Chapter 2

Backstory Continued... + Present Day (18 years old)

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Everything was dark, empty, quiet...

All of a sudden there was a ear piercing ringing in my ears. I try to open my eyes when I hear multiple thuds followed by horrible, ruthless taunts of curse words that I haven't even heard about yet. (she's 12 or 13 in the flashback) I tried to yell at him to stop but no words would come out, only incoherent slurs of nothingness. Then out of the corner of my half-opened eyes I see headlights and a pole. Suddenly the car stopped against a pole.

My mother was being beaten to death as my car slammed into a telephone pole, but my brain decided that was something that no kid should ever see.

So I forgot about it... Until today:

5 Years Later...


Trigger Warning: Rape

The room of the club was hazy, filled with smoke. Robbie Reyes, my childhood friend from the age of 5, was across the room kissing some redhead chick with a dragon tattoo right above her ass. Everybody was occupied by their slutty partners or their communal bong that was being passed around. Then I saw this guy standing across the way of the bar staring at me.

A drink is served on a silver platter by a server, in fishnets and short shorts that reeked of weed, with a note.

"Meet me out back NOW"

"holy shit... this dude is fucking crazy if he thinks that I'm going back there to meet him" I mutter under my breath, irritated.
For some unknown reason Robbie hears me and starts to take notice. This stranger must have thought that I was older than I really was if he was offering me a drink. The man starts to look at me and I get up and run out the front door, but I'm stopped and hit over the head with something that I think is a rock.

I wake up in some shitty hotel room, with my t-shirt bunched up at my neck, my shorts at my knees. Without thinking I grab for my phone, fix my clothes and try to run home. In a matter of 5 seconds the ground starts to shake wildly, when I see a sleeping man across the room, and the shaking becomes violent. Unexpectedly the celling caves in where I was staring and falls on top of him, killing him. (Thank goodness)

End of Trigger Warning

When I get home I start to talk to my dad, we are having a normal, domestic conversation when horrible images flash through my mind of my father beating my mother, her body laying lifeless in a moving car as we spun off the rode into a pole.

I suddenly pass out on the floor of the kitchen in m childhood home stop the red stain on the hardwoods that I was convinced was red clay.

"Skye! My darling daisy get up! Are you alright?!" My father said while standing above me. More images flash through my mind, now of my father standing above my mother, in the same stance he is now, in the same spot, but for a different reason.

The ground starts to rumble again, this time with waves of vibrations shooting out of my palms when my father tried to descend to my aid. I went through Terrigenesis differently than others, and my father quickly realized what I just saw.

"Your mother locked those memories away when I killed her, until you ascended into the superior species of Earth." He said with such seriousness, it hurt.

The story will continue in the next update, sorry for the cliffhanger. I know I hate them too. We will be seeing some of Skye's cool hacking skills in the next update as well.