Disclaimer: I do not own Kyle XY, I just love to play with them and complicate their lives more than they already are.
Chapter 1
"Did you hear something?" Kyle asked, ceasing his movements as he focused on the noise. He heard a small rustle in the leaves, warning him of a lurking danger. He slowly turned toward the noise in hopes of spotting its origin. He heard Tom ask "what?" and after a few seconds, the first shot rang out. He spun to the side, hoping to dodge the unforgiving bullet racing toward his body. He felt a sudden fire in his shoulder, but put it off as a pull in his muscle from the sudden, awkward movement. He regained his balance as Tom yelled for him to go.
They raced through the woods, trying to stay out of the line of fire, and reached the truck. Tom jumped in the driver's seat, Kyle climbing into the passenger side. They drove quickly out of the woods, maintaining a silence until the truck came to a slow stop a block before the Trager home.
"You need to keep your mouth shut about tonight." Tom said, a darkness in his voice. "Go inside and tell no one where you were."
Kyle slid out of the truck and walked toward the house. The pain he felt earlier in his right shoulder worsened and a wave of dizziness plagued his consciousness. His pace slowed as he concentrated on reaching the front door. He was confused, having no idea about what was happening to him, and unfamiliar with a pain so strong.
His breathing became labored as he climbed the steps. He rested his head on the door frame while grasping the handle of the front door and slowly opened it. He stepped inside, feet dragging beneath him, following the voices of Nicole, Stephen, and the couple claiming to be his parents. He used the wall for supports as he made his way to the opening of the room. He reached the opening and pressed his forehead and nose against the wall.
"Nicole?" Kyle's plea was barely audible. He looked up to see 4 worried faces. "I think...I think something is wr--" Kyle was cut off as he slid down the wall, his legs unable to carry his weight any longer. The faces weaved in and out of his vision, blurred and unrecognizable. He heard Nicole's voice above him, but couldn't register the words. He felt her warm body kneeling down next to him, and his head being moved onto her shoulder. The panicked voices and blurred images faded away into darkness, taking the pain with them.
To Be Continued...