Hi! I'm Alex and well this is my Fic. Yes I am the little sister of MoonChild123 so I have a lot of writing to do to match her skills. Never mind.. I shall never be as great as her.. sob.. Any way hear is my fic so enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own Fruba or it's characters.. But I will own the year 2106… If I live that long…
Kisa's POVI slammed the door to my bedroom. They weren't going to do it any more. They weren't going to fight over me. Mother was too over protective. Sure he was my step dad but he knew how to raise me as his own. They had a perfect marriage, only until they got me involved. I saw my reflection in the mirror. I had died my perfect natural orange hair to black. As black as the hatred around me. No one ever cared about what I said, so I just went mute. This was their most recent argument, which would be now. I went mute over a year ago. But they just noticed. All my friends moved on to other friends. Guys branded me as the biggest freak in school. They all thought as if it was just a stage, but no. Wet tears fell from my cheeks, I just ignored them. They also came and went as they pleased. In my fifth dresser drawer there was a box cutter with blood from tip to handle. You would have thought that the blade was always red, but no. it had human blood on it. I should know, it was my own. But no, I needed something else. This wouldn't be good enough. I dug deeper and pulled out a brand new kitchen knife. My eyes widened, yes this was perfect. I took one last look at the shiny new blade then plunged it into my stomach. I didn't make a sound as my blood pooled around me. Good bye to all.
Normal POV:
Kisa's mother shortly stormed into the room. "Pack your things baby we are leaving!" She turned around to discover her daughters body. "Oh my God no!" she screamed and began to cry. Her dad came up and embraced his wife.
100 Years Later? POV
I woke up in a hospital not knowing anything. Looking around it seemed I was in the intensive care unit. Then my memories hit me. My parents fighting, my sister wishing she had the attention that I got from them. I once told her it's not so great. Having your parents watching your every move. Trying to find something to blame me for. Who was I kidding? I loved the attention, I adored it. I just didn't want to emit it. The nurse came in and found that I had awoken.
"Good morning miss.!" She said cheerfully. Disgusting.
"…." I didn't reply.
"Well.. I umm... You've been asleep for just a few days. I'm happy to see that you have woken up. I didn't expect any less.' I just looked at her. I wanted to leave. Just then I realized I was in one of those crappy hospital outfits. Great, now if I get up they'll all see my butt! "By the way miss, what is your name? You came in here with no ID card, so we don't know anything about you. Right now you're marked down as a Jane Doe. As in we don't know your name." I didn't carry an ID card because it told people who is was. If they didn't know me it should stay that way. "Well?"
"My name is Kisa, Kisa Sohma."
Kisa's POV:
I can't believe I just told her that! What's wrong with me? Who is this women? "Nice to meet you Kisa! I'm nurse Tohru!" She gave me a warm smile, I returned it with a blank stare. "Where do you live Kisa?"
"In an old dojo type house. It's on the border of the city." When did that come out? More importantly.. why?
"Well, it's kind of hard to live there. They tore down those houses and built apartments there like 50 years ago." I just sat there. Torn down? 50 years ago? I've only been asleep for a few days… I got it! "How long have you been working here?" she blushed when I said this.
"Oh it must be ten years. Yup, ten years tomorrow." She seemed proud of this.
"How long have I been here?"
"Three days. I did find you in an alleyway. You looked sick so I brought you here."
"You should've just left me to die! I would have been happier!" I don't know why I said this. I was happy to be alive. Was I ever dead? I still don't remember.
"I'm sorry… I just… I just…" she looked like she was going to cry. Not cry but bawl!
"No! It's Okay, I'm just… It's all happening so fast…" Why did I want to make her feel better? I don't care about her! But her sad face turned back to happy within a second.
"That's okay I'm just emotional! I guess I care too much!" she giggled. What was funny? I am I funny? She seemed to notice what I was thinking. "No I meant that… I was laughing at myself." I wanted to go home. No, there was no home. Not that I knew of.
"Say, how old are you?"
"What year is it?"
"Umm… 2106!" she had to check her clipboard to be sure. "Well, if the years right I'm 116 years old."
"Oh my gosh really! That's so cool! I mean how is that? How could you live that long?"
"I dunno. Will cars ever fly?"
"Well, yes they do." My eyes widened.
"They what?"
"Cars-can-fly!" She replied.
One Hour LaterIt must have been an hour later when I woke up again. I must have fainted. Year 2106, cars can fly? Where have I been for the past 100 years? When I opened my eyes I saw the nurse, only she was hovered over me. "You're awake! I think you fainted from shock!" Her voice was too cheerful. I was getting a headache. "Shut up, you're too loud!"
"I'm sorry!" she said this louder "I'll try to keep quiet! I've just never met someone who was over 100 years old!"
"Well last time I checked I was only sixteen."
"Oh right! I guess I should of known that!" even louder "I'm sorry!" My head didn't deserve this…. "But I love your hair colour! Is it natural orange?"
"No I died it black, but it does look like my natural colour."
"No silly it's orange! You know O-R-A-N-G-E?" She was annoying but right. I grabbed a piece of my hair to find that it was orange.
"It's supposed to be black!"
"Well maybe the colour faded after 100 years!" She had a good point. "Or maybe you were reincarnated! You know you die but then your reborn!" it came back to me. The day I said no more! The day when I took the knife and ended my life! I was kinda proud. I killed myself without making a sound. I looked At my wrists. All the scars were gone! They weren't there! My trophies were gone!
