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Except for my OC'S, there mine! Mine!
A person was standing on top of a building's roof that that has small towers with three different colors: red, yellow, and blue. The roof the person was standing on was flat and in the background had what look like corridors you could go through. On the roof was a staircase in the flooring to go to the ground floor.
The person who was standing on the roof was wearing a black cloak with the hood covering the person face. For the time you could see that the person is wearing pants and black shoes. Two big circler objects was clip to the hips. These objects had smaller holes where you could put your fingers through and grip it. It had spikes on the outer rings of it. It was made of metal and the color was red and black.
The person was looking out to the ocean as the sun was starting to set, showing that it is nighttime is finally coming. The person finally removed the hood of the clock and stared. This person had short honey-brunette hair that was short as the bangs were longer than her hair. It was a girl. On the top of her hair was an orange patch on it. Her eyes were brown and showed of courage.
As she removed her hood, "Listen to my story. This could be the last for me." As she finally saw the moon beginning to rise in the sky and held her hand toward to moon as if she is holding it and a small fire, large enough to fit in the palm of her hand.
"I guess it all started stretching back to my child years…"
My mother was picking me up from daycare. At the time I was three years old. I was already able to walk and talk and would start school soon. I was so, so happy to be able to see my father again after he left for a mission in Europe. "Jaden, calm down. He isn't going anywhere you know." I heard my mother giggles at my excitement. I was looking out the window of my mother's car. As we past buildings I recognize, I knew we were closer and closer to my house. I was wearing a pretty pink dress that came to my knees and my sandals were white. My hair was to my mid-back. Normally, it would be in a pony-tail braided, but I was having a bad hair day, so mother just kept it down for me.
As we came to our house, I saw something horrifying and my stomach drop. Crime scene tape was tie in my yard, where I play with my friends and family. My house was a two story house, white with two windows near my front door. My door was a yellow door. My front porch had four pillars, space between them holding the front porch up. Two medium flowers pots were smash and soil was on the flooring.
Three police men were pushing three men to three different cars and put them in and slam the door. Police officers were writing thinks down and were talking. Some were entering and exiting the house with cameras and other things.
"Stay right there Jaden." I turn to my mother who was exiting out her door and close the door. "Jaden, I sense something is wrong in there, please listen to your mother." My spirit friend, Yubel told me. "But, I want to know what's going on though." I said back. I was able to see and speak to duel monsters spirits and other spirits of the dead as well. It was some sort of link I had ever since I was born with. Stupid me never listen and got out the car. "Jaden wait!" I heard Yubel yelled at me as I ran past police officers. I heard them scream at me to stop and ran inside.
I ran into my house hallway and saw and smell blood. It made my stomach sick to no ends. But what made it worst, I saw my father on the ground, bleeding from his chest area, Bullets lay near him. Father was the first General of the Freedom Fighters or FF for short. He and two other general in the army were always targets from the enemy army: Alpha.
He was wearing a blue button down short sleeve shirt with black pants and dress shoes. His hair was brunette and his eyes were opening and closing but show brown. He hand his hand on the wound, but glowed a blue color and was fading slowly.
I remember running to him crying, "Daddy, what's going on?" I kneel to him as he turn his head to me and reach his hand to me and push some of my hair that was in my face and pull it behind my ear. His touch was cold, he was dying. "Be strong Jaden. You are a good girl. Never let no one push or hurt you." He was smiling to me and I grab his hand, "Be a good girl and stay out of trouble." Those were his last words to me as I felt his hand go limp and the glowing had stop.
My tears came down a lot faster as I grab his shoulder and started moving it. I never understood death, "Daddy, wake up." I heard footsteps behind me, "Who let a kid in here?" a male police officer asked to himself and I heard him gasp, but I ignore him, "Daddy, wake up." I kept going with what I was doing. I heard my mother scream and a soft thump as she began to sob in her hands. I turn my head to her and she look back to me, but I turn my head back, "Daddy, let's play. You promise you'll play with me." And my mother sobbing was louder.
It wasn't till a year later my mother started dating this other man. He was okay at first, but every once in a while he would make me so mad at what he was making my mother do. When I finally turn five, they tied the knot. Great, a stepfather, oh how I hate him even worst.
I hate that man from day one when he moved in. From behind my mother back and sometimes when she was at home, drunk like him, stepfather would hit and beat me while mother watches and laughs at my pain I was in. God, don't ever show mercy on him for as long as I live.
I was in a living nightmare, a hell was built in my house, and he was Satan. There were days I just kept myself lock in my room so he wouldn't beat me for nothing. "You little brat!" he would yell at me and swing me with his bottle and I would scream. Big mistake, "That didn't hurt!" he would yell again and hit me again. I could hear my mother laughing behind me as I fell to the ground, glass shards and cuts littler my body. I dare not cry in pain or cry out. I learn not to fight back or it would be even worse. I would sometimes lie on the ground in my own pool of blood knock out as they drink and watch TV.
When it is dark and I know they are asleep, I would usually crawl or limp to my room to a secret area in my room and take out a first aid kit. I learn to use it and how to. Yubel, how I hate when she steals, but she would say she had no choice.
When I was seven years old, Kaiba Corp. did a card design and I won it. Neos was sent to space with another card that I can no longer remember who. But I feel real bad not being able to remember it. But a new spirit came by. He had blond shaggy hair with blue eyes. He wore a shirt that said, YOLO and underneath it was You Only Live Once. How ironic it was for him. He had blue jeans with black converts. "The name is Matt, Matt Rain. Please to miss you." I remember looking at him as if he was an idiot, "Hello Rain, nice to meet you." I was mad before he came out of nowhere, "Geez, it's your stepfather being the cold one, not you." He said as he floated on his back with his hands behind his head.
"Sorry to say this, but he made me this way." I walk to my bed that had paper and pencils on it. I sat on in front of it and began writing, "Homework?" Matt had ask me and I shook my head, "I don't go to school. Mother doesn't want me too; more like pay for me to since her drinking is more important. So I've been teaching myself on how to." I pointed to the paper.
Matt floated near me. I look to him and saw that he was a teenage boy, "That's the wrong answer. Okay, let me show you another way to get this." He levitated a pencil and began to write, "Okay, so 16/2 isn't 9 but you are close." He drew a circle and put sixteen small slashes in it, "Okay, now I want you to take half from it." I took the pencil from him and cross out eight of the slashes and look to him, "Okay, now count how many you have left." I did and said, "Eight." He nodded, "Correct. So what is sixteen divided by two?" he asked and I replied with my face to the eight uncross slashes, "Eight."
"See, I knew you could do it." He nodded his head and levitated the pencil and a sheet and began writing on it. For the next few hours, he helped me with many different things that I needed to know, "You could use this knowledge in the outside world to make a living. With that" he taps my forehead, "Is the most powerful thing in the world. No one can't take that away from you."
We stayed up all night working on different subjects for me to improve to use it in the world. "You're a very smart girl Jaden." He said as he check my paper I've been working on. It was my writing and he was seeing if my sentences were correct, which I suck at first, but started to get the hang of.
There was a knock; more like someone was trying to break down my door, "Jaden! Who is in there with you!?" I gasp and threw all my papers and pencils under my bed and snatch the ones in Matt's hands and threw that under my bed as the door flew open. It was my stepfather with anther bottle in his hand.
He look around the room and then back at to me and walked to me, "Who is in here with you?" he ask as he look at me closely. He smelled of alcohol as always, "No-no one sir." He slaps me across the face and I fell to the floor. I heard Matt gasp and my vision was blurry. My stepfather walks over to me and grabs me by shirt collar. I was wearing a black long-sleeved shirt with blue demi shorts, "You are lying to me." He said as began to choke me. I gasp for breath as my hands shot to his hands that were holding me up to try and break out. I look to the bottle he drop and began to think of a plan and fast, "MATT! HELP! THE BOTTLE!" Matt saw the bottle on the ground and levitated up, "So there is someone here. I will kill you for lying to me!" he let one hand off my throat and was getting ready to punch to when the bottle came flying behind his head.
Glass shards flew everywhere and he let go of me. I fell to my knees and sat on them as my hands shot to my throat as I took gulps of air to bring life to my lungs. I cough as my eyes were shut. After what felt like hours, I was finally able to breath normal again, only this time my throat hurts like no tomorrow. I look up to find my stepfather gone and my room clean of glass and Matt now floating near.
He sat next me and I feel to him and he now felt real as he caught me, "Whoa, easy there Jaden. I got you." And he held me and rock me as I cry in his chest. He picks me up and laid me in my bed with him with me. He held me in his arms till I finally fell asleep.
The next morning I felt he wasn't there anymore, but I saw him floating what looks like he was on his back with his hands behind his head. He was sleeping. I was so quiet when exiting my room that he didn't even heard me leave.
I walked to the living room and saw stepfather sleeping on the sofa with bottle near him and that's when I felt like I black out. I open my eyes to see my body in front of me, "What the" I said but I saw in a mirror and my body eyes were red and yellow and lifeless. I gasp as I saw my body walk into the kitchen and grab a knife. It look really sharp and I tried stopping my body, "Wait, stop!" But it was no use. My body was hovering over stepfather heart. And that's when it happen. The knife was near his heart. My body was ready to strike. He opens his eyes and sat up, but to be stab by the knife. He scream and cried in pain as my body shifted as stepfather tried grabbing the knife from my body.
I was thrown back to my body and scream, "You damn kid! I should have killed you!" I felt something in my body and I knew I had to fight back, "Kill me, you can't even kill a fly." I heard my voice change, a power was inside me. I took the knife out from his chest and plunge it back into him again as I scream, "I hope my father sees you on the other side and kick the crap out of you, you damn bastard." As I continue to stab him over and over.
I heard the front door open as I continue to stab stepfather and that's when I heard the scream from her and an "Oh shit! Jaden stop!" I turn to Matt as he was floating in the entry way to the living room with my mother, "Jaden Judai Yuki! What have you done!?" I saw Matt float near me and put his hands on my shoulders, or made it look like he did, "It was out of self-defense, they'll believe you." I nodded my head and took the knife from stepfather and stood up and faced my mother, "How dare you kill an innocence man out of hatred! All he wanted to do was be your father!"
I looked at her like the fool she was and pointed my finger at her, "ME!? What the fuck are you talking about you drunken bitch!? Innocence man my damn bruise ass! And second: (I pointed to the now dead stepfather on the couch) what kind of father abuses his daughter! Third: He is no father to me but only a man that has no soul but his only drinking problem." I finish my yelling as she began to walk to the phone, "He never laid a damn finger on you Jaden. You are going to drop the knife and go to the police and tell them what you did. And don't call me a bitch either, I am your mother." She said as she called the police.
"My mother, how can she side with that man! What a bitch!" I though as I felt myself tighten my grip on the knife and I held back tears, "It's okay Jaden, she'll get what's coming to her. They'll see the bruises you have. They'll believe you before her." He said as I looked at the bruises that litter my body and nodded.
Two hours later
"And you see Officer John, ever since he moved in after marry my mother, he always got drunk and my mother did as well. He would beat me (I showed all the bruises on her body and her neck.) and mother would laugh at my pain. Please you have to believe me sir. It's all true." I was sitting in a chair in small room with a square table in front of me. On the other side was an officer name John. He had papers and folders in front of him with a note pad. Matt was outside the room I was in. He didn't want to interfere as I was being question.
Officer John drops the notepad and other things in front of him, "Jaden, all the evidence is pointed to you to what you have done, I'm sorry to say this, you murder in the first degree. There is no other way to put it. This man was a business man. I'm sorry but I have to arrest you." I can't believe it, I was arrest. I was put in handcuffs and was exited out the room. I heard Matt gasp and floated next to me as we walk out the building and into a car, "You are being transport to the jail to spend the next four years there." I sat in the back seat and laid my head back and close my eyes, "You have to be kidding me!? Why is this happen to me? Matt, what am I going to do?"
Matt sat next to me and looked at me, "I'll to the best I can to find out how you are being put in a cell. For now you have to stay strong. And if not for me, than for your father." I turn my head to him and looked at his ghostly eyes, "I hope you are right. Thank you." "What do you mean?" "
"What do you mean?"
"I may have known you for a day, but you have been a real help."
I saw Matt smile to me, he was a real help to me, but that only lead to one question, "How did you die?" I saw him bite his lips, "I was in a coma. My girlfriend poison me." "Snipe! I'm so sorry!" Matt looked at me with a sweat drop, "You misheard me. I'm in a coma, not dead. My body is still at the hospital, but my mind is in limbo. It doesn't know if it wants to die or not." I didn't know I was holding my breath as I let out a sigh of relief, "Sorry that I was over reacting." "Well, once I'm out of prison, how about I go see your body? Is it here in the city hospital?"
"Yeah, it is here. We are about to past it up. (Then he pointed to a big building) That's where I'm at" I lean over him to see the building, "So it's settle, I'll help find a way to get you out of your coma. You help me so much and I want to repay you back. You are, well my only best friend I have left in this world." I heard him laugh, "Sounds like a plan Yuki. I look forward to it."
We stop at a building that big enough to house thousands. The car stop and the man that was driving walk to my side and open the door and I got out, as long as Matt and I looked at the building, "God save me from this hell hole." and I walked to the door with the man escorting me to it.
Star: And that's a wrap to my new story I am working on. It tells the story of my story, "How I live, is up to me" This is the prequel to that story. So this will take place before season one, during season one, and after season one. So I hope you enjoy this story as you did with my others. I look forward to seeing how you think of this story. Star, signing off. BYE!