A/N Hello, this is my first fanfic as well as DN story. It took me a while to think up, but hopefully it will be acceptable. It also may suck terribly. Like I said, if there are any spelling errors, me deepest apoliges. I will try to change them because I am french and I am still learning. Please enjoy, and you may review if you like. Open to all critisism.
that is all,
-Anica
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Prolouge
The sun's spot on the ever blue sky, was stolen by the misty grey clouds; sworming and making the sky black.
Young Mihael Kheel, stood in his back yard and looked up at the ominous sky. Little drops of water started to gently touch his exposed skin. The water was cold and he stuck his tounge out to catch the tiny water droplets in his mouth. He closed his eyes and retrevied his tounge back in his mouth. He tilted his head back and smiled when he heard the loud sounds of the bells, echoing from a near church.
He loved hearing the sounds of the bells. Everyone else thought them loud and annoying, but he thought it some what peaceful.
His mind fluttered as the sound of the bells came louder.
"Mommy? What is that loud sound coming from the church?"
"There the bells Mihael."
"Bells?"
"Aren't they beautiful?"
"I guess" Mihael tilted his head back and listend closley to the bells.
The rain started to come down a bit harder and he started to dance around the grass, a smile spreading across his face even wider than before.
"Mihael! Come inside before you get sick!"
Mihael stopped dancing and ran into the house making a trail of mud behind him.
His mom was in the kitchen dressed in a dazzaling red dress and black heels. She was definatly going on a date with one of her boyfriends, the one Mihael hated.
"Mommy, are you going out again?" Mihael walked to the near by couch and slammed down face first.
"Yes I am and thats why you can't get sick. Shawn and I have been planning this date for a long while and I promised not to miss it." She came over to Mihael and kneeled down so she was at least eye level with him. "What were you doing out in the rain like that?"
Mihael turned his head so he could look at his mother's pale blue eyes. "I wanted to hear the bells.'
His mom's face turned a little confused. 'The bells? I didn't hear them ring. Don't they only ring on Sunday's?'
How could she not hear them. They were as loud as they could be.
"Well, mommy's got to leave and she'll see her big boy in a couple of hours."
"Mom! I'm eleven now! Stop saying big boy to me all the time! It makes me feel like a baby.'
"Alright, alright, alright." She said.She ran a hand through Mihael's greasy blonde hair and said "I want you to wash your hair tonight, okay?"
Mihael nodded and watched as his mother left out the door with her final goodbyes.
He went over to the TV and watched cartoons for about two hours untill he drifted asleep.
When he woke up, it was eleven thirty and his mom had been gone for seven hours. Whats keeping her? He thought. He shurged it off and went upstairs to take a shower.
The hot water hit Mihael in the face, and this time it stung. He ussally like really hot water but this time it hurt. He turned the knob to the cold side and sat down on the floor. Thinking.
Where was his mom? She was never this late like this. She was supposed to be gone for a couple hours.
His head snapped up as he heard a door open. He hurried and washed his hair as quickly as possible. He wrapped a towl around his waist and rushed down the stairs to see something very unexpected.
A police men was standing at the door way with his mother. In hand cuffs. The police men looked up and saw Mihael scared half to death. His mom's head was hanging low and her hands were behind her back. Her dress was ripped and her hair was a mess.
More police men stormed into the house, searching all over for something. One of them walked towards Mihael and said "What's your name son? Is that your mom right there?" He pointed to his mom who's head was still hanging.
"Mihael and yes, thats my mother." He said shakily. At the sound of his name, his mother's head shot up like a bullet. Her face looked scary. It was brusied and had blood on her face. Hickey's where covered all over her neck and her eyes where even worse. There were bags under them and looked like the life of her joyful blue eyes were gone. A small smile crossed face and scared Mihael even more. That smile was foriegn. There was no love. A nothingness smile.
He turned his head away from his mother and looked back at the police men. "What going on, what are you doing with my mother?"
The police man looked Mihael up and down and said "I'll tell you when you get some clothes back on."
Mihael had totally forgotten that he had nothing on but a towel. He nodded and ran up the stairs to find some clothes. He put on a red hoddie and blue jeans. Before he went down the stairs, he had to grab ahold of his dresser from falling. He felt really dissy and he started to cough very violently. He walked down the stairs and suddenly collasped.
He tumbled down the stairs and all the men in the house that weren't seaching, looked as the boy fell onto the ground. A small pool of blood forming around his head. His eyes were shutting close and he saw his mom jerk violently all around the place, fighting to get to her almost unconsious son. When she got away she kneeled down towards Mihael and said "It's okay baby, mommy's gonna be fi-" Before she was finished, she was knocked towrads the ground. The last thing Mihael saw before he slipped into unconsiousness, was the police gathering around him and his mother. Then, Mihael's eyes were shut and he slipped into a sleep. Not knowing what was a head for him.
A/N Yes I know it was short, but hopefully they will get longer as I go. If anything doesn't really make any sense to you, you are welcome to ask me. Review if you like and thanks to all who read. The more stats I recive the more confident I feel. Thanks to all who read my story! hugs all Bye the way, if you are a beta reader will you please help me, I think I'm stuck. I don't even know how contact one. Well, I am going to go to bed now. It is 1:11. Wow. Bye!
That is all,
-Anica