Chapter 1

Slowly, my eyes opened. Harsh light made me quickly shut them again. Not wanting to experience the irritating pain again, I gradually reopened them so my eyes could adjust properly. My whole body was slightly numb and sore, I had no idea why.

When my eyes were finally adjusted to the irritating light, I found myself to be in an empty, pure white room. Confusion enveloped me entirely. Where am I? What am I doing here? Questions raced through my mind as I assessed my situation.

Eventually, I tried to stand. An unknown force kept me from doing so. I soon learned it was a heavy metal chain keeping me from moving. The chain was short, my hands only inches from the wall in which they were bound to.

"What the hell is going on..." I asked no one in particular. Gently at first, to test their strength, I began to tug on the chain. Then I poured on the strength, yanking against my restraints as hard as I could.

"Ah, I see you've finally awoken." the new voice startled me enough to make me jump. I quickly glanced around.

"Who's there? Where am I?" I questioned the air. No one was in the room with me. Yet, the speech continued.

"Don't worry, no harm will come to you at the moment. It doesn't matter right now where you are. I want you to tell me you name." the voice didn't seem commanding, however, the command was clear. Though, something the voice said tugged at my mind. No harm at the moment... Does that mean I could be hurt?

"Uh... My name... Kaiya. Kaiya Tsuki." I stated after thinking for a moment. My mind was jumbled and scattered. I couldn't even remember my name for a split second. Which was strange, I always had my thoughts in order. Always.

"Good, you still have your memory. I was afraid I might have damaged it." the voice spoke calmly. Might have damaged it.

"Who are you? Why can I hear you, but not see you?" I asked, curiosity lacing my words.

"Simply an intercom. Would you like to speak with me in person?" the voice asked in return. My only answer was a short nod. Then the lights flicked off. A common reaction, I began to panic.

"Calm down, I'll be with you shortly."

I continued to panic, losing my depended on sense since birth. Hating the handicap, I started to thrash as much as I could, restrained as I was.

Suddenly, a door opened directly in front of me, spilling in precious light. A silhouetted figure stood in the opening, simply standing there. I tried to make the figure come into focus and not just a black outline by blinking multiple times. My efforts failed.

"Hello, Kaiya." Now that the voice was clear, not over an intercom, I could make out that it was a man's. Again, I found myself blinking.

"Turn the lights back on... So I can see you." I whispered, fear beginning to crawl through my veins. After all, I was a helpless, caged animal.

"Not quite yet." came his reply. More fear jolted through me.

"W-why not?" I managed, cursing at myself for stuttering.

"You aren't ready yet. You can't see any of us until you're ready." he stated. It was simply put.

"What do you mean, 'ready'?" I questioned, doubtful. I could be talking to a complete pedophile for all I knew.

"Don't worry about that now. All you need to do is relax. Do you need anything?" he offered. Carefully, I thought about it.

"I need to know where I am. And why I'm chained to a wall." I spat. Though I was still terrified.

"Not important. You should sleep."

"But, I just woke up."

"You need to refuel your mind." I refused. Stubbornly in fact. I shook my head, glaring at the dark figure. He couldn't make me do anything.

"So be it. But it will be dark." he muttered and left. The door closed, taking every single ray of precious light with it. I found myself whimpering.

"Please, let me out..." I begged the darkness. The stranger's voice didn't reach out over the intercom. That made matters much worse. I was deathly afraid of being alone. That was definitely what was happening just then.

Gradually, I began to freak out, tears streaming down my rosy cheeks. I was alone. My only means of releasing my emotional pain, a small razor blade I kept with me, was no where to be found. However, I had cuffs that were chaffing my wrists.

Sucking in a deep breath, I angled my wrists perfectly. Then, shifting just slightly, I dug the edge of the cuffs into the tender flesh beneath my palms. As blood began to trickle down through my fingers, I felt relief of emotional anguish, physical pain taking its place.

I began to feel dizzy, the warm liquid flowing through my fingers becoming a steady stream. The cuts stung and ached deeply. Trying to be strong, I blocked a wince, taking the pain that I'd intentionally caused. But it was too much.

"Shit..." I hissed under my breath. I had cut far too deep. I was careless. My dizziness swelled, I found myself falling forward.

As I was fading into unconsciousness, the door flew open, lights flicking on, painfully bright. My vision was fading to black. The last thing I saw before I was swept away by even more darkness, was a pink haired man rushing to my side.