Yeah, I haven't updated any of my stories in a while. Sorry about that. I have a lot of vacations to go on, parties to go to, pools to swim in, movies to see. So I'm actually very busy. I'm actually a very busy girl! If I could, I would update everything weekly, but i can't. Yeah this is a new fanfiction, so? I told two of my fanfiction friends I'd dedicate a story to them. It's dedicated to DomtheNobody and KingdomHeartsRox! You guys are so awesome!
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Ground. The cold hard ground that I'm laying on, head throbbing with pain. The sun was glaring down upon me, and the orange-yellow ground of the sandlot with specs of blood on it. Sometimes the sun disappeared, as if a cloud had just passed by. But in reality it's only because my opponent moved in front of it.
Blood. The small crimson stream trickling down my face, somewhat cooling it off a little. The small stream eventually began mingling with the clear beads of sweat that covered my face.
Pain. Kicks expertly placed in my stomach bringing more sharp, stinging, pain. Pain that meant nothing to me.
I just layed there. I wasn't losing. I was drawing out his 'victory' then I would get up and defeat him. Despite my minds protest, I pushed the thoughts to stand up away from my mind. But eventually, they were loud and clear.
I must stand up, show that I am undefeatable. My world depends on it. I am strong, I am unstoppable, in this town, I'm a legend.
I am an idol to all of the other boys, someone people let control their lives because if they didn't, they wouldn't have a life. Some people even depend on me, but not for good things. I'm assosicated with drugs, violence, everything people would think of when they hear the work 'delinquent'. That's right, I'm a delinquent. Some people say that I should just go behind bars. They say I'm more like a criminal than a juvenille delinquent. They all keep their mouths shut around people in charge, they know not to get me angry.
How bad can this kid be? That's the question I heard from all of the new kids that came to this town. Their friends always gave the same long and detailed explanation. I don't have to time to say all of it, but I'll sum it up.
Have I killed someone? No.
Have I almost killed someone? Yes.
Do I do drugs? Whenever I can get my hands on them.
Do I sell drugs? Only when people ask nicely.
Are people afraid of me? Very.
Are you part of a gang? I'm the leader of the most feared gang in Twilight town, quite possibly the world.
Have you ever shot someone? I'm the leader of a gang, it would be a crime if I haven't.
That's why people steer clear of me. But they still treat me like a king. A very evil, powerful, scary, King. So basically, I rule this place. Even my parents bend to my will. I can never be dethroned. But that doesn't mean that they don't try. Only the bravest even try to challenge me. That's why I'm on the ground right now, Riku Gray challenged me, he wanted to rule this place, but we all know that that would never happen.
One more kick to the stomach and it's time to get up.
Pain.
My small feet clad in bright orange sneakers. My feet helping me stand on the ground, blood dripping off of my face and onto the ground, and some of my sweatshirt. The drops of blood were only adding to the assortment of colors on the ground. I take a deep breath, filling my lungs with as much air as I could. The slight narrowing of the eyes because of the sun. I pull back my arm, getting ready to punch him. My arm is like a spring, it bounces back. I release my arm letting it fly through the air, and it hit him right in the nose. He stumbled backwards a little bit, blood pouring out of his nose. He gingerly put his finger on his nose and winced slightly. He touched the blood, his hand getting soaked from the blood flying out of his nose, and looked at it.
He turned his attention to me, his eyes filled with a fiery anger that would make any normal person cower. Except, I'm not normal.
He threw angry punches at me, but he never even landed one. He tried to punched me in the face, but I reacted quick enough and moved to the right. He tried again, I moved to the left. Tried to punch me in the chest, and I did something totally amazing, something no one would have ever expected, I... moved to the side. His steam was dying down, this is the perfect time to attack.
Then it was like time slowed down.
The sun was beating down hard, shining off of Riku's long silver hair. He was moving forwards and backwards with his hands at the ready. His jaw was set, his eyes narrowed, lips white. I just stood there, flexible, ready to dodge anything he threw at me. But he didn't, well not immediatly. He started to bring his left leg back slightly, I watched him like a cat watches a mouse.
He kept bringing his foot back, faster and faster each second. But I just stood there, my blue orbs trained on his leg. He evetnually let his leg go flying towards me. Dodge or parry. If I dodge then he will just kick again, if I parry he'll go off balance, giving me a chance to attack.
When his foot was close enough to my face, I stuck my arm out, braced myself a little, and let his leg fly into my arm. It hurt a little bit, but I got the result I wanted. He went completely off balance, stumbling to the left. I brought my leg forward and kicked him in the chest. He fell backwards with his hair flying around his face, blood still flying.
He landed with a sickening thud, his head hit the ground twice, the second time was from the force making his head go up again. He didn't move, he didn't breath. Blood was trickling both from his nose, and his scalp. I walked over and kicked him in the side, checking for any signs of life. He only moved a little bit, but he was still alive. If you looked closely you could see his chest rise and fall. I turned towards the crowd and nodded.
Victory was mine.
They erupted in cheers and applaud. I ate it all up. The praise was all forced, I knew that. I could hear it in their voices as they screamed my name. They wanted Riku to win, someone else to rule Twilight Town, some one who wouldn't kill them. Well I have a message for them, Too bad, bitches!
Why would they clap if they weren't happy about it? Because, everyone knows I like winning. Winning equals praise. Praise makes me happy. No one wants an unhappy me. So they clap, cheer, whistle, sometimes even cat call. I don't even care if it's fake, it feels so good.
I tunred back towards Riku and bent down, causing my black hood to fall over my bright blond hair. I didn't care, I still grinned like the Chesire cat.
"No one beats me." I whispered. It was quiet, but it still seemed to fill the whole Sandlot. I think the drugs I had before this fight, somehow, are affecting me now, because I think I just saw a small smile grace Riku's lips. I furrowed my eyebrows, the grin was wiped off my face, I took a step back in shock.
Riku did smile. It wasn't drugs, he was awake. Riku slowly got up, a bit unsteady, but awake all the same. He stood where he was, five feet away from me. He had the same smile on his lips, it made him look like he knew everything. His aqua eyes piercing my skin in a death glare. Blood trickle through his silver locks, leaving red streaks in them.
"Too bad, that's what I'm here to do." He said in a mock sad voice, like he was sad about what he was going to do.
I barely had time to register the fact that Riku wouldn't stop fighting until he won. Do you want to know why? He kicked me in the balls. I took a step backwards, my eyes flying open, a sharp gasp, hands flying to... my area.
One...two...three. They're all here, okay.
I tried to straighten up, but the pain was somehow worse than being stabbed or thrown onto the ground. It was simply unbearable. A punch to the face, ouch, in the nose. I felt the warm blood erupt out of my nose, covering my whole upper lip. Punch the the gut, out of breath. Punch to the jaw, damn, bit my tongue.
There was no noise from the crowd, they were watching intently, hoping Riku might accidently break my neck or something. They were actually enjoying this. While Riku was relentlessly pounding me, I actually saw their smiles and excited whispers. I didn't care, they would be hurt later.
Riku punched me twice in the chest, causing me to fall onto the ground. He bent down and kept punching me in the chest. He laughed and began to sing the most dreaded song in the world at the top of his lungs.
"Roku, Roku, That's his name. The name of the little freak kid. No friends, no life, just some pathetic little fag. A tiny little specimen, that takes up the whole freak category. Roku, Roku, Roku, Roku. He tried to rape his brother, he must be a fag 'caus the only people he even talked to were girls, and they even started to gossip. Roku, Roku, what a pathetic, messed up, tiny little specimen that takes up the whole freak category." He finished his song and sighed. He had a dazed, thoughtful look on his face as he stared at the sky. He looked back at me with his piercing aqua eyes.
"Bring back some memories, huh, Roku?" He asked me. No one called me Roku in years, no one can call me Roku anymore. Only he can call me that. But he was gone, he left me alone with this horrible life I had to fix. Despit the fact I was the most feared, unemotional guy in Twilight Town, tears formed in my eyes. Not tears of pain, emotional tears. Riku noticed.
"Awwww, baby gonna cry?" He taunted in a fake baby voice. More memories surfaced and I couldn't hold the tears back any longer. They spilled down my face, I made no sound. My eyebrows were knit together, my lips pressed together hard. He laughed at me then stood up, facing the crowd of people. I sat up and kept my head low, this is going to suck some major ass.
"This is the most pathetic person! He's supposed to be all big and strong, but he's blubbering? He's not fit to run this place, he's just a pathetic, useless, messed-up, freak, called Roxas." People laughed, and Riku laughed. They all laughed. I closed my eyes, trying to make it go away, make past stop repeating itself.
"Get back up Rox! He's making fun of you, he's putting you down. He's trying to make sure you're luaghed out of your postiton. So pull it together and remember what I said. Forget what they all say, you're better than them-" A familiar voice in my mind started.
"-you can beat all of them." With my favorite words of wisdom, the tears stopped flowing, and the sadness was replaced with rage. Pure, white hot rage. I growled a little bit, but noone heard me, they were still laughing.
I got up and ran. I ran right at Riku and tackled him to the ground. I punched him in the face, spat at him, I did it all between shouts.
"No one...insults...me!...No one...laughs...at...me!" His face was caked in blood, he was limp, and I could tell that everyone's face was frozen in a cross between shock and terror.
The white hot adrehnaline was pulsing through my veins, the anger guided my muscles. I was unstoppable.
I picked Riku up somehow and threw him on the ground. He landed far away from me. He was laying in a pile of body and blood. I walked over to him. He was still stirring a little. I was angry, he wasn't knocked out. If I were one year older, I would be okay with killing him, but right now, I just settled for severly injured.
I took his good arm and grabbed his fore-arm and upper arm and pulled down with all the strength I had. His scream pierced my ears, it was carried all through Twilight Town, it made birds fly away. I threw his arm onto his body and stared at it. It was useless right now. All broken with the bone sticking out, it was sort of sickening, but I don't care.I spat on him again and stood up still looking at him, he was knocked unconscious because of the sudden pain. Good.
"No one can beat me." I said quietly. I turned towards the crowd and looked at them. They were just staring, petrified. Hayner May, Riku's best friend, ran out into the sand lot towards Riku. He checked his vitals then looked at me, his glare was genuine.
"You're going to pay for this, jackass!" he yelled venom in his voice. Though he lost points for having tears in his eyes.
"How many times have I heard that?" I asked. he didn't say anything but whipped out his cell phone. I kept staring at the crowd. Did they forget the rules I established? I narrowed my eyes tightening my hands into fists, it was sure to make them squeal. There was an applause, a small applause, but I made it louder by hissing. I did a quick scan to make sure everyone was clapping.
Olette:Yeah, but she's glaring at me. I flash a grin at her and she sticks out a tongue. I think I liked it better when she was on my side. Oh well, win some lose some. In this case I lost my only friends, but I felt better.
Kairi:Yeah, but she looks scared. She even refuses to look at me. Hmm, thought she would be all over me since I look just like her favorite eye candy.
That's when I saw her. The one who wasn't clapping. She had extremly light blond hair that was up in a ponytail, her bangs falling around her face. She had a white t shirt that said 'FEED MEH COOKY!' on it in black letters. She had blue short shorts on, and she was standng near the back of the crowd right next to Kairi. She had her arms folded, he facial expression was that of a rock.
Who was this chick? I know everybody in Twilight Town, they know all of the rules, they follow all of the rules. But she was new, she didn't know anything about Twilight Town. I grinned to myself and pulled up my black hood. I began to walk into the crowd, people quickly parted, but they kept clapping. Why? Because it's the rules!
I kept my eyes focused on the mystery blond, and she kept glaring at me. I walked towards her and Kairi. Kairi stiffened, but the blond kept glaring. I smiled at Kairi. I knew she hated me now, but it's fun to pretend otherwise sometimes.
"Hey Kai! Haven't seen much of you," she didn't say anything. I chuckled, she tried so hard to pretend I wasn't real. Everyone did, I'm a nightmare. Then I turned towards the girl. She had her hands on her hips, and her jaw was set. I ruffled her hair best as I could since she had it up. I could practically see the smoke coming from her ears.
"Don't touch me!" she yelled. I smiled. She sounded determined. Determined to do what, break the rules and have me go insane again.
"You shouldn't yell at me. You do know who I am right? Roxas Strife. I rule this town. Every leader has rules. I have them posted on builletins everywhere, School, Station Heights, Tram Common, Sunset Terrace, Train Station. If you can't find them, have our friend Kairi tell you." I said. I walked away, but I heard the girl ask, "Our friend?"
I heard Kairi sigh.
"It's a long story, Namine. I'll tell you later when I'm sure Riku's okay, Hayner must be dying inside."
"He probably hates Roxas' guts," the blonde girl, Namine, said. How right she is.
"We all do Namine." I laughed, Kairi was absoloutely right. And I don't even care.
I heard the familiar blare of sirens and ran through the back alley. I ran quick as I can. I heard men begin to walk towards the back alley, probably Police officers looking for me. I thought they would've given up already. I duck into the tunnel with no other choice left. I ran through it, the colors whizzing past. Then I saw the small skateboard positioned on the wall. I picked it up and saw that it said Riku on it in white letters. Smiling I picked it up and began to ride it.
I made a turn to the certian passage that led to Sunset Terrace, where my house was. I zipped out of that tunnel and straight into my mom. She got up and rubbed her head. I almost felt bad, I just knocked my own mother down. What should I do?
Eh. That's what my dad is for.
I picked up my skateboard and ran into my house, which was a nifty ten feet away. I ran inside and brought the skateboard with me.
"Hi dad! Mom wants you outside. He sat up, silent and towering, walking outside of the house. I went into the little cupboard under the sink and took out the spray paint bottle I hid in there. I shook it and began to spray it onto the name Riku. The black spray paint covered it up almost instanly. I looked in the cupboard again looking for a different color, i don't even know if I have anymore, but it was worth a try.
I found a white in there and picked it up. I shook it and looked out the window. My father was helping mom to the house. I uncapped it and quickly wrote my name on the skateboard and put the spray paint back into the cupboard and slammed it shut just as my dad and mom walked in the door. I smiled quickly and ran upstairs with my brand new skateboard in hand. I placed it in my closet and looked out of my window. The ambulence should be coming in about three...two...one.
The sirens and flashing lights. It drove past my house and disappeared out of sight. I sat on my bed. It was Riku brought up. I got up and opened the drawer by my bed. I sifted though all of the syrings and produced a pack of cigarettes. I opened it and looked for a lighter. I seriously needed a smoke.
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So How was it? I got sloppy near the end, most people do. And I'm tired so. Well, here it was, the story that has been brewing in my mind for forever, R&R.