I sit in my office, silently crying to myself. Why, you might ask?
Because of all the hateful things I heard over the past couple of years.
That was what got me so upset recently. From my "brother", to other
people, I discovered that, some people hate me.
Now, don't get me wrong, I have been hurt one too many times. I had no clue why, but I let it shrug off me, because they were possibly jealous of me. Which was pretty normal, because I thought to myself that. But when I heard that I was better off dead, I just froze. People want me...DEAD? I thought to myself. Do people hate me so much, that they want to KILL me? I pondered on that thought, and then I got to the question, does 'father' really love me? Or am I just a pretty doll bought for his royal heritage to be displayed in his glory?
I walked to my sleeping quarters, sat on my bed, and thought about what happened. But the more I did, the more depressed and hopeless I became. I even went to commiting suicide because I felt so used. But as I was about to press the knife blade on my neck, I suddenly stopped, because I figured out that if I killed myself, the people that loved me would miss me dearly. So I had another plan, that if I could put myself in cryosleep, I could have a peaceful slumber, dreaming away any problems I have right now, and I would eventually wake up to a wonderful new day. A new day that was devoid of Kazuya, devoid of Heihachi, devoid of pain, anguish, and sadness..
So my plan is done. I will put myself in cryosleep, and never have to deal with my evil family again, as long as I live. I just need to get Dr. Boskonovich to agree to my idea, and it will be all set. I just hope that some people will understand me for the action I was about to do, the pain I have so endured for a long time... that they would know about when I fall asleep...the tears of the Silver-Haired Devil.
A/N: I had quite a hard and depressing time writing this touching fic from Lee's POV. I had got the idea of writing this from all the people who hated Lee and bashed him so hard, and it hurt me so bad that he had to endure this...so I wrote this from how poor Lee Chaolan felt about this.
Please be easy on me. This is my first serious fic I have written, so please don't flame me.
Now, don't get me wrong, I have been hurt one too many times. I had no clue why, but I let it shrug off me, because they were possibly jealous of me. Which was pretty normal, because I thought to myself that. But when I heard that I was better off dead, I just froze. People want me...DEAD? I thought to myself. Do people hate me so much, that they want to KILL me? I pondered on that thought, and then I got to the question, does 'father' really love me? Or am I just a pretty doll bought for his royal heritage to be displayed in his glory?
I walked to my sleeping quarters, sat on my bed, and thought about what happened. But the more I did, the more depressed and hopeless I became. I even went to commiting suicide because I felt so used. But as I was about to press the knife blade on my neck, I suddenly stopped, because I figured out that if I killed myself, the people that loved me would miss me dearly. So I had another plan, that if I could put myself in cryosleep, I could have a peaceful slumber, dreaming away any problems I have right now, and I would eventually wake up to a wonderful new day. A new day that was devoid of Kazuya, devoid of Heihachi, devoid of pain, anguish, and sadness..
So my plan is done. I will put myself in cryosleep, and never have to deal with my evil family again, as long as I live. I just need to get Dr. Boskonovich to agree to my idea, and it will be all set. I just hope that some people will understand me for the action I was about to do, the pain I have so endured for a long time... that they would know about when I fall asleep...the tears of the Silver-Haired Devil.
A/N: I had quite a hard and depressing time writing this touching fic from Lee's POV. I had got the idea of writing this from all the people who hated Lee and bashed him so hard, and it hurt me so bad that he had to endure this...so I wrote this from how poor Lee Chaolan felt about this.
Please be easy on me. This is my first serious fic I have written, so please don't flame me.