Vio: Welcome to chapter one. *w*

Warning! Vulgar language and blood!

If anyone's curious, Lily is seventeen.

I also had to go back and fix a few things in the prologue. Like Val's scene for example.

He killed over forty people in the last twenty years? I re-read that like a billion times before I inwardly face-palmed! I fixed it to where it made much more sense if you guys want to read over it again.

Sorry for the mishap! ^w^'


Chapter 1: The Frenzied Storm


"D-damn...*coughcough*…..he di-did a number on me."

"You should have kept your mouth shut Lily!" Her 'mother' hissed, not wanting her husband to walk in on her helping her daughter.

She did not want him to come after her next.

"He insulted my dad," the teen hissed as she brushed her crimson locks out her face, "he deserved that black eye."

"He is your father."

Hurt flashed in the girl's cornflower blue eyes, "Like hell he is!"

"Shut the hell up!" The girl winced as her mother slapped her upside her head, "Do you want him to come back up here?"

Silence and a shake of the girl's head was her answer.

The woman stood up and turned towards the door, "At least I know now where your loyalty resides." Her daughter spat, feeling her heart crack.

This woman she once called her mother just walked out, closing the door behind her.


"Did'ja shut the bish up?" Was the first question asked as the woman walked into the living room.

"Yes, she won't be bothering us for a while."

"Goo' girl, Diana." Her husband slurred, patting the seat beside him, "Come sit wit meh."

Said woman just smiled at the drunkard, "Of course darling, what are we watching?"

"Some guy broke out of some...hell I don' remember." He took another swallow of his beer that left Diana cringing as some slid down his scraggly chin and neck.

She glanced at the tv, noticing the wanted picture of a crazed man. Medium-length, blood red spiked locks jutted out everywhere. Amused golden orbs shone with insanity while he smiled a grin that would put the Joker's to shame.

"If you see this man, please contact your local authorities immediately. Please do not engage, this man is highly dangerous – again – do not engage."

"That prison is near our town, Paul." She whispered uneasily while fiddling with her hands.

A nervous habit she had obtained throughout the years.

"Quit worrying, Diana," Paul hissed, ignoring the unsettling smile on the man's face, "out of all the people in our town – why would he target us?"

The ravenette sighed, biting her lip, "You're right. Why would he ever come here?"

Neither noticed the flash of crimson or the soft sound of the door closing.


"Freakin' dick!" The teen snarled as she rubbed her ribs, trying to soothe the aching pain that throbbed with a vengeance.

Damn. What a sight she must be with bruises decorating her pale skin – ranging from light yellow to a dark purple, almost black.

*Throb*

She stopped, rubbing her chest with a frown. Ever since the horrid beating she had gotten, the mysterious throb had grown stronger. It was really strong right now, leaving her almost breathless as she paused to sit down on the edge of the sidewalk that connected with the road.

*THROB*

"W-what the hell?" She gasped, not noticing that her eyes had changed to a blazing orange.

*THROBTHROB*

Her eyes widened as sparks ignited on her shoulders, running down the length of her arms. A flame burned brightly on her forehead, pulsing wildly.

A burning heat was clawing at her chest, wanting to be free.

She knew that she should be freaking out by now, but all she could feel was an absolute feeling of calmness.

*THROBTHROBTHROBTHROB*

She could hear the sounds of something slapping against the concrete, running towards her.

"W-who?"

*THROBTHROBTHROBTHROBTHROBTHROB*

Something hard slammed into her and she gasped as burning orange met bloody red. Firm lips were pressed to her chapped ones and it felt so right.

My storm.

"My storm..." She whispered and a smile was her answer.

*SNAP*

Everything went black as their bond snapped into place, sky and storm flames curled around each other like a coil.

"I'll be here when you awake."


Axel nuzzled the girl's neck, loving the smell of vanilla and strawberries that clung to her.

He finally found her.

His sky.

Their bond had finally been created and he felt like he could fuckin' fly.

"Now then," he whispered, peering around to see if anyone was watching, "to get you some place safe."

He double-checked before darting off into the dark woods.

After all, he couldn't allow someone to take her from him.

"Let's go home-er...your home that is. I'm sure your parents won't mind if I stay a while."


Lily awoke to the sounds of humming and whimpering.

She felt warm and fuzzy as something stroked her cheek, "Mmmm," she nuzzled whatever was stroking her, "feels nice."

A deep chuckle was what she got in return, "I'm glad you're enjoying yourself, sweetheart."

Her eyes popped open at the unfamiliar voice and she jumped up, only for muscled arms to wrap around her thick waist. She wanted to fight whoever thought it was ok to touch her without her permission, but that warm feeling came back and she began to sigh in contentment. Dark, bloody red locks intertwined with crimson ones as she felt the mysterious man's head nuzzle in between her shoulder and neck.

"W-who," damn, she couldn't even speak straight, "who are you?"

All the air in her lungs left her as cornflower blue clashed with dark gold, "You're-"

"Axel Gates."

A soft kiss to her shoulder had all the bad thoughts disappearing as she bared her neck to this man.

To Axel Gates – a man raised in a mental facility ever since he was young, only to escape around age sixteen. He killed over twenty people before he was captured and dragged back to the now heavily guarded facility.

She was nuzzling a fucking murderer. A crazy murderer that is – but she couldn't find it in herself to care much.

"What's going on?"

Another kiss, "Hmmm?"

"What's happening to me?" She asked softly as he continued to place scorching kisses against the junction between her neck and shoulder.

"You're my sky."

It made no sense to her whatsoever, but it seemed to make perfect sense to him.

Whatever.

As long as he continued on with whatever he was doing, she had no complaints.

"Always knew you were a whore."

She looked behind the couch to see her step-father glaring at her with her mother shivering right beside him. They were huddled in between the large bookcase and the wall, neither taking their gaze off the crazed man that was currently purring.

Axel snarled loudly, "You better watch yer fuckin' mouth if ya know what's good for ya!"

"What?" She asked feeling past rage creep upon her, "You gonna hit me again?"

If even possible, Axel's snarls rose in volume and his eyes were gaining a red tint to them. He unfurled himself from her and within a few seconds – he had her step-father by the throat, holding him up and smiling as the pudgy man clawed at his hand.

"Stop!" Her mother screamed, "Please! I'll do anything, just please don't hurt him!"

Lily felt sickened to her stomach at the sight of her pleading mother. That man would drop her at the snap of fingers if he saw a much better – and lonely – catch that hungered for a man's attention.

"You make me sick," she whispered as she stood up, staring her mother down, "you care for this pathetic excuse for a man instead of your own daughter?"

No answer. Just more quiet begging and pleading.

Lily swallowed her sorrow back down, not noticing that Axel was watching her closely – not at all liking what he saw or what he was slowly piecing together.

He glared down at his sky's carrier.

She was not deserving of being called a mother.

"You'll do anything, huh?"

Teary blue eyes met his and she nodded, "A-anything you want – it's yours!"

Axel leaned in close to where their noses were almost touching, "I want your daughter."

Diana gulped nervously as she glanced over to said daughter who was blankly staring back, waiting for her answer.

Closing her eyes and taking a deep breath, she gave him her answer – her choice.

"You can have her."

Lily closed her eyes tightly, trying not to start sobbing her heart out, "Fuck you too," she hissed as a few tears escaped, "you were never a good mom anyways."

Axel let go of the man and walked back over to her, pulling her into a tight embrace.

Who knew that she would feel so comfortable in this man's arms?

"Let's go pack up your things and we'll be outta here." He whispered next to her ear, causing her to shiver slightly.

Lily nodded, "I want you to stay down here," she covered his mouth as he began to protest, "just in case they try to call the authorities."

His eyes darkened and he gave her a curt nod in agreement.

He was not going back to that damned fucked-up horror show of 'mental facility'.

Soft, petal-like lips were pressed to his cheek and he purred as he watched her walk upstairs. He turned back to the two pathetic wastes of space, sneering as the raven-haired woman tried to comfort the man only for him to gruffly push her away each time.

She would fall.

Too bad he wouldn't be around to see how it all played out, but he had more important matters to attend to.

He unconsciously eyed the stairs before turning back to the huddled pair before letting out an irritated growl.

He hoped she would hurry.


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Looks like our little bruised sky has met our little storm who's gotta lot of issues. *w*

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