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A.N.: Hey, what's up guys and girls! This is narunata89! Yeah so… this is a Sora and Kairi Fic. Don't like, Don't read. Although I like constructive criticism. This may get kinda graphic at times, so be warned. Abuse and the such. Eventual romance, it wont be like, "oh hi. I'm Sora." "I'm Kairi." "oh my god we are so in love!" I hate stories like that. Sora and Kairi are like 16, Riku is 17, and my OC Jenna who is going to be Sora's sister is 14. ya. So on with the object of genius incarnate!
Finding Another
He slowly opened his eyes. Darkness. Everywhere he looked was just pure darkness. He slowly sat up, feeling his body scream in pain, like he had been hit by a car. "Hello? Is any one out there?" he called out, hoping to hear from any one. When he got no reply, he stood up with a little difficulty and started walking, looking around for any sign of someone. He saw a light shine down 100 feet in front of him, momentarily blinding him. As the intensity of the light died down, he looked to where the light met the ground, and saw someone standing in the light. "Hey! Where am I?" the figure gave no reply. He slowly started to walk towards the figure and noticed he knew who it was. It was his little sister, Jenna. "Hey Jenna! You should go home, other wise dad will get mad. You know how he is." he called out to her. When he didn't get a reply, he stepped right up behind her. "Jenna?" he asked. He swore he heard her mumble something. "Jenna? You okay?" her voice rose a little so he could make out what she was saying. "Why weren't you there? I thought you would protect me from anything. I guess I was wrong." She said in a monotone voice. When he heard her voice, it felt like someone shoved an icicle into his spine. "Jenna? What do you mean?" he asked, feeling nervous about what she meant.
"You should know what I mean, Brother. Why didn't you help me? I kept calling for you. I guess I was wrong to trust you." She replied, still in a monotone voice. "What did he do?! Jenna?! What did that bastard DO?!" Sora yelled to her taking her by the shoulders. "He killed me Sora. And you just stood there and watched him do it. I kept calling out for you as he was killing me but you did nothing. Why didn't you DO ANYTHING?!" she yelled at him. "wha- what? H-he killed y-you?" Sora managed to choke out. A white light suddenly flashed, blinding him for a second. When he opened his eyes, he saw his sister being held down by their father. In his fathers hand was a butcher knife. His sister screaming his name. "SORA!! PLEASE HELP ME!! SORA, PLEASE!!" their father chuckles darkly, "no use cryin and screamin you little slut. That worthless little shit won't do anythin. Too scared. Now, lets get started." With that, he took the knife and slowly drug it along her left arm, cutting her deep. She continued to scream out to him, but try as he might, he couldn't move. 'What? What's going on? Why can't I help her? JENNA! I cant talk either?' he was forced to sit there and watch his sister be tortured by the sick man. He had crossed the gash he put on her left arm going acrossed it, going deeper this time, blood spraying out of the two massive gashes. "This is what you get for disobeying me." He told her with another deep insane laugh. He slowly drug the blade along her leg, from the foot to her hip, going almost to the bone. He watched as his sister screamed silently now, her voice having failed her, her life slowly draining out of her. "And now to finish the job." And with that, he took the blade, dipped it in a bowl of salt he had sitting behind him. Then he slowly pressed it deep into her stomach, and proceeded to drag it along her gut from one hip to another, blood going everywhere. He pulled the blade out, grabbed a handful of salt and shoved it into her stomach. "Now you die in the agony I have been in since you and that worthless brother were born." 'Jenna! No. I'm sorry, I couldn't do anything to help you."
With another flash of light, he was back standing behind his sister. He started to cry thinking about what he had just watched, knowing he didn't do anything to help her. "Jenna, I'm so sorry. I..." he started to say. "Shut up. I hate you. You let me die. YOU DID NOTHING! I HATE YOUR FUCKING GUTS!!" he grabbed her shoulder and tried to turn her around, "Jenna please, I couldn't do anything! I'm sorry!" "Sorry can't bring me back. So you will join me… IN HELL!!" with that, his sister spun around. He looked into her empty sockets where her eyes should have been. He looked at her shoulder. He was holding her bone. She lunged at him and sunk her teeth into his neck, wrapping her arms around his chest holding his arms down. "NOOOOOO!!" He screams as she yanks her head back and rips out his vein and lets him go. He drops to his knees, puts a hand over the hole in his neck, feeling the blood running out. He looks up at her. She leans in close to his ear and whispers, "And now you die like the worthless shit you are." With that she starts to walk away, leaving him to die alone. As he feels his life escaping him, he has one final thought, "I wish I could have died instead of her…" and with that last though, he falls lifeless.
"AHHH!!" he yells as he jerks awake, the sudden movement making him feel like his side is on fire. "So your finally awake, huh?" he hears someone across the room say. He looks towards the voice, knowing who it is. "Jenna?" he manages to croak out as he collapses back onto the bed. She walks over to the bed he is laying on. "Yeah. So how are you feeling?" she asked him, putting a hand to his head. "I feel like shit." He replies with a groan. He looks around the room. He is laying on his own bed, he realizes. The room is quite simple, consisting of a bed, a closet and a desk with an alarm clock on it. "I'm not surprised, that was one of the worst ones yet." She replies taking her hand away. "You know you don't have to take those hits for me." She says, sounding depressed. He laughs a little which turns into a series of coughs. "I told you before, as long as I'm here, he won't lay a damn finger on you." She sighs. He had told her about the dream shortly after it had happened. He was 12 when he first had it, she was 10. He had to her then and there that he would protect her at all costs. "I know. But sometimes I wish you wouldn't, just so you could heal a little bit for once. So, you had the dream again then?" she asks him. He slowly nods. Then a thought hits him. "Where is he?" he asks, dreading the answer. "He went to the bar. He said he won't be back tonight. Do you need anything?" he sighs in relief. "Can you help me up? I want to walk around abit." She nods and puts his right arm across her shoulders, helping him off the bed. He groans in pain, his left hand resting tentatively on his ribs. 'Something's broke.' He thought to himself. As he and his sister walked around their house for a little while, he asked her "So how long was I out for this time?" she doesn't reply for a second. "Almost four hours." He starts to walk towards the couch.
She helps him sit slowly, taking great care to not touch his ribs, having seen his reaction earlier. "I'll go get you some water and some aspirin. Wait here." He laughs a little. "I don't think that I will be goin any where." She looks at him, and he can see the sadness in her eyes. He sighs and says, "I'm fine. I'll be here when you return, don't worry." She looks at him a little longer as he smiles reassuringly at her, then goes into the kitchen to get the aspirin. As soon as she leaves the room, his smile disappears. 'I don't know how many more of those I can take. But I can't let him hurt her. I won't.' he slowly lays down on the couch and is soon drifting into an uneasy sleep.
A.N. So how was it for the first chapter? Please review so I know if I should continue. And yes I will give a description of the character in the next chapter. I'M OUT!!
