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Unknown POV
Escape was so close, it was all still fading fast, the pain was almost gone. After what had been an eternity, the torture was almost over; just a few more minutes, and it would be gone forever. Numbness was just settling in, when I felt something pushing at my chest rapidly, pushing again and again. The thing touched my open wound, and pain suddenly rushed past my defenses, jolting me away from the wonderful abyss. I frowned, trying to push back to it, to escape again, but another painful stab brought me closer to reality.
I could see lights flashing through my closed eyelids, but I refused to open them, determined to escape back. I had been so close, freedom had been right there. I felt hands touching me, trying to resuscitate me, but I kept resisting, hoping to stay where I was; to stay dead. Noises started coming back, and I heard cars honking and ambulance alarms, rushing back and forth, along with voices, whispering and shouting, desperate to be heard. "Sora!" a desperate voice shouted. Sora? Why did that name sound so familiar?
I flinched as fists pounded down on my chest, nearly opening my eyes in pain. I bit the inside of my lip, desperate to escape again. Coming back meant feeling pan again, and if I came back, so would my torturer. In coming back there would be no escaping them; ever. There was a sudden screech of tires, and someone shouted "Let us through people!" Sounds of a squeaky wheeled object suddenly started, and the next thing I knew, I was being picked up and thrown on something hard and uncomfortable.
I felt myself unintentionally frown, and heard a collective sigh of relief, followed by people around me starting to talk and ask questions. I tuned myself out, welcoming back the icy darkness. Just a little more time and I would be gone, the pain would all disappear back into the void. Now if only I could forget than one name, that last little piece of light in the darkness; Sora.
Sora POV
I stared at my ceiling for hours, my stomach churning and head throbbing. The memory of that boy lying on the ground, all that blood, the ghost pale skin, and the sightless eyes… I shivered, trying to think of anything except for them. It had only been a few hours since we had found him, but to me it felt like an eternity. We had escorted the ambulance to the hospital, where dad had rushed out to help the paramedics as the other cops started to arrive. He had ordered one of them to take me home, telling me that he would see me later and to lock up and that he would see me in the morning, before the paramedics had rushed him off with the boy.
The officer he had instructed had ushered me to his squad car, taking me back home, the only sounds in the air being the police radio, as it sent orders and reports. After a quick goodbye, I had run inside, locking up the house, and had rushed upstairs and into my bed, staring up at the ceiling. This was too much like one of those freaky horror films Riku constantly talked me into watching, but far worse. How could anyone sleep after seeing something like that? How did dad do it, when he had seen things like this all the time? The vent suddenly kicked on, making me jump, eyes wide, glancing around, heart beating a mile a minute. The shadows around me suddenly seemed ominous and sinister, and the wind rushing out from the vent sounded like some horrifying beast, growling in victory as it stalked towards me, going in for the kill.
After a few seconds, I managed to calm down, still freaking out over the noise, adrenaline pumping through my veins. No one was going to be inside the house except for dad, no one was going to hurt me. Another groan from the vents sent me rushing underneath my bed, eyes wide, heart beating wildly. I hadn't always been like this; I hadn't always been a coward who jumped at stupid stuff. But after what had happened to my mom… I bit back a sob, the heart wrenching memories tearing away all of my fear and replacing it with heartbreak and sorrow. How could someone do something so horrible to someone they barely knew? What kind of sick person would do such a thing to someone? And now there was the boy.
What had he done to deserve this? I shook my head, forcing everything out of my head, and crawled out from under my bed, turning on the lights to vanquish the darkness. I fell back into bed, curling up and closing my eyes, wishing for sleep to come and wash everything away, and for dreams to come and whisk me off to some improbable place full of adventure and light. But sleep never came, and dreams were replaced with memories of blood and gore. After what seemed like days, my alarm clock went off, startling me and forcing my eyes open. There was no way it could be time to get up already, I had just lied down. But a quick look outside confirmed mornings coming, with the sun starting to peek its way over the horizon.
I groaned, pushing my head underneath a pillow while my alarm clock shouted at me, telling me to get my butt out of bed. I stuck my hand out from under the covers and pulled out the alarms cord, listening to the silence. I didn't really have to get up did I? I mean it was the weekend, I was supposed to be sleeping. Just because I had promised to hang out with everybody today didn't mean I had to go right now. I forced myself up, trudging towards the bathroom. Yeah, I needed to get going. Being a zombie shut in would not help me feel better. A quick shower made up for the lack of sleep, the hot steam melting the tired ache out of my muscles. I felt a little more energized as I pulled my clothes on, hopping around as I tried to pull my socks on, before sliding down the banister and heading for the kitchen. What was I so freaked out about anyways, everything was going to be alright.
The boy would be fine, and the twisted freak who had hurt him so badly would pay for it. Dad always caught the bad guy, everything always turned out alright. Except for that one time. Was that why this was getting to me? I had just finished pouring myself a bowl of cereal when I heard keys in the lock and the front door creaking open. "I'm back Sor!" Dad called. I smiled, pushing the bowl back and rushing to the door. "Hey dad! How's it going?" Dad gave me a tired smile before ruffling my hair and guiding me back to the kitchen. "It's been alright. Spent all night bouncing between the hospital and the crime scene, but all we're getting is more questions. The kid hasn't woke up yet. He looks like he's your age, do you know him from anywhere?" I shook my head. I would remember seeing someone like him. I blushed at the thought, shaking my head harder.
Dad let out a sigh. "I was worried about that. We've done a few missing persons checks and he doesn't seem to match any of them. The kid was…" Dad trailed off, staring at me for a few long seconds before shaking his head. "Never mind, you don't need to be involved with this. I shouldn't have let you help out last night, if I hadn't needed your help. I'm sorry Sora, you shouldn't have to be seeing this." "I'm not a kid anymore dad, I can handle it. Besides you needed the help." Leon nodded tiredly, before glancing around, eyes landing on my cereal. "Oh good you made breakfast, I'm starved." "Hey that's mine!" Dad raised an eyebrow, smirking, before eating a big spoonful. I growled playfully and charged him, pushing the food away and grabbing for the spoon. We grappled for a minute, twisting it around, trying to get the other to let go, before dad simply let go, and I fell back on the ground with a loud oomph.
Dad let out a bark of laughter, leaning back against the counter while I held up the spoon triumphantly. "I have the power!" I screamed in victory. Dad was rolled his eyes, before lifting me back up. "Whatever you say kid." Dad made his own breakfast while we talked, mentioning some new blitzball moves to try out, asking about friends, and joking around. I liked getting to see this side of dad, the fun, open side of him. Most people only got to see the hard exterior, the guardian of our city. I was the only one who got to see this little wonder. "So what are your plans for today?" he asked as we finished up. "I'm not sure. I promised Naminè and everyone that we'd hang out, but I don't know if I want to go." Dad nodded in understanding, going quiet for a minute while he thought. "I think you should go" He said finally "It'll do you good to be out there with your friends, away from all this."
"I dunno…" Dad shrugged his shoulders. "It's entirely up to you son. I'm not going to be back here until eight tonight, so unless you want to wait here all alone, I think you should go." I let out a dramatic sigh "Alright I'll go. But you better be bringing home takeout, I'm gonna be hungry!" "Will do kid." I smiled happily, throwing my shoes on as the two of us headed out the door. "See you back here at eight. Be good, make good choices, don't talk to strangers, and don't set anything on fire, got it!" "Oh come on you take the fun out of everything." I said, sticking my tongue out at him. Dad chuckled, before hopping into his car. "You want a ride somewhere?"
I shook my head. "I'm just heading to the blitzball courts, I'll jog." Dad nodded, rolling up his window and pulling out as I started sprinting down the street. The fear that had clung to me all morning seemed to fall away with every step and my smile started to return in its full glory. Dad was right, I needed to get out and have some fun. Wakka, Riku, and Tidus were already there at the courts when I ran up, already rushing around. "Yo Sora!" Wakka cried, passing the ball as I came in. "Bout time, what took ya bro?" I shrugged, passing the ball to Riku. "Had one crazy night." Riku spun the ball back to Tidus, before walking over. "Yeah, I heard something went on last night, something about some kid?" Dang, word got around fast didn't it?
"You know what happened?" Tidus asked, pausing with the ball in his hands. I nodded, and the other two came over, all asking for the details. I described the events from last night, watching as they hung on my words. "That's just plain messed up, who does that to someone?" Riku asked, shaking his head. I shrugged my shoulders, opening my mouth to give more detail when I saw Kairi and Naminè coming in from the other side of the court. "Hey!" they yelled, waving to us enthusiastically. Kairi smiled mischievously at Naminè as they approached before giving me a wink and pushing her my way.
"So boys, what are we up to today?" She asked, flashing her boyfriend a smile. Riku just shrugged, glancing back at the three of us. "We were just thinking about hanging out here, shooting a few hoops, just having fun." Kairi frowned. "But we did that last weekend! Come on Riku, let's go have an adventure." I rolled my eyes while those two argued over what to do. In about twenty or so seconds, Kairi would throw a fit, Riku would cave in, and whatever Kairi wanted, she would get. It had worked that way for ages, and most likely would keep happening for a very long time. I was right. In the end, Riku finally gave in, and after a squeal of triumph, she had grabbed Riku and I dragging us behind her as she rushed out. We ended up going to the mall, walking around for hours, talking laughing, and pulling pranks on passersby.
It was just like old times, even though Naminè was tagging along. She was acting weird too, giving me shy looks, laughing at everything I said, and always pairing up with me when there was a chance to split up. It was kind of weird, and I was even more psyched out when I saw Riku and Kairi giggling as it happened. Were the three of them in on some kind of prank on me? But by the end of our adventure, nothing had happened, and I was off on my way home. I felt warm inside, I hadn't had this much fun since Kairi and Riku started dating and spending more and more time away from me. It was even better when I got home. Dad was just pulling up as I got there, breathless from running back.
Of course Riku couldn't have driven me back here, that would be too nice of him. But hey, I would have done the same thing, it's just how we rolled. "Right on time kid." Dad said hopping out of the car. Two delicious smelling bags of Chinese takeout were in his arms as he marched towards the door with me eagerly in tow. "So how'd everything go?" Dad asked once we were inside, grabbing some plates and dishing up. "It was really good, I had a lot of fun, although Naminè was acting a little weird. You were right, it was good to get out there and hang out with everybody."
Dad nodded in pride. "Of course I'm right, I'm always right. Never forget that." I rolled my eyes, stacking up my plate and heading to the table. "What about you dad?" Leon shrugged wolfing down his meal. "It was work. Nothing's adding up, and the only way we have of getting answers is currently asleep." "Sorry." Dad waved the apology away. "It's not your fault. I'm just hoping I get answers soon. I don't like knowing that some sicko is still running free around here." I nodded back to him, scarfing down my food. "You'll catch him, I know you will."
Dad just smiled, watching as I finished up letting out a content sigh. "That was some good food. So, I've got the rest of the night free, how about we watch a movie, or play one of those videogames you're always bugging me about?" I beamed happily. "Sure that sounds-" I was interrupted when dad's phone went off, the Psycho murder theme echoing eerily in the room. "Leonhart here. Uh huh. Yeah? He is? I'll be there in five." I frowned, slowly deflating back into my chair. "What's up dad?" Dad put his phone back in his pocket, glancing up at me.
"It's the kid, he's starting to wake up, and I wanted to be there when it happened. I have to get going." I started to nod, before realizing that I would be alone in the house at night again. All the paranoia I had managed to shake all day came back at once, and I couldn't help but look around, watching as the shadows suddenly took on sinister qualities and every flicker of light and creak of wood turned into an ominous warning. "Are you gonna be alright to be here on your own?" Dad asked, looking concerned. Was it that obvious? "Maybe I could come with you?" I asked, refusing to meet his gaze. He must be so proud of his coward son. Dad was quiet for a while. "Alright." My head snapped up in surprise, but dad had already turned around and as heading out for the car. I grabbed my jacket and threw my shoes on, racing out after him.
I wouldn't be alone tonight, the fear couldn't' get to me. And besides, now I might get a chance to see him again. Who was he? What were his secrets? And why did I want to know so much about him anyways? As dad started the car and we pulled out of the driveway, I shivered in anticipation. It was time to find out.
Ok, not my best work, especially since you've been waiting ages for an update, but this really is just a filler chapter. I'm trying to write as much as possible this summer, so my stories should be getting updated. Here we have Sora being clueless, issues with past, and the (Not so) mysteriously unknown character waking up, so stick around for a much better chapter. Please read and review, and check out some of my other stories, they're a lot better! Have a great morning/day/night, bye!
