Errrm…. Sorry? =D –runs and hides under a rock- Oh and what is with the uploading! My indents doesn't seem to be working on this thing. It's making me sad! :( it doesn't look like what I want it to be.

-sighs- Oh well

Disclaimer: Please refer to chapter 1


Chapter 2: Voices and Shadows


The snow flew around them as they moved to the sound of the wind. Their bodies intertwined together in a sensual dance; their movements fluid and sinful. Their hair flew about as the pair glided across the forest floor, never once pausing. A quiet mummer echoed around the clearing as the pair began to quicken their pace. Almost groaning in an effort to keep up with each other's steps, the two broke apart and fell to the floor. Sweat dripping and their bodies shaking the two tried to catch their breath. Their large, pale green eyes were shut tightly as they bit down harshly on their bottom lips; a flash of fang popping out in to view. The crowd around them drew closer, their eyes locked on the figures before them. They rose once more, moaning in pain as they got to their feet. Again, they danced, tears rolling down their cheeks as the wind grew silent. The snow fell dead to the earth and what little light they had was gone. Sounds of harsh words and scornful whispers hung heavy in the air as the crowd soon parted, leaving only foot prints in the snow to show any sign of their presence. The only sound left was the sound of dancing feet and painful whimpers. They were alone, in the shadow of the forest, once more.

Tyson?

They clung to each other as they danced.

Tyson!

Bloody footprints stained the snow as they moved together in the desperate dance of life

TYSON!!!

Falling off his bed Tyson groaned and rubbed his bruised head. Looking up he stared in to deep chocolate eyes. Confused, Tyson got up and fixed his hair. He hated dreaming about things he couldn't understand. He hated having nightmares about things he didn't want to face. Glancing at the picture frame that was still faced down Tyson sighed. He hated falling sleep.

"Tyson are you even listening to me??" Tyson grazed the picture frame with the tip of his finger as he walked past Hillary. Forcing a grin on his face Tyson looked back at Hillary.

"If I listen to you anymore my ears might bleed." With that Tyson ran off away from the fuming girl. Hillary screamed as she ran after the dark haired boy.

"Get back here Tyson!!"

Tyson's smile faded as he slowed down to a slow walk. Taking a step out in to the morning sun Tyson walked in to the open garden. Stopping in front of a large tree he pressed an open palm against it.

Why is it so hard with out you?

An image of his beautiful mother and his young self floated in to his mind. Brilliant smiles played on their lips and laughter echoed through the air. Hand in hand the two danced around the large tree in happiness. Closing his eyes and shutting a mental door he pushed the image away. Turning around Tyson pressed his back against the tree and sat down, trying to collect himself and prepare for the day ahead. The team was meeting today. They haven't seen each other for a long while. After the last Championships they all went their separate ways. He's kept in touch with all of them including Kai, surprisingly. It was easy to sound happy and cheerful on paper but to see them face to face again was a different story.

Of course I've done it before but it's different now. It's getting harder. It hurts so much…

"Oh there you are Tyson! Hillary has been looking everywhere for you." Opening his eyes Tyson glanced up in to soft kind eyes. A tired smile graced his lips.

"Hey Chief," getting up slowly Tyson dusted dirt off his pants. "I probably should get ready before you leave to the airport eh?" Kenny nodded giving Tyson a smile back. As Tyson walked back to his room Kenny sighed. He knew something was wrong but Tyson always avoided talk about it. When ever Kenny asked him about it Tyson would just give him the goofy smile and crack a joke or two.

Running his hands through his hair he heard a low growl behind him. Turning around Kenny saw nothing but the lonesome tree. A dark shadow started to cloak the garden as he stood there alone. Looking around Kenny heard that same low, vicious growl behind him when a sharp pain ran down his back. Screaming Kenny turned around to face what had hurt him but there was nobody. The air grew cold and the wind went still. Afraid, Kenny slowly started towards the house before an angry scream erupted around him, almost sucking the air away. Kenny broke out in a dead run to the house too afraid to look back but knew that cold eyes watched him flee.

Kenny slammed the door shut and gasped for breath. Still afraid too look back Kenny just stood their hunched over in pain. What ever had hurt him wasn't going to enter the house and he was more than happy to keep it that way. When he finally got the courage to look back he still saw nothing. No menacing eyes looking back at him, no shadows, nothing. Wincing Kenny grumbled to himself, wondering wither or not he should talk to Gramps about it. Hoping it was just an angry ally cat that found its way in to Tyson's garden Kenny called for Tyson.

"Oh god Kenny, what happen to you?!" Tyson ran over to his friend. Tyson pushed his freshly washed hair out of the way to examine Kenny's back. Getting his friend to remove his shirt Tyson went over to get the first aid kit.

"After you went back in something out their attacked me," Kenny yelped in pain as Tyson started cleaning up his wound. "I'm not sure what it was… it was probably a cat anyways they have pretty sharp claws." Tyson frowned. Those wounds looked familiar to him but he wasn't sure from where. It wasn't until Tyson finished cleaning Kenny up and started bandaging it up did Tyson realizes where he's seen wounds like this. It took everything out of him to not scream. Screaming faces flashed through his mind.

Stop…

"Ty?" Blinking Tyson realized he had mumbled that out loud. Forcing a laugh Tyson patted Kenny on the back.

"Ow! Tyson that hurt!" Kenny said as he winced.

"Woops sorry chief, you're all better now! Just stop challenging those ally cats in to fights eh?" Tyson joked as he got up. Kenny's eyebrow twitched before walking off, mumbling to himself.

Once Kenny was out of the room Tyson turned to the door leading to the garden. Looking outside Tyson couldn't find what could have attacked Kenny. Not sure if he should go out to check Tyson open the door. A wave of panic rose inside him and the smell of burnt flesh slammed his senses. His eyes began to water as the air grew heavy with the smell.

What… what's going on?!

His eyes began to blur and he unknowingly took a step forward. Forcing his arms to move Tyson slammed the door closed. The smell of burnt flesh disappeared and the air around him felt normal again as if nothing has happen. Covering his mouth Tyson ran for the bathroom.

Mother… it's happening again… make it stop please…

After emptying his stomach Tyson sat on his bathroom floor and cried.

Flashback

Screams echoed around the park as kids started to fall to the ground. 10 year old Tyson stood in the middle of all of them. His eyes wide with fear Tyson started crying and screaming.

"S-Stop Hur-rting them!" He whimpered as the kids cried out for their mothers and fathers. A young girl and two young boys crawled towards him. He had been playing with them earlier. They had joined him in the sandbox with great smiles on their faces, hoping to make a new friend. They weren't smiling now. Their hands reached out to Tyson, their new friend, and screamed for him to save them. Tyson shut his eyes. Though no matter how hard he squeezed his eyes shut he couldn't take away the image of their melting skin and their blacken bones.

"STOP!!" He fell to his knees and yelled as loud as he could for someone, anyone to stop it all. In his state of pain and fear Tyson fell to the ground. The smell of burnt flesh blanketed him, almost suffocating him. The screams of the children stopped and all that was left was the sound of a little boy crying for his mother.

End flash back

Tyson gasp and tried to stand up on shaking legs. Everything was too much. He took a weak step forward. Everything hurt. He fell to his knees. Everything was wrong. He pushed himself up again. Everything was wrong. He pushed himself in to the hallway and collapsed against the wall. Wrapping his arms around himself Tyson whimpered.

In his fogged mind he heard a distant honk and someone calling out to him.

M…Mother?

Blinking a few times as his foggy mind focused on the voice he finally realized it was Hillary's. Quickly glancing at the clock Tyson shot up and ran to the door, hastily getting his jacket over his dark blue t-shirt. Taking one last glance at the garden Tyson headed towards the front door.

"You take forever Tyson! Come on we're going to be late! Kai will kill us!" Hillary complained as Tyson got in to the back seat. Kenny looked back and gave him a quick smile before starting the car.

"Off to the air port!" Tyson screamed with a large grin. As he screamed those words he could feel an uneasiness taking over him. Giving the house a quick glance over his shoulder Tyson thought he saw a shadow pass over the house. Frowning Tyson took another look at the house but there was nothing. It looked like the same welcoming home Tyson grew up in. Finally turning his dark blue eyes off the house Tyson smiled a sad smile.

As the car drove out of view of the house a soft hum could be heard. Dark shadows danced around the house and inside the rooms as the hum became singing. Only one room was left blanketed in complete darkness. It was in the room that the singing came from.

"Oh my beautiful boy… mama loves you… you know mama would never hurt you. My beautiful baby boy… you know mama loves you so very much… oh my beautiful baby boy…" the singing became a low hush, "My beautiful toy."


End Chapter 2


Tada!! Hope you guys liked it. Let me know what you think. Oh and if any of you have read my other stories, let me know which one you want updated after this one. I know it's a little short but I'm not really one for long chapters.

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