving but I couldn’t complain, and then, my stomach decided to do it itself.
The man looks at me and smiles, I never noticed it back then, but this man is not ugly like the other one, he seems less menacing, I was still afraid of him though.
Man: You hungry?
Ayanami: …
Man: As for me, I’m starving, I’m going to stop ahead, there is a small fast food restaurant there!
Ayanami: …
Man: Say something! Speak! I won’t hurt you, you can trust me!
Ayanami: W-What are you going to do with me?
Man: Well, I’m going to bring you to my boss, as payment for your father’s debts!
Ayanami: You didn’t have the right to kill him! You didn’t have! I hate you! I HATE YOU!
Man: SHUT UP! I didn’t kill your father, from what I seen, the other one killed him, our orders were to simply burn the restaurant and bring everything that had value back.
Ayanami: …
Man: You’re going to stay silent again? My patience has limits, you know? If you act like that in front of my boss… your life won’t be a happy one...
Ayanami: My life… my life is already a nightmare!
Man: Don’t say that! If you obey my boss, you’ll have a happy life…
Ayanami: … I don’t know...
Man: Well, we’re here, I’m stopping…
The man stopped the van on a old gas station, there was a small restaurant next to it. He told me to follow him and to act like I was his daughter so we wouldn’t be suspicious. He threatened me with the gun, the same gun he used to kill the other man!
We went inside the restaurant, everyone there stared at us, the waitress was not so young and in the kitchen, I bet there is a fat cook with an apron full of blood. On the tables there was a man eating an hamburger, he looked like a truck driver, and in the last table, there was a drunkard holding a wine bottle with his face on the table.
We sat next to the entrance and the waitress came to us.
Waitress: What will it be?
Man: Two hamburger with everything you got and two coca-cola please.
Waitress: Roger that!
The waitress screams the order to the kitchen, from where she receives a response from a deem and strong voice. The screams wake up the drunkard and he orders another bottle of wine. Minutes later, the truck driver walks away from the restaurant.
A bit later, the waitress brings the food to our table.
Waitress: There you go, 3000 yen please!
Man: Life’s expensive, there, keep the change.
Waitress: Thanks. – looks at me – Hello! My name’s Emily, and yours?
Ayanami: …
Man: Dear… answer the lady!
Ayanami: Hello Emily, my name’s Ayanami and I’m 8 years old!
Waitress: What an intelligent girl! What’s your dad’s name?
Man: [Shit! She doesn’t know my name!]
Ayanami: His name’s Daddy – looking at him – right, daddy?
Man: Yes! That’s it dear!
Waitress: Let me tell you, your daughter’s so cute!
Man: Thanks!
We hastily ate and didn’t leave a single crumb, the waitress didn’t make any more questions, maybe she was suspicious of us, but I think I convinced her. I'm not hungry anymore and I think I ate too much. My stomach hurts but I won’t complain, the man seems to want to tell me something, he can’t stay still, maybe he’s afraid that the waitress will expose him? It’s probably that, but that’s not my first concern. He starts the van up and starts driving, we’re back to the street.
Man: Er… Ayanami?
Ayanami: Yes?
Man: My name’s Eddie! If someone asks you my name, it’s Eddie!
Ayanami: Okay…
Eddie: We can’t be father and daughter, we’re not alike, didn’t you notice?
Ayanami: Yeah... You’re not Japanese, you must have come from another country…
Eddie: I came from the United States and I’m working here for six months!
Ayanami: You work for who?
Eddie: I work for an organization named Mafia, we’re here to make a deal with the Yakuza.
Ayanami: Yakuza? They’re dangerous!
Eddie: I know, that’s why I want to go back to NY as fast as possible, and you’ll come with us!
Ayanami: What are you going to do with me?
Eddie: My boss will decide, we need prostitutes, maybe if you become one…
Ayanami: I don’t wanna…
Eddie: I can’t go back anymore, resign from your fate!
Ayanami: …
[COLOR="Red"]---Chapter 1 END---[/COLOR]
