An all-new story while I come up with new ideas for others. This is the first time I've written a fic like this, and this is just my short introduction. Hope you like it!
There was a car waiting for me when I got past the iron gates. That was weird. I shifted my nondescript bag on my shoulder and walked cautiously towards the black car.
The driver's door opened up; out stepped a tall blonde man with deep blue eyes. His shirt and pants were a utilitarian black, but his shirt bore a silver wolf design on it. His name was Cloud. My uncle Cloud.
"What are you doing here?" I asked flatly.
"Coming to get you," Cloud replied in an infuriatingly calm tone of voice. "Didn't you know?"
I shook my head, my blue eyes cold.
Cloud laughed shortly. "Of course you didn't. You've been incarcerated for three years. Stupid me." He opened the passenger door of his black BMW. "Come on, get in."
I huffed irritably but obeyed, albeit sullenly.
I should probably explain. My name is Sora Hikari, convicted killer.
Now, before you get all self-righteous, I didn't actually kill anyone. My asshole of a brother Vanitas conned me into helping him rob a house. Unfortunately for us it was the house of Eraqus, the resident king of paranoia. He shot my brother in the chest, freaked out, dropped the gun and bolted, leaving me with my brother's body. Of course, when the cops got there, they saw me, my dead brother, and the gun that killed him lying next to me. Guess who they arrested? Me, that's who.
I got stitched up by the corrupt justice system in Hollow Bastion, where I grew up. They produced evidence that proved without doubt that I'd killed my brother…from a guy who lived ten blocks away.
Regardless, I was sent into juvenile detention for three years. Why only three? Because I had no previous charges. I got sent to the Castle Oblivion Detention Centre, which was a low-security centre for first-time offenders. Still, my time in there had hardened me up, and not in a good way.
Now I was out, and, apparently, going off to live with my uncle Cloud, his wife Tifa, and his son, my cousin, Roxas. Cloud filled me in on his family as we drove to his house.
He was just getting to how his first marriage, to a girl named Aerith, broke down, when I cut him off, saying, "Look, I don't really care about your life, OK? I just got out of a fucking prison! For a crime I didn't commit! So forgive me if I don't really give a shit about what's been happening in your life during the three years I was in there!"
If Cloud wasn't driving, he would've given me a long look. Instead he sighed. "Fine. I'll shut up. Besides, you'll see it for yourself soon."
Great, I thought sarcastically. Let the fun begin.
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