Chapter 1

I woke up as I heard the annoying sound of my freaking alarm clock. God, sometimes I regret buying it. I weakly opened my eyes and stared at it with a seething scowl before raising a fist and slamming it down on the top. Shutting it up. I then rolled onto my back and stared up at the ceiling with agony for a few minutes before sitting up on my bed. My blanket fell to my pelvis.

I groaned before moving my legs over the edge and stood up. Looking ahead before stretching, smiling as I felt the satisfying pops. I went over to my today's clothes and walked towards the bathroom. The nice thing about living alone means that I can do whatever I want. So if I want to walk naked, or just sleep in my undergarments in this house, I will do it. I walked into the bathroom and turned on the light before placing my clothes on the closed toilet before going over to the bathtub and turning the faucet on. I smiled a little as I saw the water slowly starting to steam before grabbing a bottle of soap and pouring it in. The bubbles soon began to flow inside it. After a few minutes I turned off the water and slowly stepped into the bath before sitting in the steamy warm water. With a contented smile, I laid back in the tub until my entire body was under the water before starting to wash myself.

After I was done, I got out, dried myself, put my undergarments on and looked at myself in the mirror. My unruly black hair covered my forehead and flowed down to my shoulder. My eyes were pitch black, and my skin was milky fair. But due to being in the warm Utah sun for a few months now, my skin grew a nice tan. I had a petite figure, small but perky breasts, and average sized hips. On my right shoulder was a tattoo of a dragon that wrapped around my shoulder. My left shoulder had chains that were broken. I had a tattoo that was on my chest. It was a red heart with a silver cross above it. On the right side of my stomach was a tattoo of a nice rose. On the right side of my stomach was a tattoo of an anchor. My right hip had the tattoo of a eagle. I turned around to look at the angel wings I also had tattooed onto my upper back. While near my ass, I had tattoos of another dragon. I put my white tank top, and short blue jeans on.

"Okay Kiyo, first 6 months out of prison, don't fuck it up." I said to myself at the mirror with a glare. I had been in prison for 10 years for beating up a 12 year old after he did something that I still think he deserved. It was also because of something else that I'd rather not reveal. But that was before I attacked the kid. Ever since I left, I wanted to try and be better. But it's never easy. I walked out of my bathroom and into my living room. I saw my black sleeveless biker jacket with a silver helmet on top of it. Inside the helmet were two black biker gloves. I grinned before going over to the clothing and gently moved the helmet out of the way to pick up the jacket.

I then put on my black biker jacket and zipped it up and picked up my helmet and gloves. I then left my small one story house and towards my two vehicles. A 2001 Forest Green Malibu, and a 2003 Blue Harley Davidson Motorcycle. Someone I knew had been kind enough to keep my two vehicles in check while I was away. I usually drive the Malibu when i'm going to my job. But since i'm not. I'm taking the freaking bike. I sat on the seat of the motorcycle and smiled. I then put my helmet on and pulled out my bikers gloves and put them on. I then took my key and put it into the ignition and turned it on. The bike roared to life. Filling me with excitement. Classic Rock filled my helmet. I smiled before I pulled the sun visors down and behind me and began to back up from my driveway. Once I was on the road, I kicked the side stand up before I shifting the handles forward. The bike sped off with a roar. I began to drive towards a diner I normally go to before for breakfast before going to my job. I had always loved to go there, even before I went to prison. Not to mention a few old friends of mine from high school still go there.

But this time, the reason why I was going there was so I could meet up with my friends I knew from school. We had planned to meet up here. I pulled up to the diner and parked my bike before turning it off and getting off. I took my helmet off and shook my hair. I then took off my gloves and put them in the compartment under my seat. I had parked in front of it in case someone had the smart idea to try and take it. I put my helmet on the handles and looked around. I then walked into the diner and looked around again at the people as they either ate or spoke. I then heard a voice. "Hey, Kiyo!" I turned and saw a familiar brown haired woman waving at me with a smile. It had been 10 years since I had last seen her. It was my bff Marissa. She always had that gleam in her blue eyes that you simply couldn't forget. She was waving at me with an enthusiastic smile. Next to her was Sam and Paul. They were part of me and Mari's little group and have been since 4th grade. I gawked, Sam was a chubby dude when I last saw him, now he was a hunk, toned with muscles. Paul still looked the same, tall and skinny. They also waved at me and motioned me to come towards them. I didn't know what I looked like to them.

Though I'm pretty sure the only difference to me was that I was toned with feminine muscles. Prison did help me with one thing, exercise. So now I was packed with muscles. Not to mention I got my tattoos when I got out of prison. With a smile I walked over to them. Marissa ran over to me and gave me a great big bear hug. After all these years, she was still small. She was only 5'2 compared to my 5'9 height. "Oh, Kiyo, it's so great to see you!" she said with a smile. I chuckled.

"Good to see you to Mari." I said with a smile. She looked up at me.

"Geez girl, you got muscles, tattoos and everything. I'm pretty sure I felt abs for a second." I rolled my eyes. She always was like this. Being really observant. I guess 10 years don't really change some people.

"Nice to see that your attitude hasn't changed." I said with a smile. She then walked me over to the table to see the other two people that were in our little group that lasted from 2nd grade, all the way to graduation. Sam and Paul. I gave a wave as I walked over to them. "Hello, boys." I said.

"Well if it isn't our girl from outta country." Sam said with a grin. Even though I was born in the US, I was Japanese/Chinese. He liked to often point out and make harmless jokes about that.

"I see that you finally lost weight finally, or are you using liposuction?." I asked with a smirk. I always was the one that had the snark comments and painful burns.

He clutched his chest and laughed. "Oh Kiyo, still as brutal as ever. Guess prison didn't get that out of ya." he said. I rolled my eyes.

"No, in fact, they reinforced it." I said with a smile. He rolled his eyes before getting up and hugging me.

I then looked at Paul. "Still as skinny as ever." I said as I pulled him into a hug. He grunted before sighing and and wrapping his arms around me. After this we all sat at the table. I then spoke. "So, Mari, how have you been doing these past few years?" I asked.

She looked away before showing her left hand. My eyes widened. On her middle finger was a wedding ring. "No way." I said with a smirk. "You actually got married?" I asked with a smile.

She nodded. "Yes, I have a 5 year old son and another child on the way." she said and patted her belly. I gave her a warm smile.

"Congratulations." I said. I then looked to Sam.

"Well, I got a girlfriend." he said. "Been together for a few years now." he finished.

"I'm happy to hear that." I said. I then turned to Paul.

"I'm a teacher at the elementary school." he said. I raised an eyebrow.

"You're not trying to brainwash the kids into believing Bigfoot's real are you?" I asked. He chuckled. He used to believe that Bigfoot existed.

"No, while I believe he exists, I teach History." he said. I smirked.

"Guess they still have to worry about you." I said. He rolled his eyes and chuckled. Paul was pretty much a history nerd. In fact, both of us were history nerds.

"So, how about you." Mari said. "What have you been doing ever since you got out?" she asked. I sighed.

"Well, I had been working at Auto's." I said. Mari's eyes narrowed.

"You work with that asswipe?" she asked. Autos was a very infamous repair shop in Hurricane that had the biggest asshole for a boss on this side of the Mississippi River. It may be very good at fixing cars, but the boss, like I mentioned, is a total douche to his employees. I nodded. "Why?" she asked.

"Only place in this area that actually accepted my application. All the others kept pointing out my criminal records and revoked my applications." I said with a sigh.

"So, why did you go to prison again?" Sam asked. He winced as he was elbowed from both sides by Marissa and Paul.

"No, it's okay." I said. We never really kept secrets, and the ones that we did keep secret, it stayed so until we were ready to tell the secret. "I went to prison for nearly beating a 12 year old to death." I said sheepishly.

"What the hell did the kid do to get you to nearly kill him?" Paul asked. I glowered down at the table.

"Remember when I went to New York for the week to be with my cousin?" I asked. I had gone up to New York for the week to see my aunt, uncle, and 10 year old cousin Sally. They nodded. "I was supposed to go pick her up and take her home. But as I was walking towards the school, I heard screaming coming from where the dumpster was. I went over there and saw this older kid attacking Sally." I said.

"Why did he attack her?" Marissa asked, staring at me with wide eyes.

I scowled. "The kid wasn't right in the head. He was special." I explained and their expressions changed to winces before I continued. "He also thought that because of his disability, he could do or get whatever he fucking wanted, his parents even encouraged this, so when he saw my sister, he liked her and wanted her to be his girlfriend." I paused. "He wasn't very good at flirting, and his advances and the jokes he made were downright creepy. So obviously, because of of his creepy attitude, she said no, but he didn't take that as an answer, so he started to attack her." I said through clenched teeth as the memories of seeing the scene appeared in my head. "I snapped right there, I just grabbed the little bastard and began beat the shit out of him." I said. Closing my eyes as I remembered hearing the kid squeal and cry as I punched and kicked him in the face and ribs and even gouged an eye out. "It took five people to actually pull me off of him." I finished.

"I didn't care if he was "special" he tried to hurt my cousin." I said with restrained anger. "So after that, the kids family filed a lawsuit and demanded that I actually get the death penalty, they didn't want to believe that their "Precious little son" could ever attempt to attack someone." I said with sarcasm before I continued. "But because he wasn't' killed, and this was in New York, it couldn't be passed. So they wanted me to have life in prison. But instead, I was facing 20 to 30 years." I said shaking my head. "I nearly got 20 if the security cameras at my cousin's school hadn't caught the attack. It showed the kid right there attacking her, and also me losing it on him. Not to mention Sally even came to court and tried to defend me." I said. "Even though the evidence showed that I didn't attack him without reason, they still wanted me to get life, cause they thought that the whole video was made up by my family to try and attack their family since the mother was running for mayor. But the jury was merciful enough to give me just 10 years." I said with finality.

"Where is he now?" Sam asked nervously.

"From what I have heard, he still needs a feeding tube." I said. I saw the three shiver and I took in a heavy sigh. "To be honest, I still don't regret it." I said. "It's always been hard for me to regret my actions." I finished with a frown.

Suddenly the waitress came up with her little notebook out. "Good morning, would like me to take your orders?" she asked. We all nodded as she gave us the menus. I opened it and looked at it before looking back at her.

"I think I would like an omelet next to a steak, and a regular coffee please." I said. She nodded and wrote down my order. As the other three requested their orders I began to drift off and thought back to that day.

JANUARY 5th, 2008

BROOME COUNTY SUPREME COURT

BINGHAMTON, NY, 10:30 AM

I stood in a orange jumpsuit, with bruises all over my face, handcuffed as the jury read their final statement.

"We find the defendant guilty of assault against a minor and sentence her to ten years in prison." was all I picked up from them. I was going to prison for 10 years. My head lowered. I couldn't look at my adopted family in the eye. Sally was there too. I still couldn't believe she tried to defend me. She tried, I will give her that. I sighed as I heard the 12 year old's family shout and jeer and even shout racial slurs at me.

"WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU PEOPLE!? THAT NIP NEARLY KILLED MY BABY!" The boy's mother shrieked. I winced. This woman was seriously running for mayor? I looked at the mother with a glare. I had no regrets. Maybe if she had taken better care of her special son, and teach him the world doesn't revolve around him, he wouldn't have gotten the shit kicked out of him. "THAT COUSIN OF YOURS SHOULD HAVE JUST LET HERSELF BE MY BOY'S GIRLFRIEND! HE DESERVES EVERYTHING IN THIS WORLD! YOU SHOULD BE ASHAMED FOR ATTACKING A MENTALLY DISABLED 12 YEAR OLD!" she blathered gesturing to a shivering Sally, then to me. My adopted family began to shout. I couldn't hold back my next comment. I slammed my cuffed fists onto the table in front of me and snapped my gaze to her.

"LEAVE HER OUT OF THIS YOU ASSHOLE!" I bellowed. My lawyer next to me looked at me concerned.

"Kiyo, please calm down." he said but I didn't listen. I faintly heard people gasping.

"Next time, don't teach your kid that since he's special, it means he can do whatever he wants! And if you think that I am sorry for what I did, you're dead wrong. I have never been so proud of myself." I said with with a humorless chuckle before scowling again. "At least his face finally matches yours you Hippo faced, phony fraud sonovabitch!" I snapped. My eyes widened as I realized what I just said. Dammit, I lost my temper again! The whole courtroom exploded. Either from agreement or scalding. I didn't know, nor did I care.

I sighed as I felt the officer's escort me out of the courtroom. I took a glimpse at my adopted family, they all looked sad, except my brother Mike, he was scowling at me, poor Sally was crying. As I was taken out of the courtroom, I suddenly heard a "NOOOO!" I felt something grab my legs. I turned and looked down and saw that Sally had ran up to me and wrapped her arms around my legs. "Please don't take her." she begged.

I sighed before looking at the officers pleadingly, they nodded before releasing me. I crouched down to her level and gave her a smile. "Sally, don't worry." I said. She had tears streaming down her cheeks. I gave her a stern frown. "Sally, don't give me that look, I know you don't want me to, but I have to." I said.

"But you'll be in jail for 10 years! It's such a long time." she said and looked down sadly.

I smiled. "Do not worry." I said as I gently cupped her chin and raised it so she could see me. "It's only 10 years. By the time I am out, you'll be in college." I said. "I want you to do what you want to do. I promise that as soon as I come out, I will come see you." I said. My uncle came up and gently grabbed her shoulder and gave me a sad frown.

"I'm sorry Kiyo." he said sadly. I smiled.

"It's okay." I said. "Just be strong for her. It'll make me feel better." I said. He nodded and hugged me.

I sighed sadly. I then saw the two officers looking at me. I nodded. "Don't worry, as soon as I am released, I'll be coming back." I said with a sad smile. She gave me one last hug before she let me go and I was escorted away once more. Once I was turned a corner I heard a voice.

"No." I turned and saw Mike. He was glaring at me. "When you get out, don't come anywhere near my family." I raised an eyebrow. Me and Mike never really had a good sibling relationship. He always gave me the cold shoulder. Whenever I tried to speak or help him, he would just tell me to go away and leave him alone.

"Mike, you can't keep me away from them." I said sadly. "I am still a Manson." I said.

"No your not." he said. "You don't look like anyone in my family." he said. That was an obvious jab towards me being adopted. "Don't come anywhere near us." he warned. "From now on, you aren't a Manson." he said. I looked down sadly as I was escorted away from him.

"Sorry." I heard the officer to the left whisper. I didn't need sympathies.

I gave him a small smile. "It's okay. He's just trying to make me feel better. It's how he usually does it." I said.

"Sounds like an asshole thing for a sibling to do." the officer on the right said.

I sighed as I was lead through the doors and to the van that would take me away. I looked to the left and saw my adopted mother and father looking at me sadly. I looked away from them. I didn't want to see those faces again. Those disappointed faces that would haunt me in my nightmares for the next ten years.

PRESENT DAY

I jumped as I saw my plate of food get laid before me. I felt my mouth water before I grabbed a fork and knife and began to carve a piece of steak out.

"Wait. What happened to that boy's mom?" Paul asked. I chewed the steak before swallowing.

I shrugged. "Fuck if I know, but all I know is that she never became mayor." I said.

"From the sounds of it, she was a bitch." Marissa said.

I chuckled. "With a capital B.I.T.C.H!" Halfway through Marissa joined me and we both laughed. "God, I've missed this." I said sadly.

"So, how is Sally?" Sam asked.

"She's doing well, she's in college, and is planning on going to the family reunion." I said. I was actually called by Sally who told me what has been happening. She told me they had started doing the reunion two years ago, and have done so ever since. "She actually called me and told me about it. We want to surprise them with me coming." I said. Though I wasn't going to tell them that I might not go anyways.

"Cool." Marissa said with a grin.

"So, when did you get the tattoos?" Paul said. I looked at my tattoos with a glance and smiled.

"After I got released." I said and pulled my biker jacket and tank top up to show them the one on my stomach. Marissa moved closer to me and leaned down to look at it.

"Nice." She then looked at me with a playful look. "Didn't you always use to say that you would never get tattoos?" she asked. I chuckled.

"I didn't want to at first, but…" I looked at them. "After I got released, I decided that I wanted to show that I have changed. Many of these have special meanings having to do with change and freedom." I said sheepishly. Marissa nodded.

"True. Most of these do." she said. "Well, I'm happy you're out. Maybe sometime in the future, we can all hang out." she said and put a hand on her belly. "As soon as this one pops out." she said looking at her belly with a playful glare. "Also." she said before I saw her eyes focusing off me and towards something else. I turned to see what she was looking at and saw she was looking at my bike. "You are going to let me get a ride on that at least once." she said.

I chuckled. "Fine." I said with a smile. We continued talking for another hour before we finished our meal and got up to leave. "I hope I'll see you guys soon." I said with a smile. I was pulled into a huge by Marissa who kept me in a firm grip.

"Let's hang out again next week." she said. I nodded.

"Hell ya." Sam said. I gave them a handshake and we soon left and started back home. As I drove back, I thought back to everything that has happened and sighed sadly before looking at myself in the rear view mirror. Did I really want to go to the reunion? I was very unsure. Yes, My mother, father, aunt, uncle, and Sally would want me to go but, I was unsure how the others would take me. Especially since Mike apparently didn't want me around them anymore. I rolled my eyes as I continued back home.

As I drove back I saw a vacant parking to a familiar building. I immediately stopped and turned around and drove back. I stopped at the parking lots entrance and looked at what it belonged to. My eyes widened. It was Freddy Fazbear's Pizza. I used to go there as a kid with Mari, Sam, and Paul. It used to be so lively. Now it was overrun with weeds and in serious decay. I used to love going there until it was closed down 20 years ago due to budget cuts. Before it closed, it was the best damn place I ever went to. Even Mike loved going there. I heard that last year, they attempted to make a horror attraction out of it in some amusement park a few states away. But before it even opened, it ended up burning down in a mysterious fire. I stared at the place for a while longer before turning my bike back on and driving off. Perhaps I can see what it looks like inside one day.

Later that night I was eating a pizza I made by myself while watching the TV. I was watching this weird show that was about Dracula and his wife going through family drama. I rolled my eyes at the show. At least it was worth watching. After that, I watched a few more shows before going back to bed. Wondering what I can do to reconcile with my family.

End of chapter 1.

For any of those wondering, the Mike who is Kiyo's brother is not Mike Schmidt. Also, forgive me if this feels like it reveals too much about Kiyo. But that was just one of many secrets about Kiyo that will be revealed throughout this story. Also, let me be clear, there will be no human x animatronic in this story.