Author's Notes: Hello,This is just another fic that has Knightbrace in
it.This one might actually have chapters this time ^-^ Anyway,Its rated 'R'
for violent and possible suicide scenes.This takes place somewhere in-
between before and after Operation: T.E.E.T.H. Anyway,I hope you enjoy and
I will try to update whenever possible.
Lying In Darkness
Chapter 1: Forgotten Memories
October 31st,1982
Among the small town of where the tree-house of the Kids Next Door would once reside,It was a not-so-ordinary town.Before the five young operatives ever came along -- Or for that matter,Were born.Adults were slowly everyday taking over the lives of the children.The relevent of this city was almost like another but yet the children inhabitants were well misreble.The sound of glass shattering on a hard-wood floor could be heard from a house -- A certain one in preticular.Deep withen its musty bounderies.Two adults could be seen in the kitchen that appeared to be a violent argument of assorts.
A small boy,Of the age of twelve with shaggy blonde hair and wide reddish- brown eyes stared fearfully at the scene,His glasses were tilted down his nose as he took refuge under a nearby coffee table,Maybe to avoid being thrown around or beaten by his drunk father...Fear filled the child's eyes,Maybe it was normal for him to fear adults like this.Maybe it wasn't.And tonight wasn't going to be the best night of all -- It was halloween and thats when his father was at his worst.Normally kids would enjoy the night and be out trick-or-treating for what they could get as in prize worth of either money or candy.
"Micheal Edward Jelly!" a voice boomed,The child..formally known as the future kids next door villan -- Knightbrace whipped his head to the side to see his father glaring daggers at him.Micheal gulped and crawled out from under the table to stand there..Staring straight up at his father.Fear filled his eyes,He knew what was coming -- He could smell the stench of liquor and possibly drugs on his father's breath,Causing him to want to gag.
"Are you listening to me?" The booming voice of Micheal's father could also be heard kinda slurring..Slurring with liquor and from being drunk.Micheal could see the fire growing in behind his father's eyes,He slowly started to back away.All his life that he had lived it was the same thing everyday -- If he wasn't at the hellhole called school -- He was here,Being beat on constantly by his always-drunk father.Micheal was backing as far as he could..Until his back pressed against the white wall.
His Father,Roared in uncontrollable anger.Stepping forward.Each step he took was stagged and sent chills up and down the boy's spine,His eyes were wide like saucer-plates to see his father advancing on him like this,His heart was thumping three times faster than it normally did.This was the kind of fear that any child would feel when their own parents were slowly turning against them,Micheal wasn't sure what to do now -- His father was about to beat him to a pulp and his mother was to meak and scared to do anything about it....
Risin' up back on the street
Did my time, took my chances
Went the distance now I'm back on my feet
Just a man and his will to survive
So many times, it happens too fast
You trade your passion for glory
Don't lose your grip on the dreams of the past
You must fight just to keep them alive
Micheal whimpered as his father took another step forward,His brown-work boots almost pounding against the weak,wood floor.Micheal didn't know what to do,He just stood there -- Back pressed against the wall,Fear filling his wide eyes as his father took strike.
The pain caused Micheal's legs to give out as he crashed against the floor,Pain blurring out his vision as his father took another strike,This time slamming his booted foot down into the boy's stomach.Micheal whimpered in immense pain..Feeling as if all of his organs were being crushed beyound recognition,The pain shooting through Micheal's ribs he wasn't sure how to handle this pain..Tears of pain and suffering streaking down his pale white face as he felt another blow.
"Stop!" was all he heard as his mother came running into the room,He could hear his father's angry voice -- Hear the sound of his mother screaming and reeling back against the wall.His eyes opened only slightly -- His vision blurred by the tears of pain and fate,He couldn't really lift his head well enough to look over to see the terror that loomed before his eyes.His father's angry shouts were drowned out by his mother's screams of agony.Micheal's eyes widened as his father grabbed the gun nearby,His mother crying and begging for mercy.Everything was almost a blur to him..To far into the whirlwind of pain and fear..He couldn't see straight....
It's the Eye of the Tiger
It's the thrill of the fight
Rising up to the challenge of our rival
And the last known survivor
Stalks his prey in the night
And he's watching us all
With the Eye of the Tiger
Micheal's father stepped forward,A sickened grin crossing his face as he stepped slowly towards his wife,Micheal's mother was struggling to get to her feet -- To save her son from the fate that would befall both of them if she let it.The sick grin sending angered chills up and down his mother's spine,Micheal wasn't sure what happened next because before he knew anything -- He had lost conciousness and blacked out......
Face to face out in the heat
Hangin' tough, stayin' hungry
They stack the odds still we take to the street
For the kill with the skill to survive
*********************************** The Next Morning...
Daylight broke through the window..Micheal's eyes twitched a little before opening,Pain instantly filling his entire body.He could see splashes of blood on the floor and the wall,Still dazed from the blows he had recieved the previous evening.His eyes widened as relization hit him -- He sat up in such a way that pain ripped through him but it didn't matter.His eyes went wide but not because of the pain,But because of the scene that layed before him -- His father and mother layed on the floor,In a puddle of almost dry blood.The gun clattered on the floor somewhere near them.Micheal was afraid,Had his parents really gotten that violent?
How could he be so stupid not to relize that -- The whole time after he blacked out his parents had gotten to deep in their fight.Killed by the gun- shot.Micheal wasn't sure what to believe now -- Just since he was born his parents were always fighting but they weren't dead.Now he was here..Alone.Sitting against the far-wall seeing the deathly pale,decaying faces of his parents.
It's the Eye of the Tiger
It's the thrill of the fight
Rising up to the challenge of our rival
And the last known survivor
Stalks his prey in the night
And he's watching us all
With the Eye of the Tiger
Wobbling to his feet,Micheal stood up -- Ignoring the deep,Surging pain that increased everytime he made a movement like that,He knew he had to get ready for school -- Not that they would care anyway.Of course he didn't even have time to change clothes,He picked up his back-pack from the nearby table and raced out the door -- Leaving his parents' decaying bodies to rot on the floor as he ran down the side-walk of the misreble streets.He needed to be on time,Not that he ever got any respect for that.He was treated like dirt -- Along with all the other kids at school.
Micheal's steps sent pain shooting up every part of him,Yet he didn't care anymore..He picked up even more speed and ran on down the path towards the school.It would only be a few minutes before the bell rang.His thoughts were deep,in a jumble.Everything had happened so fast.It only seemed like yesterday that his parents were arguing over some mindless task while he sat in the other room,Doing his homework -- Alone...
Risin' up straight to the top
Had the guts, got the glory
Went the distance, now I'm not gonna stop
Just a man and his will to survive
The pain still surging through Micheal's lower half,He managed to get through the grey double-doors just as the bell rang,Atleast he had reached the school.He coughed and walked on down the hall -- Ignoring the strange stares that he was recieving from some of the kids and he knew why he was reciveing them..His grey hoodie was stained with blood and so was his jeans.His eyes were blood-shot and red as if he had been crying.
Some of the kids snickered at his apperence while others could only stare,Micheal wasn't even sure how to react..One minute he was almost normal and the next he was being beaten around by his parents for some odd reason or another.Of course there wasn't much he knew to do -- His teachers weren't much better anyway.
It's the Eye of the Tiger
It's the thrill of the fight
Rising up to the challenge of our rival
And the last known survivor
Stalks his prey in the night
And he's watching us all
With the Eye of the Tiger
Whispers like 'What happened?' floated through the air as Micheal made his way on down the hall towards his first class.He knew he'd better have a good explanation for this one.Of course what good could it do?His teachers never even LISTENED to him...
A/N: Well thats the end of Chapter One,I don't know Knightbrace's real name so I decided to call him Micheal,The Kids Next Door will appear in later chapters which shall be somewhere towards the future for this era,Anyway please let me know if I should post Chapter Two up or not. - Dark Angel
Lying In Darkness
Chapter 1: Forgotten Memories
October 31st,1982
Among the small town of where the tree-house of the Kids Next Door would once reside,It was a not-so-ordinary town.Before the five young operatives ever came along -- Or for that matter,Were born.Adults were slowly everyday taking over the lives of the children.The relevent of this city was almost like another but yet the children inhabitants were well misreble.The sound of glass shattering on a hard-wood floor could be heard from a house -- A certain one in preticular.Deep withen its musty bounderies.Two adults could be seen in the kitchen that appeared to be a violent argument of assorts.
A small boy,Of the age of twelve with shaggy blonde hair and wide reddish- brown eyes stared fearfully at the scene,His glasses were tilted down his nose as he took refuge under a nearby coffee table,Maybe to avoid being thrown around or beaten by his drunk father...Fear filled the child's eyes,Maybe it was normal for him to fear adults like this.Maybe it wasn't.And tonight wasn't going to be the best night of all -- It was halloween and thats when his father was at his worst.Normally kids would enjoy the night and be out trick-or-treating for what they could get as in prize worth of either money or candy.
"Micheal Edward Jelly!" a voice boomed,The child..formally known as the future kids next door villan -- Knightbrace whipped his head to the side to see his father glaring daggers at him.Micheal gulped and crawled out from under the table to stand there..Staring straight up at his father.Fear filled his eyes,He knew what was coming -- He could smell the stench of liquor and possibly drugs on his father's breath,Causing him to want to gag.
"Are you listening to me?" The booming voice of Micheal's father could also be heard kinda slurring..Slurring with liquor and from being drunk.Micheal could see the fire growing in behind his father's eyes,He slowly started to back away.All his life that he had lived it was the same thing everyday -- If he wasn't at the hellhole called school -- He was here,Being beat on constantly by his always-drunk father.Micheal was backing as far as he could..Until his back pressed against the white wall.
His Father,Roared in uncontrollable anger.Stepping forward.Each step he took was stagged and sent chills up and down the boy's spine,His eyes were wide like saucer-plates to see his father advancing on him like this,His heart was thumping three times faster than it normally did.This was the kind of fear that any child would feel when their own parents were slowly turning against them,Micheal wasn't sure what to do now -- His father was about to beat him to a pulp and his mother was to meak and scared to do anything about it....
Risin' up back on the street
Did my time, took my chances
Went the distance now I'm back on my feet
Just a man and his will to survive
So many times, it happens too fast
You trade your passion for glory
Don't lose your grip on the dreams of the past
You must fight just to keep them alive
Micheal whimpered as his father took another step forward,His brown-work boots almost pounding against the weak,wood floor.Micheal didn't know what to do,He just stood there -- Back pressed against the wall,Fear filling his wide eyes as his father took strike.
The pain caused Micheal's legs to give out as he crashed against the floor,Pain blurring out his vision as his father took another strike,This time slamming his booted foot down into the boy's stomach.Micheal whimpered in immense pain..Feeling as if all of his organs were being crushed beyound recognition,The pain shooting through Micheal's ribs he wasn't sure how to handle this pain..Tears of pain and suffering streaking down his pale white face as he felt another blow.
"Stop!" was all he heard as his mother came running into the room,He could hear his father's angry voice -- Hear the sound of his mother screaming and reeling back against the wall.His eyes opened only slightly -- His vision blurred by the tears of pain and fate,He couldn't really lift his head well enough to look over to see the terror that loomed before his eyes.His father's angry shouts were drowned out by his mother's screams of agony.Micheal's eyes widened as his father grabbed the gun nearby,His mother crying and begging for mercy.Everything was almost a blur to him..To far into the whirlwind of pain and fear..He couldn't see straight....
It's the Eye of the Tiger
It's the thrill of the fight
Rising up to the challenge of our rival
And the last known survivor
Stalks his prey in the night
And he's watching us all
With the Eye of the Tiger
Micheal's father stepped forward,A sickened grin crossing his face as he stepped slowly towards his wife,Micheal's mother was struggling to get to her feet -- To save her son from the fate that would befall both of them if she let it.The sick grin sending angered chills up and down his mother's spine,Micheal wasn't sure what happened next because before he knew anything -- He had lost conciousness and blacked out......
Face to face out in the heat
Hangin' tough, stayin' hungry
They stack the odds still we take to the street
For the kill with the skill to survive
*********************************** The Next Morning...
Daylight broke through the window..Micheal's eyes twitched a little before opening,Pain instantly filling his entire body.He could see splashes of blood on the floor and the wall,Still dazed from the blows he had recieved the previous evening.His eyes widened as relization hit him -- He sat up in such a way that pain ripped through him but it didn't matter.His eyes went wide but not because of the pain,But because of the scene that layed before him -- His father and mother layed on the floor,In a puddle of almost dry blood.The gun clattered on the floor somewhere near them.Micheal was afraid,Had his parents really gotten that violent?
How could he be so stupid not to relize that -- The whole time after he blacked out his parents had gotten to deep in their fight.Killed by the gun- shot.Micheal wasn't sure what to believe now -- Just since he was born his parents were always fighting but they weren't dead.Now he was here..Alone.Sitting against the far-wall seeing the deathly pale,decaying faces of his parents.
It's the Eye of the Tiger
It's the thrill of the fight
Rising up to the challenge of our rival
And the last known survivor
Stalks his prey in the night
And he's watching us all
With the Eye of the Tiger
Wobbling to his feet,Micheal stood up -- Ignoring the deep,Surging pain that increased everytime he made a movement like that,He knew he had to get ready for school -- Not that they would care anyway.Of course he didn't even have time to change clothes,He picked up his back-pack from the nearby table and raced out the door -- Leaving his parents' decaying bodies to rot on the floor as he ran down the side-walk of the misreble streets.He needed to be on time,Not that he ever got any respect for that.He was treated like dirt -- Along with all the other kids at school.
Micheal's steps sent pain shooting up every part of him,Yet he didn't care anymore..He picked up even more speed and ran on down the path towards the school.It would only be a few minutes before the bell rang.His thoughts were deep,in a jumble.Everything had happened so fast.It only seemed like yesterday that his parents were arguing over some mindless task while he sat in the other room,Doing his homework -- Alone...
Risin' up straight to the top
Had the guts, got the glory
Went the distance, now I'm not gonna stop
Just a man and his will to survive
The pain still surging through Micheal's lower half,He managed to get through the grey double-doors just as the bell rang,Atleast he had reached the school.He coughed and walked on down the hall -- Ignoring the strange stares that he was recieving from some of the kids and he knew why he was reciveing them..His grey hoodie was stained with blood and so was his jeans.His eyes were blood-shot and red as if he had been crying.
Some of the kids snickered at his apperence while others could only stare,Micheal wasn't even sure how to react..One minute he was almost normal and the next he was being beaten around by his parents for some odd reason or another.Of course there wasn't much he knew to do -- His teachers weren't much better anyway.
It's the Eye of the Tiger
It's the thrill of the fight
Rising up to the challenge of our rival
And the last known survivor
Stalks his prey in the night
And he's watching us all
With the Eye of the Tiger
Whispers like 'What happened?' floated through the air as Micheal made his way on down the hall towards his first class.He knew he'd better have a good explanation for this one.Of course what good could it do?His teachers never even LISTENED to him...
A/N: Well thats the end of Chapter One,I don't know Knightbrace's real name so I decided to call him Micheal,The Kids Next Door will appear in later chapters which shall be somewhere towards the future for this era,Anyway please let me know if I should post Chapter Two up or not. - Dark Angel