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Love for An Angel Chapter I: Till Death due us part.

Blood was splattered everywhere; it stained the couches and carpet and the walls had a new paint job of blood. A six-year-old boy was screaming at the top of his lungs.

"No! Don't! Get off of me! Riku!" The little boy's cries were answered to a low-pitched laugh. A man was on top of the boy pulling off his shirt and pants. The brown haired man laughed at the younger boy's cries for him to stop and for his best friend to save him.

" Sora… No one can hear you. You might as well give up." He said in a lust filled voice kissing the child, Sora on the neck. He screamed louder.

"Get off! Please! Riku!" The older man grabbed a knife next to him stained with Sora's blood from when he struggled to break free earlier and sliced the boy on his cheek. Sora cried out louder and squirmed more.

"Stop moving you fuckin' son of a bitch!" The man yelled getting annoyed with his six-year-old son screaming and moving.

Sora's father cut him again on the wrist. Sora continued to yell and struggle while blood oozed out of his feminine body. Soon his body stopped shaking and his yelled died down. The man finally was successful to pull of his son's clothes. All that was on him was his favorite sliver chain necklace with a sliver crown, Riku had given it to him for his 5th birthday and ever since then he never took it off.

Sora's father gave a low laugh before pounding into his son who still remained still. Suddenly the front door flew open and stood was the police and Sora's neighbor's, Riku and his parents. The Masaki's lived so close to the Everheart's that they heard Sora's screams and called 911. The police ran inside and grabbed Mr. Everheart off his son and dragged him out the door toward their car.

Riku saw his best friend lying unconscious naked on the hard floor. Fear struck the seven-year-old boy. He rushed to Sora's side.

"Sora…? Wake up Sora. Wake up… You have to wake up." Tears to form hiding Riku's beautiful aqua eyes.

"Please Sora be okay. You have to be okay. WAKE UP SORA!" Riku screamed clutching his best friend's body. Tears fell onto Sora's body. Riku's parents slowly walked over toward their crying son. The sliver-haired mother placed her hand on her trembling son's shoulder.

"Honey…" She said softly. Mrs. Masaki didn't have the heart to tell her son that his best friend might not make it. A policeman walked over to the boys. He placed a finger on Sora's cold neck to feel any signs of a heartbeat. Riku stared at the policeman hoping he would tell him Sora would make it out okay. But it was the total opposite.

"I'm sorry but he… didn't make it." Riku felt his world crashing. He pulled Sora's body closer to him screaming and crying dissipate his frozen body.

An hour later the police managed to pull Sora's body away from Riku's grasp. They placed him in an ambulance and drove away from his best friend who continued to scream and cry.

The funeral took place two days later. Mrs. Everheart was crying on her best friend's shoulder. Her husband just raped and killed their youngest son. Sora's 10-year-old brother and role model, Cloud sat in the back of the room, his face hidden in his hands. Riku sat next to Sora's coffin shaking as tears fell from his eyes. Most seven-year-old kids didn't know about death. But Riku's parents told him all about it when their dog, Pluto, died.

All of Sora's and Riku's friends were there not knowing how he died or about death. They simply thought he was in a deep sleep and won't wake up for a while. Only Riku and Kairi knew about death. She was clinging on to her friend crying too.

When it was time to close the coffin, Riku screamed and tackled the men closing in. His father grabbed a hold of to his sliver haired son while he screamed louder and kicked and tried to break free. Mr. Masaki nodded his head toward the carriers and they closed the coffin and carried it outside to the funeral home car. Riku was never the same after Sora's body was token away from him.

Sora screamed as his father grabbed his wrist and sliced him. He felt his body growing weaker as he was losing more blood by the second. Soon he felt was though he was falling; the pounding had stopped and he lowered his voice.

Sora tried to open his eyes only to find that he couldn't move. 'What's happening?' he thought falling in the darkness. Sora could tell it was dark out cause he couldn't see any trace of light under his closed eyes. Soon the six-year-old saw, through his eye lids, light.

He tried again to open his eyes and managed to do so. He saw nothing and thought that his eyes remained shut until the light shinned brighter as Sora glanced around the room of internal darkness.

He squinted his eyes to look at the mysterious glow and saw giant golden gates.

'Where am I?' Sora thought. He was getting closer to the light. As he fell closer the bright light blinded the child. He covered his eyes with his hands as the light encased his body.

Sora screamed as the darkness turned into light, his small body falling faster and spinning. With a thud the brunette landed on soft material.

Sora slowly opened his eyes and jumped up at the site before him. Pink and blue clouds where everywhere, the ground, the buildings, it seemed as though everything was made of clouds. He looked down at his clothes to brush off the dirt (if there was any) to see that his trademark red jumpsuit was changed to a white sparking gown.

"W-what? What happened to my clothes? Where am I?"

"Hello…" Sora spun around to see a teenager girl dressed in a white robe similar to Sora's. Her long braided brown hair bounced as she giggled at Sora's behavior. But what really surprised him was her silkily, white, almost sliver wings sprouted out of her back. " My name is Aeris. You must be Sora."

"Y-you have w-wings!" Sora spurted out his sky blue eyes widened. The teenager giggled.

"Yes. Wings are very normal for an angel."

"A wha…" Sora suddenly took in his surroundings more carefully. Winged angels flew about the clouded world.

"Wow…" he mumbled under his breath. The angels really did make the world seem prettier.

"I'm glad you like you're new home." Sora spun around to face the teen.

"Whatda mean my new home?" He questioned. It wasn't that he didn't like his home (it was his father who made him hate his house) but Riku was at his house along with Kairi and the others. He couldn't possibly leave them. The teenager's smile disappeared.

"Oh! I guess who don't know then…" The girl crouched down so that her face was leveled to Sora's. " I'm sorry to tell you this but this is Heaven." Sora's face fell. He was confused.

"H-heaven?" He asked. " You mean the Heaven in the sky where all the people go when they…"

"Die? Yes. That abuse from your father has, well… killed you."

"I'm dead?"

"Yes."

"B-but how!" Sora screamed in the angel's face. Tears started to build up in his eyes. "How could I have died? Daddy couldn't have killed me. He loved me! He's just gets mad at me a lot. He really did love me. Didn't he…?" Tears were now flowing down his face. He looked at her. She slowly shook her head.

"No. He didn't love you. He simply thought of you as a distraction from your mother. I'm sorry Sora." She hugged the crying child as he nearly ruined her perfect white gown. She whispered. "It's okay I'm here."

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