W00T, first actual series ftwwww XD
I just want to say that, this fiction is HIGHLY revolved around Kingdom Hearts: Chain of Memories and my own take of it, due to a roleplay myself and my cosplay friend Zexion are doing.
There is a LOT of Repliku abuse, some Riku abuse, Rape, Coarse Language, Violence... ___; threeways, fourways...
I feel so bad for what I'm doing to Repli ;3; but it's so much fun XD
I do NOT own Kingdom Hearts . _. and I think thats a damn good thing after the ideas I have/had for this ficcie XDDD
"All our secrets they are tailored trouble
Draped loose now around your hips
Your spotless instincts are valid
We co-exist."
- Liar (It Takes One to Know One) by Taking Back Sunday
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I hadn't even taken my first fill of oxygen and I already knew my underlying purpose in this meaningless existence…
He moved above me, my lungs burned as my lips parted and I inhaled air, gasped for it, I couldn't move, speak, breath…
I learned my only true purpose then and there.
"You, my beautiful experiment, come here."
He cooed to me, busy tweaking things within his lab. Filling bottles of bright liquid, mixing and concocting something evil and not right in the laws of life…then again, I wasn't right either. I was an abomination.
"I'm busy."
It was a blatant lie but I managed to find something to do with my hands to make it seem true; fiddling with those odd straps on my yellow top always seemed to suffice as 'being busy'. However, today it seemed like the mad academic was not buying it.
"I said come here! You listen to me, or else!"
When I didn't move he took it upon himself to come to me and yank me up by my wrists, glaring down into my aqua stained eyes with his own green.
"You will listen to me or else!!"
I flinched as his grip tightened, a smirk crawling onto his face as his nose came to my silver locks, inhaling deeply before he leaned away.
"There's someone special in the castle now, someone for you to tend with…a plaything, if you will. I know you'll have much fun with him, my toy."
So, this person was a toy as well…? Then why did I have to dispose of them?...oh well, if I wanted to live, I had to obey. With a grunt I tried to yank my arms back…no such luck. The blonde academic leaned down, making me repress a gag as his lips ravaged mine, teeth catching sensitive flesh and abusing it until it was swollen.
"Now go."
I pulled away, glaring as I began to leave, getting a smack on the ass as I did…bastard. I hated them all, every last one of them…
Sadly…I was stuck here…
…forever…