A/N: I got the inspiration for this in school, much to my Algebra teacher's dismay. I would like to state now that this is not a SI fic. It is merely written ( mostly ) from Tempest's point of view. Also yes I may switch the points of view. It all depends on where this story goes.
Disclaimer: I only own Tempest and any other characters I come up with. Otherwise, everyone else owns their respective characters.
Prologue: Into the Thoughts of a Broken Heart
January 23, 2002
Dear Journal,
So you're supposed to be my soapbox on life? Pathetic! Where should I begin.....
maybe the truth would suffice. I am but a shadow, I no longer have a heart or soul to call my own. My father has taken these very elements of "true life" from me, damning me to a nearly intolerable loneliness. Just as he has stripped me of my hope and pride. I however, have learned to cope without them in this world of vain and conceited people. Though I do not prosper, I am thankful that I can at least survive. Maybe one day it will change. Maybe one day I can have what was stripped from me so cruelly back..... someday..... maybe.
Forever yours,
Tempest Dakota Lorain
"TEMPEST"
My name. I am surprised that he acknowledged I have one. I live only now to serve him. Though I don't think I am even considered living anymore. Doesn't one need a heart and to soul to live? I'm sure I have them physically but, I don't feel their existence.
As I walk down from the haven of my "room" I prepare myself for conflict, struggling to remember the correct answers to the oaf's questions. He is drunk I know it but, I feel the fear of it no more. It has been beaten out of me. I now know what to expect from his drugged mind.
"You're worthless, you know?" he slurs.
"Yes sir, I know."
He swings at me. I cannot dodge it. As it connects I feel separated from my body but, I do not black out. Fate thinks that to be to merciful. Again he charges me with more questions.
"How worthless are you bitch?"
"I am not worth the breath I waste on these words sir."
"Damn straight."
He continues the beating this time not stopping this time after one hit. I do not feel the pain anymore however, for my body has gone numb. This time fate does not think it to merciful for me to black out.
A/N: Sorry about the abrupt ending. Forgive me? If you don't I'll have Rob bite you. ^_^ Well not really.
Disclaimer: I only own Tempest and any other characters I come up with. Otherwise, everyone else owns their respective characters.
Prologue: Into the Thoughts of a Broken Heart
January 23, 2002
Dear Journal,
So you're supposed to be my soapbox on life? Pathetic! Where should I begin.....
maybe the truth would suffice. I am but a shadow, I no longer have a heart or soul to call my own. My father has taken these very elements of "true life" from me, damning me to a nearly intolerable loneliness. Just as he has stripped me of my hope and pride. I however, have learned to cope without them in this world of vain and conceited people. Though I do not prosper, I am thankful that I can at least survive. Maybe one day it will change. Maybe one day I can have what was stripped from me so cruelly back..... someday..... maybe.
Forever yours,
Tempest Dakota Lorain
"TEMPEST"
My name. I am surprised that he acknowledged I have one. I live only now to serve him. Though I don't think I am even considered living anymore. Doesn't one need a heart and to soul to live? I'm sure I have them physically but, I don't feel their existence.
As I walk down from the haven of my "room" I prepare myself for conflict, struggling to remember the correct answers to the oaf's questions. He is drunk I know it but, I feel the fear of it no more. It has been beaten out of me. I now know what to expect from his drugged mind.
"You're worthless, you know?" he slurs.
"Yes sir, I know."
He swings at me. I cannot dodge it. As it connects I feel separated from my body but, I do not black out. Fate thinks that to be to merciful. Again he charges me with more questions.
"How worthless are you bitch?"
"I am not worth the breath I waste on these words sir."
"Damn straight."
He continues the beating this time not stopping this time after one hit. I do not feel the pain anymore however, for my body has gone numb. This time fate does not think it to merciful for me to black out.
A/N: Sorry about the abrupt ending. Forgive me? If you don't I'll have Rob bite you. ^_^ Well not really.