Something that I came up with a while ago and finally decided to post up.

Enjoy! :)


Prologue:

Silver streaks covered his field of vision. Tears prickling in his eyes. He made no move to try and stop them as he willed himself the courage to hold his head up. His eyes met with solemn and unreadable faces. They all turned towards him as if they sensed him watching with those penetrating eyes, beautiful yet terrifying. Scrutiny, judgment, and hate were all directed at him. It was noticeable in everyone's face. Against his own will he shook slightly with fear as one of them stood and moved towards the front of the bench.

"Your honor we have reached a decision..." He braced himself, his heart beating unsteadily of its own accord.

Please...no...

"We find the defendant...guilty." And as if on que sighs, approvals, and cheers resounded from all around the court room.

Pale eyelids fell and a single tear slid along his cheek, the last one he would shed, he knew, for he would have to face hell now. And hell gave no pity.

"Riku Kazama?" He opened his eyes once again.

The judge spoke in a calm and gentle voice, as if it pained him to do this. " Son, as you are now 18 years of age we are forced to try you as an adult. That means no juvenile detention center... but prison. You will be sentenced to five years on the charge of kidnapping and attempted murder. You will also be appointed a therapist for attempting suicide." Suicide? But I... What... "You got off easy. The passenger fell into a coma but luckily for you he is now awake and... except for a minor case of amnesia..."

White brows furrowed in confusion. Coma?

"...if he's lucky he'll forget all about that night."

Pain shot through him, heartbreak evident in his aqua depths...he can't...never... But no one paid any heed.

"You will be taken to D.I. State Penitentiary where you will spend the next five years. May God have mercy on you and guide you to redemption." The judge handed the file to the bailiff. He gave a sigh, that only Riku was able to hear, he banged the gavel and then rose. "This court is adjourned." And with that he left.

Riku stood motionless, watching as two police officers walked up to the stand, each one pulling roughly on a pale arm. Handcuffs were secured a little too tightly on his wrists, but he showed no sign of it. As if in slow motion they dragged him away towards the doors that led out of the court room and down the path to hell. His lifeless eyes stared intently towards those blackened gates, slowly opening and pulling him in to its fiery depths, and far away in the distance he thought he heard faint screams and cries of protest. Whether they were his mother's or simply a mere trick played by his mind, he didn't know. Maybe both, he reflected, as he turned towards his mother's bloodshot eyes, filled with sadness and disappointment. He made an attempt to touch her cheek but the handcuffs sobered him. He let out the only thing that was instilled in his mind, the only thing he could think of to say to her, "I love you...mom..." Not being able to take anymore of her pained eyes he looked away.

He was nearing the doors. Just ten more steps... nine... eight... seven... the doors opened six... five... four... each officer grabbing hold of an arm three... two... and just before he took the last step he noticed, there in the crowd, red the very same color of hell's fires ...one... In shock his eyes widened. He was through the doors. They turned him around to face the crowded room of which he had just exited and all he could see was the red, the fires consuming him, as they closed in around him. And through the flames a most sinister smile gleamed.

"No..." he managed to whisper. The doors were closing, shutting him out, and the last thing he was able to see was him. "...it was you."


Haha! I know it's short but I will post up the first chapter soon enough. Review please flames are welcome too. :D

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