Screams resonate through the long, dark hallways, choking off with tormented gurgles. Alone, tired and injured, she runs. The shadows surround her and she wonders if it's the leering darkness or the failed experiments that will kill her first. Hope was gone and she had nothing left to hold onto. Until a light smiles down on her. (1-shot!)

No person is invincible and no person can overcome death, but what about a dragon? Dragons do not die, they are not as fragile as humans. They are merely reborn - old souls, man-kind calls them. They evolve into another being, but the down side about their enternal life is that they can only love once and pray that if their lover dies they will be re-born as well.

2 lonely souls trudge onwards through a hash winter storm, colliding at an abandon park. Their hearts thumped as the feelings of fear and loneliness slowly ebbed away. Perhaps, the cursed holiday would have a happy ending afterall. (Song-fic, One-shot, Yaoi)