"Miki! Kazuki! Amika!" a muffled voice screamed. I couldn't tell where it was coming from. In fact, I had no idea what was going on. We were playing on the playground, and then it was all black.
"Takaya!" I yelled back, recognising the voice.
"Amika? Is that you?" Takaya asked. I could hear the surprise in his voice.
"It's me, don't worry, I'll get us out of this," I said. I knew it was a promise I couldn't keep.
We were put in a room. It had little lighting, with one lantern hanging from the ceiling, casting an eerie glow over the room. Me, my 2 brother Kazuki and Takaya, and my twin sister Miki had been kidnapped. I knew that for a fact now. We were tied to 4 different post around the room.
"Miki? Kaz-" I started.
"SILENCE!" One of the men yelled. There were four of them. I could tell that, but I couldn't see their faces. "There's no help in calling out for help. No one is here to hear you."
"Why are you doing this?" I asked, trying to pull myself away from the pole, but I was tied tight.
"For revenge," another man spat. "Your mom ruined my life. It was in high school. We had been dating for about a year, and we were going to graduate. I asked her to move in with me after we graduated and she said no."
"We don't need to hear your life story," Kazuki complained.
"Oh really," the man said, picking up a knife from the table. "He goes first."
Everything else went in slow motion. The man walking toward Kazuki, his face shown true horror. The knife got closer, and closer, and closer, until it impaled him. He screamed.
"KAZUKI!" I yelled tears in my eyes. He fell to the ground, blood flowing out of the knife wound in his chest like a river. The man smirked, walking over to Takaya. I couldn't watch. I closed my eyes and tried to drown out the sound, but I couldn't. I forced myself to watch my siblings be killed. One by one.
"Now, you're next," The man said, walking towards me. I scanned the floor, which was covered in my siblings blood. Then there was a loud bang. The door had been slammed open and 3 police stood there. They looked at the floor, up at me and the men, and shot the 4 men.
"Ho-how did you know where we were?" I stuttered.
"Those men lied to you, we aren't far out of town at all. Someone heard the screams and called," one of the policemen answered. I was sobbing, and just the thought of Kazuki, Takaya, and Miki made me cry even harder. The policemen led me out as fast as the could so I didn't have to see the bodies. Mom and Dad arrived on the scene a few minutes later. Mom was sobbing as well, and Dad was hugging me and telling me everything was alright. The made sure I wasn't hurt, which I wasn't. I watched them drag their dead bodies out of the room, covered in blood. I saw the men's bodies too, which made me want to smile.
I spent the rest of my life like a normal kid. I had good grades, and in high school I was on the softball team. I was 2 times better than everyone else, and I was feared by all the other teams, even a few of the members on my team. Everything I did was for them. My dead siblings, Kazuki, Takaya, and Miki. Killed in that order. On October 13th, 1993, the worst day of my life. When I was interviewed they would always ask me what inspired me. And I always said their names. They kept me going.
I was going somewhere after high school. I was on my way to the big leagues. But it was that day I lost everything, including my life.
I was walking home from a late softball practice. I was crossing the road, and it was pitch black. I heard a noise becoming louder and louder. I heard tires screeching, saw a bright light, and then nothing.
I woke up screaming. I was breathing heavily and sweating like crazy. I remember. I remember everything.
"Amika? What's wrong?" Ayato exclaimed, slamming my door open and running towards me. I guess he heard me.
"I remembered everything," I said, looking up at him.
"Oh my god," he whispered, running out the door. "I'm getting Otonashi and Hinata." When he was gone, I found myself crying. I was alone, as I had been after my siblings died. I lived the rest of my life for them. They inspired me, even if they hadn't done anything. I sat there, sobbing, until Otonashi, Hinata, and Ayato got here.
"What's wrong?" Otonashi asked, sitting down on the bed next to me. He was breathing hard. They had ran here.
"I remembered my past," I answered. "My 3 siblings were killed. Kazuki, Takaya, and Miki, killed in that order."
"I'm really sorry," Hinata said, still standing in the doorway.
"It's fine, I'll get over it," I said. "Well, when I move on."
"You're not moving on yet, are you?" Ayato asked worriedly.
"Of course not!" I chuckled. "I'm not ready to leave here yet."
"Good," he muttered, crossing his arms.
I stopped crying soon after that. Otonashi and Hinata had gone back to their dorm room, so it was just me and Ayato.
"Well, we've both lost a sibling," I said.
"I guess you're right," he said.
"We'll get through this together, right?" I asked.
"Of course," he answered, smiling.
"Goodnight," I said, laying down on my bed and covering myself up with the covers.
"Goodnight," he said, getting up and leaving, but not before he turned out the light. I smiled.