Unrelenting

~ Chapter Two~

Lost Dreams Fading Memories

Awoken by horrid images of being chased and taunted for who you were born to be can be hard to accept for anyone. Although seeing nothing but eyes of a burning flame with sharp claws and feeling the pain of rejected love from that same beast who you seem to love anyway , even if it means your death, can be worse . Uninmaginable yet seeing someone you love by large numbers murdered by another you hold dear repeatively when you closed your eyes without truly knowing who these strangers were but deep down you fell you should have.

Further downward, one could experiance that of a child's parents death twice unknowingly within the realm of sleep and could swear you have felt familarity when both parents were living and thriving within their family. A male falling in love with a female who one day just disappeared , and even with the efforts searching for her no body was ever feeling the curse of a threat in the palm of your hand that could save or destroy life within a blink of a eye , but having the instinct to protect others from the brunt of this curse when it was obvious there was none.

These along with many more were examples of things shared during group held within a troubled youth facility, in downtown Tokyo.

Many of the youth were either runaways, mentally unstable, addicts, or abandoned young taken in by the system . In this particular group , alot of them carried aliases that separated them from the outside world taking over substitute names, personalities to mask who they were in life away from their private haven , where they could be who they really are without being adults many of them struggle with the outside and the group they come to each week helps them cope , as they recently decided to come three times a week instead of the normal two meetings to help with the stressful obligations life carries with it.

Some had connected thru social sites carrying those same alternate identities to aqcuire the additional support , as many were happily accepting of the rule of not being able to seek out relationships as it would be a hardship to their already hazadous lives. Although companionship was something that came along with the tight knit group as they often began to meet outside the group to hangout.

As the group started coming through the doors they were able to come and change into dress they felt most comfortable many chose funny costumes, pajamas , or just plan jeans and t- shirt. Today though had been different as it had became to their attention as one was missing within their group , and during group it was also came known as to what happened to the one who was like family , because it was nothing good if one wasn't within the group, as they regularly met. Sitting down in their relaxed postions within the forest room as they called it because that was how it was painted when their sponsor and counselor walked into the room.

"Hello everyone , how was our week? I do have a announcement as we all know there is one of us missing and due to a setback she was placed under confinement over the weekend but she will be here although a little late. As we also know we do not make her feel uncomfortable because of her slip up but encourage her to continue forward."

~ Knock Knock ~

"Come in ..."

A frail bernette slowly walked in with her head held towards the floor with her hair falling to cover eyes , sporting a red and white Dr. Suess hat ,with a black and white footie nightsuit on , accompanied with a black tail. Though her suit was long sleeved as it was appropriate for fall's cold but you coould see the tail end of medical bandages wrapped firmly about her wrists. Taking her seat next to the young man dressed in Big dog pajama pants and a t- shirt that said this dog's for you with arrow pointed downward, with his long inky mane held in a low ponytail, then siting with her head laying silently across her folded arms on her tucked in legs.

Next to her was a male dressed in a pair of shorts , and a blue t- shirt that boldly said in huge letters Do ya want some of this ?, and a short brown shaggy ponytail held by a band .Across from him was another female sporting a lycra shorts and tank running suit, with her brown hair pulled up in a long ponytail. Next to her was a quiet gentleman , tall but gangly male with shaggy black hair wearing shorts and a T shirt saying 'it's all fun and games till someone loses a nut' , In the corner was a half pint child whom quietly sat watching the others from where he sat in blue and green jumpsuit, and lastly a cocky male with long brown hair worn high in a high ponytail wearing jeans and a tank saying 'Don't deny it you want me'.

After starting introductions were begun and circled around the room , everyone spoke of the goings one during the week , and often ended with discussions about what had brought them in there in the first place because of dreams replaying their vivid torture of a life they never knew or so they thought.

" Okay who would like to start , how about we start with short stuff in the corner and work around the room."

" Hello guys, um I guess everything has been okay but I keep seeing the same old thing everytime I close my eyes . Maybe that's why I keep a distance with my own parents because I am affraid if I get to close those images I see in my dreams might actually come to life , and I might see my parents killed in front of my eyes."

" Hi , as I am sure you already know I was confined for three days because I guess I wanted so bad to forget the pain ..All I see is something that I love but I can't have because it doesn't exist but within my dreams , though even then it is a love from afar because even then my own dreams reject me until I see myself take my last breath ,and then I finally get peace .. I thought that it was what my dreams were telling me that only in death will I be happily loved..."

"I keep seeing the girl I once loved wearing her school uniform , and while in school she appeared so sad all of the time . How I wished to make her smile but one day she was just gone , and even though a body was never found , I know something bad happened to her. I wish I can forget her but she is all I think about , I can't get her teary gaze out of my head ."

" Heya all , I wake up sweating bullets still rememebering as though it was of my own of a time, when things were different then what they are now . I see myself boring a hole within my hand sucking in everything in sight , and for the life of me alot of it was the backside of a woman , with me getting plundered with blunt objects by angry psycho ladies.."

" Maybe a guilty conscious huh ya pervert? Anyway Me , well nothing really changed much as I feel hesitant towards others because of fearing rejection of who I am , and I push contact with people away because of it . I am afriad though that one day I might push a little too hard , and miss out, being too late when I realize that I might really hurt someone who might really care about me, but I can't help it not wanting anyone too close too me, for they might not like who they see.. I don't think I could handle it if I was rejected in that way.I pretend that I don't want anyone and I don't care but I do and eventually I want someone to really accept me but I can't get over this fear."

" Okay dog boy , sensitive much ? Anyway I have trouble forgeting the pain of seeing everything being taken from me before my eyes and I crave the effects of alcohol to make me forget but it only gets me in situations I can't get out of easily . I don't understand because I have been a orphan since as far as I can remember but I keep being reminded of a time I did have a family , and then one day within a flash they were gone.. It was of someone I knew who did it but I think he was forced.."

" Well since we are on confessions I keep being taunted with images of my death but it wasn't me .. It was like me but I had a tail and ears but at the end of a rough battle I see myself killed by a forceful and blunt object ..It was green and it was apart of something else..Even the claws that seemed to hold tremendous power couldn't save the woman I chose , and in the end I couldn't find her , until my last breath when I faintly heard her speak within the arms of another.. I think it was my rival..Smoking weed used to take away those visions but when I was court ordered to get treatment I can't escape them."

"Alright everyone , all of you have your own cross to bear but you don't have to carry it alone .Each and every one of you have the choice to allow someone to help you , and everyone in here has many people to chose from to lean on them when you feel weak . I want all of you this week to pick someone to partner up with another to be like a buddy to each other, to get to know personally and to lend a shoulder to lean on . Because it is through each and every one of you holds the answer to your success , and within that the ties you create here.. So everyone grab your partners."

Once everyone paired off in two's emails were exhanged and then the timer went off signaling the end of another session where everyone started to head toward the bathrooms to change into their normal attire before heading out back to merge into what the majority classified as normal lives, with the exception of one ..Their counselor Mr. Sato lead the girl back within her confinment on campus mental facility as the girl remained nameless because when she was originally brought within their midst the girl was brought without any knowledge of her identity, with the exception of one word, a name , or so the doctors mused.

Inuyasha ...

The girl had no idea why she knew that word or that it came to her memory so readily as she was being restrained when a adminsitered drugs were pumped into her veins but it was called out. Therefore the state named her Hotaru , for the firefly as within darkness her fragile soul unknowingly to it ,seemed to make her own light to brighten the way much like the firefly.

TBC...