It hurts...

It hurts so much...

Tsuna-nii... Help me...

I don't like it here. These people... They are hurting me. My skin feels like its burning off, my heart feels like its being ripped out of my chest, my head feels like its about to explode.

I can't take it here anymore. I can't... I want to go home. I want to...

But I'm scared... They've done so many experiments on me... What if I'm different? Or maybe you've forgotten about me? It has been 5 years, hasn't it? We were ten when I was kidnapped, and now we are fifteen... I've been here for five years...

And no one has come to save me yet. Maybe you and Mama and Papa did forget about me. Tsuna-nii... Do you miss me? Or is it easier now that I'm gone? Are you all still looking for me? Or maybe you already gave up trying, since it has been five years, and no one has come for me yet.

I let out another scream when they injected something else into me. It hurts so bad Tsuna-nii. I just want to go home. I hate it here. I hate it so much.

Another needle was forced through my skin, a green liquid flowing into my arm, and another scream erupted from my mouth. I started flailing around, struggling to be free from the belts that they are using to strap me down to the table. More people came to hold me down as I continued to struggle. I can't take this anymore!

I just want to sleep. Yes, that sounds nice.

I want to sleep and never wake up again. I never want to feel this pain again.

My family won't mind right? They haven't come for me and its already been five years, so they won't know or care right?

I wanted to sleep so bad, but something was telling me not to. It wasn't the scientist yelling at me to stay awake so they could continue their research, it was something in my mind, telling me that I needed to survive, that everything would be okay soon.

So that was what it did. I endured the last of the days experiments, and waited until I was literally dragged out of the room and thrown into my cell. It was cold, with no bed, blanket, or anything. All it had was a small toilet in the corner. I lifted myself off of the concrete floor with the strength I had left and dragged myself to lean my back against the wall. Brought my knees up to my chest and wrapped my arms around them to keep my legs in place.

I could barely remember what I looked like. I know I have long hair now. I think its brown, although I can't tell since its so dirty. My bangs are long too, and they cover most of my eyes, but I can still see. My eyes are blue, unlike my brother's which are a light chocolate brown. Mama and Papa also have brown eyes, which makes me wonder why I have blue eyes. Other than that, I can't really remember much.

I'm short, thats for sure. My really skinny, since I'm only fed once or maybe twice a day. Even so, I've managed to keep myself up, although with a lot of trouble. The number of baths I've gotten is low. Maybe twice a month. It really depends on when they remember. On top of that, I've completely stopped talking. It wasn't an an effect of all of the experiments. It was more like, I just couldn't. I was so scared, and eventually, all I could do was scream and whimper in pain, but no matter how hard I tried, no words ever came out of my mouth.

This is where I've spent the last five years of my life. Nice isn't it? I've met some other kids here, but they never last. According to the scientists, I've lasted the longest. I've learned not to get close to the others anymore, and I just stay quiet, although when they don't come back, I still feel that pang of sadness in me. It hurts, not having any friends here. But I guess I never really had many friends anyway. I always stayed close to you, so I was usually bullied with you.

You must have made friends by now right? I'm sure you have. Why wouldn't you? Yeah you're clumsy, and your grades aren't so great, but I'm sure someone has noticed you kindness by now.

I eventually fell asleep, but that didn't last long. There is no peace here. It's only been a few hours since the last experiment, but I'm used to the lack of sleep. Its normal to me now. Just like the experiments. Its completely normal now. For the most part, I've gotten used to the pain, but that doesn't mean that it doesn't hurt. They always find a way to make it hurt more than the last time.

I didn't even struggle when I was being strapped back into the table, or when the scientists stabbed another needle into me. I only laid there, hoping this torture would end soon.

And maybe someone finally answered my request, because the next thing I knew, there was shouting, gunshots, and machines breaking. The last thing I remember before falling unconscious was the arms lifting me from the table, blond hair, and a soft whisper in my ears.

"You're safe now Sky."

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Well, here is my new story. Tomorrow, I'm going to put a picture of Sky as the story's picture, so you'll be able to see what she looks like. She looks a little like Tsuna, but not much. Just the hair color and face shape. Her eyes are the shape of Tsuna's when he is in Hyper Dying Will Mode, or just think of Yuni's eyes. Oh, and the only thing spiky about her hair is her bangs, which are a bit spikier than Tsuna's. You'll find out more in the next chapter, as well as see Tsuna and everyone else.

This story takes place after the Shimon Arc, but before the whole Representative Battles.

Well, I hope you liked it. I'll make sure not to make Sky too Mary Sue. I'm going to be posting a poll on my profile for the pairing for Sky, so please vote.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything.

Okay, I'm done here. Please REVIEW and VOTE! I would really appreciate it.

Ciao~