So this is my first story. Wootness. So this is the first chapter (well its really a prologe but oh well) and I thought I should explain a bit on the title. Keith means wind and Sora means song. Keith is Sora's big brother and this story is about his trials in finding his sister and her attempts in finding her true self. Well really you should read the actual story to figure it out so yah, have fun -
Oh, and a few more things, this is baised after the second X-Men movie because I really do not like the third. They screwed everything up in that one and it is beyond repair. They didn't even have the Nightcrawler. I thought they would have put Gambit in there too but see how wrong I was (those bastards). Any who, Keith, Sora, and Breanna are my own characters but I don't really care if you steal the names or not. And on another note, I do not own the Wish Song that will show up later though I'm not calling it that. The whole Wish Song consept I borrowd from a book called 'The Wish Song of Shannara' and I really like that mutation. It is a god mode, but at the same time, it isn't. I will explain this in later chapters as it confuses people. So if you really wish to know, then you have to eaither message me or leave me a review. Other wise I wont bother. Laters -
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The lights flickered on and off as the wind blew hard through the city. The two kids sat, huddled together in a child's bedroom. The small girl held her four years older brother close as another flash of lighting shown through the window. Their parents were fighting below them as they hid in the girls' bedroom. The seven-year-old Sora couldn't help but cry as mention of a divorce passed between their parents.
"Keith, I'm scared. I don't want mom to leave," she whispered, afraid to be heard.
"Don't worry. Everything's going to be okay. You'll see," he cooed to his sister. "Mom's not going anywhere. And even if she did, I'll take care of you. So don't cry anymore, it's all right."
She nodded her head into his solder. Thunder rolled in the background and their parents yelling got louder, and didn't quiet after it had passed. They were both screaming at the tops of their lungs, throwing curses at each other. The two kids held each other tighter when they heard glass shatter and more screaming. The older boy took his little sister by the hand and pulled her towards the window.
"Come on, I'm getting you out of here. I'm not letting you stay here another moment, especially with those two getting violent." Above all, he wasn't going to let them separate them. Not if he had a say in it.
He threw open the window, prepared for when something like this would happen. He had planed to get Sora out of the abusive home for a long time, but could never find the right time. Now it was there and he was taking the chance. Their parents were abusive, not only to each other, but at times to their children. Keith had suffered their hand for eleven years, and didn't want his sister to endure the same treatment.
Keith had a secret that his parents didn't know about. He had a gift that he didn't even tell his beloved sister about. He wrapped his arms under hers tight and told her to hold on. He jumped onto the ledge and jumped from the top story apartment. Sora trusted her brother; she knew he wouldn't do anything without thinking it through. But she couldn't stay her fear of the fall.
With eyes squeezed shut, she heard her brother give a cry in pain. Her eyes snapped open and she saw, sprouting from his back, a pair of black wings, like that of a dragon. His eyes, which were usually a rich green, were now glowing amber. His normally black hair was now white blond with a silver sheen that flew behind his shoulders, leaving his now tipped ears in plain sight.
She stared in wonder as he gracefully flew over the tall buildings of down town Chicago. He started flying away from the sun, going further and further west until he turned south. The further south they went, the less people and buildings they saw. Gliding on strong wind currants, he continued until he found a small town. He landed gracefully on a forest clearing and placed his sister on the ground. His wings retracted easily enough into his back, but his new features remained the same. He was always tall, but now, he looked, to her, as if he could be a vampire. Neither of them found any problem with that. Out of all the confusion in Sora's mind, she knew only one thing. They were never going back home.
Taking her brothers hand, she followed him past a sign with the words in large white letters "Welcome to Pinckneyville."
Yes, for any of you wondering, Picknyville is a real place - I know, it's a funny name for a town but it's where my grandma lives and I love it so much.