End of Small Sanctuary
Chapter: Roxas 1
Rated: R
This is rated R due to language, hints of yaoi hentai, violence, and gore.
Genre: Horror/Drama
Pairings- Hints of Riku & Sora (Other pairings will be explained in the story)
Summary- Sora dies a tragic death. A strange figure appears, and throws Riku's and Roxas's life into a mess of truth and fears.
"Roxas, should we really be doing this? This seemed freaky to begin with…"
This always pissed me off, but lately, my time for anything ended when my brother died, wasting an hour chasing some fucked up black… thing and not going in would only piss me off a whole lot more. "Yes Riku. Let's go."
Our feet cracked against the dead pines as continued our way up to the shack. The smell grew more, and more powerful with every step. Even the gravity that was somehow pushing us away from the building and it felt like a bolder against my chest. My legs were hurting so bad I could almost hear them crack and maybe even break. We didn't slow down any though. We kept pushing forward, trying to keep our determined pace. As we approached the door, everything seemed to stop. The push had vanished and even the smell started to lessen, but sadly, still remained.
Riku reached out his hand, and grasped the door knob. The knob was tiny and his hand almost engulfed it completely. I could feel my patience wear thin as he slowly turned it. As the turn was completed, I pushed pass him, ramming the door open. Before I could go one foot into the shack, a gaping hole almost swallowed me. I stopped just before my other foot was air born. I swung my arms this way, and that as I tried to gain balance. Riku grabbed a hold of one of my arms, and pulled me back. I stumbled a little, but I got my footing.
"Holy shit, dude! Be careful!" Riku yelled as he punched my arm roughly.
I glared icy spears into his eyes, rubbed my arm lightly, and averted my gaze. The whole I almost went head first into, and realized that it was the only thing in the dumpy old shack. "Ah Hell… What the fuckin' hell is this shit?!"
Riku stared at me intently then shifted his gaze back to the endless pit. He tilted his head a little away from me, and said: "How long do you think this goes?"
"How the fuck should I know?" I snapped back. I was really never the type to answer stupid questions. I don't ever intend to change either.
He glanced at me, with his still slanted, "Why are you such a douche bag?"
I of course gave him my horrible death eye then looked back at the gaping hole. There was no light there, and dusk was about to bite our ass, so we had no way to check exactly how far down it went. "Maybe… If we throw a rock then we could determine how deep it is."
Riku laughed, "Oh, inow/i you're interested." He shook his head and moved his head back to the proper position, "Well, if you're curious, try it."
I bent over to pick up a rock, and looked at him. Before my brother died, Riku would look at me with lust, and want, but now he barely looks at me at all. On that note, it was a strange occurrence to see him staring at my ass. I didn't say anything, only conflict would come out of it.
I picked up a slightly large stone, and gently threw it down the pit. Almost immediately after I threw it, I heard a clunk. "Whoa, it's not really all that deep, huh?" I got on my hands and knees and leaned into it.
I did not look up at him when he spoke to me, "No it's not… Maybe we should try to jump in."
"Hm…" I thought about it, actually ithought/i about it, and said, "Yeah, let's jump in."