You Better Start Running
WARNING!
This story is M rating. This is because this story is going to get very dark and will have some heavy content that may not be suitable for younger audiences. As it will cover heavy topics, such as: Abuse, Murder, Language, Sex, Depression, Self-Harm, Suicidal Thoughts and a lot more darker themes.
This story will be told solely through, Braig and Xigbar, and what they have experienced through their life and non-existence life.
DISCAIMER! I have no rights to any off the characters, worlds, items, weapons etc from the Kingdom Hearts series, Final Fantasy series, or Disney content.
I hope you enjoy and please a review to let me what you think of the story.
Prologue: Welcome to My Life… It Sucks!
So…
Where do I begin?
It's not like I have ever done anything like this before. In fact it feels quite weird, writing everything on paper… But Even did say it could... help me. I don't really see how. I know he is trying to help and all…. but I don't see how this is going to do anything. I understand, he is constantly busy looking after, Me, Terra, Isa, Rould, Lumaria and Myde, all at the same time. So I suppose he's trying to find ways to occupy us, but I hardly think this is gunna work. Well it's not for me anyway.
Writing a fucking book of my entire life, and non-existence life, is apparently supposed to help.
But what do I know? I'm not a doctor, that's Even's department.
And I guess he and Ienzo were the ones, to suggest this fun activity.
However I think it is just a way to get information out of me. I hear all four of them talking to those pesky kids about the Organization… wow… didn't realise how much that word has an effect on me. Sometimes it does, sometimes it doesn't. Looks like today is one of those days, ya know?
But Leon and his fucking crew of misfits, don't want me here!
But as Dilan, Aeleus, Even and Ienzo are working with the misfits, to get Radiant Garden up to high standards again, they got no choice but to keep me here. So they all probably feel this is the best way to get information out of my sorry little nugget. In all fairness, I do know everything, and I do wanna help. But it's difficult for me to talk about. However talking is the best way I can help, and I feel I should help. Mainly because this is my fault, but also because I put them lot through this.
I put Dilan, Even, Aeleus and Ienzo through this.
That's weird and scary... God I hate doing that.
Perfect number order…. Ok, ok, ok breathe…..
Breathe… breathe… breathe…. breathe… breathe… breathe….
Right…
Composing myself there, sorry about that. Little things, like that, upset me… ok, I guess this helps Even, if he reads all of this. He will be able to know what actually sets me off. I don't even know what triggers it. After all, he is gonna read this every time I write one, so yeah he might actually, get helpful information out of it. That might actually make me better.
Also I wanna help out. I will do whatever I can, for those who were affected by the old coot. That's what I gotta do.
Sorta of not fair though, I have to write this bloody thing, but Myde, Lumaria and Rould; they can talk about this stuff, freely.
Whereas Terra, Isa and I have lived with this for much longer. It really plays on our minds. No wonder Even is trying to get us to write one of these. Probably to make us remember what our lives were like, before I cocked everything up….
I guess I owe them. All of them really. Hopefully writing this I can set things right between me and my brothers. Even, Aeleus and Dilan. (This time in age order). I can make things right between us all again. No more lying, no more deceiving or trickery. Just the truth of what happened, and what stuff I did to put us all in this shit hole. But I also have to make things right with Ienzo again. He is my nephew after all, and he, like all of them, deserves to know the truth. Who knows, this might even get me to remember things, I wanted to forgot, before I even met the old coot.
So I am going to tell this story, right from the beginning…
This time, no lies…
-Braig. S
