Hello lovely's,

I have been WAY to excited to post this new story with you. Finally the day has come :D

This story will be focused on Rev!Kevedd, which i absoluetly adore.

Can you guess which song inspired this story? Just like The Scientist this one is named after a song that really hit me :3

I tried doing something way different from The Scientist, i had all these thoughts and ideas on a notebook and i knew how they were going to connect. I write as i go without planning every single chapter. Adding and editing things as i go along and it has come to be a good approach for me as it is less stressful. Not to mention that the chapters will be much shoter than my other fanfic.

Well, i hope you enjoy this introduction to the story.

He rose above the shallow water and quickly smashed down against the tides, then let himself slowly sink. He loved the feeling of being underwater. At first it was like a roller coaster then it became something very different. His conscious was in tranquility, at least for now. It eventually felt almost bone crushing from the intense pressure of gallons of water that encompassed every inch of his body. He was at a loss of control. He didn't know which way was up or down. The pressure squeezed his lungs, causing them to ache. The feeling of numbness enveloped him from the defeat of his dominance he once possessed.

All he could hear was the rumble of the clear liquid that surrounded him. He closed his eyes, and his mind went blank as he felt the sea's terrors. He opened his mouth to call out, but nothing came. Instead his throat was quickly filled with water causing him to choke. There were no sounds from the exterior, no cries from those who have wronged, no pitiful stares from those merciless strangers that passed by. Gradually his sight started to slip away, sinking into the darkness below. He was alone with just his thoughts that were heightened to their full extent, they yelled, they begged, they laughed, they screamed. They were his unwelcome truth and he knew he was forced to face the world above, dead or alive. There never truly was escape from the hell that was his life.

Then the sea swallowed him whole...

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Kevin Thomas Barr adjusted his favorite red Quiz Bowl cap as he looked at himself in the schools bathroom mirror. He had always been a scrawny, red headed boy and he constantly cursed himself for it. Not like he could change anything by it but he still did it anyways. He tried to straighten his green cotton sweater that had been ruined from a slight beating he had received during lunch by his typical bullies.

Kevin let out a long sigh as he took a good look at himself. His glasses slightly cracked, his pale freckled skin bruised and cut, and his eyes had dark circles from the lack of sleep he had from the pain that was enacted upon his thin body almost every day. He already was self-conscious and he really didn't need any more points to add to the list.

He would have giving up to the gang of bullies long ago if it wasn't for his best friends Nazz and Rolf. Nazz was a short, pretty girl that always had her short blond hair tucked behind her ears, and wore loose sweaters with knee length skirts. She possessed probably the sweetest most caring personality there ever was. She was strong in heart, and a great listener. Kevin often asked her for advice on everything.

Rolf, well he was an awkward poetic guy. He was a good friend, sure, but he wasn't nearly as good as giving advice like Nazz was. He was a bit more difficult to talk to and Kevin often felt confused but he was a good guy nonetheless. He and Rolf would always step up against their bullies in order to protect Nazz. He was Kevin's right hand man. Unfortunately Rolf had moved away back to his home country about a month ago to help care for his ill grandmother.

Now that Rolf was gone, Kevin was left alone to his own devices to deal with the ruthless gang all by himself. And ruthless they were. Once the gang found out about Rolf's absence they all decided to gang up on poor Kevin almost every day.

He couldn't even remember how the bulling had started. It had probably started back in junior high with light teasing, and ever since high school, the bullying gradually intensified to what it was today. A physical beating that nearly left Kevin feeling on the edge, wanting to end it all with one swift cut, with one quick jump, with one tiny pill. However he could never go through with it. It was always a thought that crawled through his brain in his darkest moments, and as quickly as it came, it left. He knew better, he had hope, he had strength, he had someone to protect. He had Nazz. It would take a lot more to break him.

It was stupid to even think about it really; he appreciated life even if the gang made it hard for him at times. He knew it would all be over soon and he would be able to move on to greater things in life, like riding his motorcycle.

Now, Kevin didn't look like the type boy to love adventurous tasks, yet he did. His motorcycle rides were his favorite. He would drive at full blast through the late night's weekends on the almost deserted freeway. He loved the adrenaline rushing through the blood to his pumping heart.

The very thought of it made eyes shine bright with anticipation "Uuuuh man now I wanna ride my bike, fuck school" Kevin took his hat off and scratched his red hair that always seemed to fall awkwardly on his forehead. He had skipped school once to go out riding, but he hadn't fully thought of the consequences. The bullies were out looking for him and when they didn't find him they went after Nazz. Poor girl, she didn't deserve it, and never again did Kevin ever leave Nazz on her own again.

He was annoyed and frustrated with tears that threatened to leave his eyes as he thought back on that dreadful day. His conscious was filled with guilt that he could never repay to the innocent blond girl. He looked at his pitiful state in the mirror, irritation reflected in his emerald eyes "Why do I have to be so weak?"

"Why indeed little Minnow"

Kevin gasped, turning around to see the source of the deep voice that always had him trembling within seconds every time it resonated with such power.

There he stood, Eddward James Vincent, the leader of the pack of bullies. He towered over little Kevin easily with his terrifying presence. He wore black jeans, and a black long sleeved jacket with a blood red shirt underneath. His famous black striped hat hung low over his forehead while his dog tags swung back and forth.

He swiftly walked towards Kevin, slamming him against the bathroom wall. He harshly cupped Kevin's cheeks with a hand and forced him to look up at his dark blue eyes. "Leave my presence before I inflict more pain upon your pathetic being"

Kevin was petrified by the voice, so dark, so malicious it made his very soul tremble with fright. He was paralyzed.

"I said leave!" His voice thundered through the bathroom

Kevin quickly blinked out of his trance and squirmed out of the bully's grasped. He scurried away back into the public eye, back into safety. He stopped a second and looked back at the bathroom door with curious eyes. Eddward frankly was a very mysterious guy. He always kept to himself and there was no one who knew much about him. There were people in the school who respected the guy, most however feared his intimidating presence. Kevin had no idea how Eddward had gotten so much power in his possession, but he hoped someone would step up and give him a piece of his own medicine. He sighed angrily and went back to class.

Thank you for reading this first chapter, i know it's a bit on the dull side, but from next chapter the story will start to unravel.

Please leave a review on your thoughts/ feelings/ predictions, i enjoy reading them very much :3

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