Sentimental: YAY! Story. :3

Story Inspiration: Carnival of Rust by Poets of the Fall...Do not ask me how, I do not know. The lyrics don't even really GO with the story!

Disclaimer: OWN NOTHIN' 'CEPT PLOT...AND...MYSELF!

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Isolated Whispers

Misbehavior 1

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"Mommy?"

"Yes, Ray?"

"How come I can never play with the other boys down there?"

"Because, Ray, they're horrible little monsters, and their parents sent them here for a life-time grounding. If you started to play with them, they'd turn you into a monster as well."

"But...they can't all be monsters..."

"They all are, Ray, every single one of them."

The young one sighed, and looked up at his mother, his honey-licked eyes shining bright with hope,"But maybe I could teach them to be nice! Maybe...maybe I could become their friends and they would be able to go back home and be happy!"

His mother just looked down at her son, her chocolate eyes flickering with annoyance, but she kneeled down and gave him a fake smile,"That would be nice," Ray's face brightened,"but I'm afraid they won't change, sweety. They'll stay monsters for their whole lives."

She patted the boy's ebony hair, which matched hers, and straightened herself,"I'll message your Daddy, saying you've gone to go play with him, okay? Now head along, Mommy has some work to do." she ushered her son off, after receiving an urgent call from one of her staff.

"Mommy?" the young one tugged on his mother's lab coat before leaving,"Can't I stay with you? Daddy's no fun." he pouted, pointing to the door where his father stayed constantly, unless called out for an emergency. The woman sighed, then smiled forcely again at her son,"Well, Ray, you know your father's a busy man and tries his best to get spare time to play with you. Besides," she said looking at her pager,"Daddy says he has a suprise for you."

Hearing this, Ray's eyes lit up once more and he dashed off towards his father's dorm. His mother sighed and shook her head, walking towards her destination. A man in a white coat, similar to hers, ran up to her,"Dr.K!" he said out of breath,"The problem...in..." he stopped when the woman put up her hand to silence him.

"Don't worry, little Ray is going to solve it." she stated.

The man's eyes widened,"Y-you don't mean that...you're going to use...him for..."

"Do you have a problem with it? If you do, you know the consequences." the man gulped and slowly shook his head, slowly dying by poison, chained to the walls, was something he didn't want to ever face.

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Ray knocked lightly on the big metal door infront of him, and cheerily called,"Daddy! I'm here!" He didn't receive an answer, and he was fine with that. His father had never answered when someone was at the door, he just needed them to acknowledge themselves before entering. Lifting himself onto his tip-toes, Ray slippily grabbed the knob and turned it successfully. The door didn't open. The boy tried again, and again to open the door, it never budged. He was beginning to fret something had happened to his father, he never locked the door!

Ray started to bang his fists against the metal before him, but gave up after no response. He slumped to the ground, tears swelling his eyes. He backed up against the cold metal behind him, when it suddenly disappeared and Ray found himself lying on his back, his head resting on a pair of shoes. He looked up, and immediately smiled at the face looking down at him. "Daddy!" he called, getting up and tightly hugging his father's legs,"I thought robbers came and robbed you!" he cried, looking up at the older man, who just smiled meakly.

"No robbers would be able to get me, I'd beat them before they could lay a finger on me." he lightly pushed his son away, then grabbed the younger's hand,"Now come. I have a suprise for you." Ray cheered, unaware of what he was going to go through.

Ray skipped happily alongside his father, who kept getting the same things stated over again. Ray's smile stayed in place as he waved and said a jolly 'hello' to everyone walking by, wondering why they looked sadly at him. "Sir Boris, sir..." a brunette said, running up to Ray and his father.

"Hi, hi, Fera!" Ray waved happily, and the girl waved back.

"Yes, what is it, Fera?" the man asked, slight annoyance in his eyes.

Fera rubbed her neck,"Well, I noticed you had left your...uh...room...and I thought you had something important to do...and...um...I was thinking I could watch Ray for you...maybe..." she smiled sweetly at the raven-haired boy, then stared back at the man, known as Boris.

The man shook his head, his purple hair unmoving,"No, not today. Ray's coming with me, he's getting a suprise."

The younger one nearly jumped to the ceiling,"Do you know what it is, Fera? Do you, do you?" he asked, giddily, unable to keep still. Fera weakly shook her head and patted the younger one's hair, then turned back to Boris. "Sorry for wasting your time...sir..." and she scuddled off.

The duo continued to walk on,"She's my favourite friend up here!" Ray giggled, humming a tune that sounded like Fera's name. Boris could only groan, before he stopped at a door, nearly having to drag his son back to his side. "Ray," he looked down at the young boy,"how strong do you think you are?"

Ray looked up and slipped his hand out of his father's, then pretended to show his invisible muscles,"I'm stronger then a...fee..onics!" he stated bravely, and watched as his father opened the door before him. His mind oggled as he noticed that this one had a security pad, he quivered,"D-daddy?" the older man didn't look,"Daddy, what is my...suprise anyway?" he asked, fear shaking his whole body.

"Your suprise is," the door opened, and Boris pushed Ray inside the room,"a night with a monster." and the door shut infront of the young boy, who was absolutely freaked. Slowly, Ray turned around, to find himself face-to-face with a piece of paper with a messy drawing on it. The paper was lowered and a boy with lilac hair was revealed. "This is me," he said, pointing to the paper where a huge head with fangs was,"and this is you." he moved his finger to the small stickman inside the fangs, two x's were drawn on the 'head' of the stickman.

Ray's horrified scream echoed throughout the building.

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Sentimental: Nope, this isn't a prolouge, it's the actual chapter 1. I do realise that it's short...and maybe boring.

And dun, dun, dun, will little Ray make it out alive?...Or at least make it out with his sanity?