A/N: Sorry for the long update. On top of 4th of July and working so I can buy new episodes of InuYasha, I've been either sleeping, drawing, or eating. So, I'd like to thank all readers and especially reviewers for reviewing!
Storm the Chao (Yeah I know, I just thought it would add a touch of humor in. Thanks for the compliments -)
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I don't own any Sonic characters, confirmed by mounting law suits.
On with the fic!
Rouge looked eagerly at the clear water rippling across the deep lake. 'I don't think I've seen any water this pure...' She thought, stepping onto a nearby moss chocked rock, one of the many that hugged the shore. Then she noticed a Hero chao that had stumbled himself beside her, mimicking her and showing interest in the water. 'Of course...this is a chao garden, no wonder the water is so pure...' Taking a good second look around, she couldn't believe she ignored all of the chao's and broken pillars scattered around for their amusement.
Then again, she had only been to the neutral and dark chao gardens; must hero one's tended to not like her much. She turned back to the chao beside her, who was staring back at her. A normal one, this one, all white, a swimming chao, with a flaming yellow halo above it's head. The bat felt like an outsider, like a trespasser. She did not belong in the hero garden.
"Quartz, come here." A pure and wispy voice drifted through the air. Rouge followed it, to find a translucent orange echidna sitting on a nearby pillar comfortably, her gentle emerald eyes trusting. The chao chirped happily and skipped over to the ghost.
Tikal laughed lightly, as the chao tripped and fell forward. It sprang back up and stood in front of her. Rouge gaped at Tikal, she was not told a ghost, never the less, was here also. It was then Tikal's gaze found hers, and she smiled.
"Ah, you must be from the dark side of the chao. Tell me, what is your name?"
"R-Rouge...Rouge the Bat. Who are you?"
"I'm Tikal. Why have you come here over to hero side? I know you are not entirely dark, and your intentions are usually good...but..."
"I came to swim." Rouge could've sworn she had heard a stick crack with her super sensitive ears. Her eyes flicked thoughtfully to a small rock beside her feet, which she casually picked up and turned over in her palm.
"Do not be afraid of me-"
"I'm not."
"That's good. I am part of the Master Emerald, a spirit, not a ghost, as you have accused me."
"What's the difference?" Rouge said wryly, raising an eyebrow. Tikal bent over and petted the chao, before whispering something. It nodded and took off running awkwardly. What nerved Rouge more is that she had never said Tikal was a ghost out loud.
"A ghost is when the soul is unsettled, it is looking for answers. Such is not my fate. A spirit is merely the soul residing somewhere and wishes to stay instead of passing. With the Master Emerald I am permanently bounded here, and is guardian of the chao."
"Oh..." Rouge shifted, her boots clicking against rock. "Tell me..." She gripped the rock and swung around, "Did you follow the finer points of our conversation, Knucklehead!" She chucked the rock at a nearby bush, and Knuckles emerged, cursing under his breath and rubbing his head. Tikal giggled softly.
"I wouldn't call that a nice welcome..."
"You asked for it." Knuckles looked over at Tikal, and turned back to Rouge.
"I've seen you met Tikal."
"Uh, yeah. Tell me-" She grabbed Knuckles by the scroff of his neck, lifting him up a few inches. "Why wasn't it you who could've warned me?" Her eyes bore holes through his skull. Knuckles kicked her in the gut, her releasing him as he hopped backward.
"That's none of your business, bat-girl."
"Relax, you two. I wish to reside here in peace, especially around the chao. How do you say nowadays, I wish to...'chill'." Tikal told them. Knuckles laughed at his naïve friend.
"Alright, Tikal, you win."
'I can't believe Knuckles is talking to a ghost...like it's something he does everyday...what is this, an episode of the X Files?' Rouge thought, shaking her head in dismay. 'Wait...what is he doing here anyway...?'
"I thought you didn't want to come?" She asked smugly, crossing one leg behind the other.
"I didn't." He huffed, crossing his arms. 'Don't go there.' He warned in his head, to everyone who could read his thoughts. Rouge read the look, and decided it was a thing to save for later.
"So, are you going to leave or what? Because personally I do not want a creep like you watching me swim."
"Deal with it, I live here. Besides, who would want to watch you?" He added with mild disgust.
"Perverts like you." She spat back, and without a second glance dived gracefully into the cold but refreshing water. It felt good against her hot face, but so much for coming her to sort her thoughts out. She surfaced to the bright sunlight, and felt the few hairs on the back of her neck prickle. She looked over to the side, to find Knuckles beside her, looking up at the sky that was fading into twilight.
She splashed him playfully, before retreating down into the depths of the lake. Knuckles followed with a moments hesitation, looked over at Tikal, who nodded and smiled. He rolled his eyes and dived down after her. It was only a matter of seconds until he grabbed her ankle, tugging her down teasingly. She struggled and kicked him away, resurfacing and floating at there.
Knuckles swam up beside her, and that was when the bat kicked him in the side, sending him skimming over the water a good second or two.
"You've done it now." He growled, swimming over to her before she could react and picked her up out of the water, him sinking down himself. 'Thank god for the air necklace.' He praised, before grinding his teeth and with a huge amount of energy sent Rouge flying high into the air.
He gave the satisfaction of letting himself sink to the bottom and look up, pleased to see her crash into the crystal depths. She leered at him warily, coming up for a breath and diving down again, meeting him at the bottom. Knuckles grinned, she could only last so long under water, while he had infinite amount of oxygen.
Silently they challenged each other, standing there stiffly. A minute passed and Knuckles grew a bit alert at the fact that Rouge was still there, and that she was losing air. She was visually shaking. 'She's to stubborn for her own good.' He knew where this was going to go, and he wasn't the one who was going to revive her once she almost drowned.
One part of him told him to stay, lustfully imagining the disappointment of losing on Rouge's face. The other part told him to surrender, Rouge could kill herself for all he knew. He struggled mentally, and finally pushed off and toward the shining light at the surface. He surfaced with a small splash, Rouge gasping for breath after him.
He waited to hear the laughter, the taunting at how much better she was. But there was none. He looked over at her, to find her staring at him, long and hard.
"You have an air necklace, you moron." Knuckles tried not to hide his shock.
"You knew this when...?"
"When you went into the water." He felt like hitting himself. How could he think Rouge was so stupid? 'Wait...was that a complement?'
"Oh..."
"You tried to cheat to win?"
"No, it's not-"
"Yet you lost...?" Her eyes had a hint of curiosity in them, and Knuckles realized that she had been testing him. The thought both angered him and confused him. 'There's hope for this guy yet.' She thought, taking a second glance at the bewildered echidna as she flew off.
At the place the twin's claim is prison
Silver realized that everyone was staring at her.
"What?!" She shouted defensively, letting out an aggravated snarl. The cafeteria erupted into cheers, and Silver felt sick guilt swim in her stomach. She met Kirei in the hallway, punching the wall as lightly as she could without punching through it.
"What do you want, Wonder Girl?" She asked roughly, staring at the wall. Silver suddenly found her shoes fascinating.
"Look, I know your mad-"
"That's a bit obvious."
"But if you had just been a bit friendlier-"
"What are you talking about?! You called me a half-breed-"
"I'm not talking about this one time, Kirei. You seem to hate me-"
"You hate me." Kirei muttered. She knew how utterly childish she sounded, and she began to hate herself for it. Suddenly she couldn't hold it in anymore. "J-just like...everyone else..." A tear escaped her eyes, as she looked away, ashamed.
"Kirei-"
"No, you listen!" She shouted, her fangs glinting as she yelled. "For as long as I can remember, everyone's hated me because of what I am, not who I am-"
"That's not completely true-"
"Is it now? Because I think your lying about your own theory, Wonder Girl." That made Silver momentarily shut up.
"Quit calling me that."
"Why? It describes you perfectly-"
"No, it doesn't."
"And why not?!" Even as Kirei was saying this with all anger tearing in her throat, tears were racing each other down her cheeks. "You look amazing, you have Chaos Control powers beyond belief, and you get-" She stopped herself before saying Cyclone. She grew quiet, this was how her father acted whenever he grew angry.
"Kirei, there's a reason-"
"That you hate me?"
"I don't hate you..." Silver growled, trying to regain her calmness. "I'm...jealous..."
"Jealous?"
"Yeah."
"...what...?"
"Okay, I'm blind."
"You're not blind, quit messing with me!" Silver grabbed the neck of her shirt and pulled her close, eye to eye.
"Look at my eyes." She demanded, burning her eyes into Kirei's violet ones. At first Kirei didn't see it, her eyes looked the same, same blood red color. But she looked deeper, and realized her pupil was another shade of dark red, that kept swirling and focusing and seemed to have a life of it's own.
"That's impossible..."
"No, it's not."
"But...but you can see me right now, can't you?!"
"Sort of..."
"How can you sort of see me?"
"I was born blind, okay? I tapped into the Chaos Emeralds power, which is what gives me my 'amazing power' and the ability to see. But, my life is spilt in half, and each time I strain myself and the Chaos Emeralds, my life grows even shorter than that." This took a second to sink in.
"So...your jealous because I can live longer or something?"
"Not only that, but your mortal. I'm already pretty much dead."
"Like a zombie?!"
"No! Like..."Silver struggled for words. "I pass in between the after life and this one frequently in my dreams..." She rubbed her palms absent-mindedly with her thumbs, feeling the scraps of the road she was transported too the night before.
"I didn't know...but just because your jealous doesn't mean you have to hate me!"
"I know, but isn't that the same reason you hate me?" Silver shot back, this time Kirei had to consider. Five minutes passed in thick silence that dripped over them like sweat.
"So...how much longer do you have to live?"
"Not long..." Silver tended to avoid this subject, and when she went to wipe her face she was surprised that it was wet from her crying silently.
"I'm sorry..."
"Don't be. It's a good place-" She pointed at the ceiling, "Up there."
"No, that's not what I mean. I should've told you I was...you know...instead of just fighting you all of the time, like... a coward..." She shuddered. Silver knew it wasn't her fault for this type of reaction. The girl was hated just because of her parents.
"It's not your fault...I shouldn't have called you that disgusting name..." Kirei just glanced up at her, violet meeting swirling red, locking her gaze until she backed out of school, running across the street. Silver sighed, walking back to the cafeteria. Before she could make it, she met Cyclone, Shocker, and Spinner at the door, their expressions grim and almost unreadable.
"Did She leave-"
"Again?" Shocker finished his brother. Silver nodded gravely.
"Should we follow her?" Cyclone asked, peering behind her.
"No. She needs time alone, I think."
"This sucks." The brothers said in unrehearsed unison.
"Why?"
"Because, who knows what she'll get into. Remember last time she got upset?" Silver's eyes grew distant as she remembered. The girl punched a building so hard it shattered the windows and sent a crack crawling up the side. The police were there in no time, and bristling with rage she took out all of them, killing three. She wasn't sent to prison because she'd just break out again, and instead Silver was to keep her in line, she was the oldest.
The thing about Kirei's rage was that it blinded her, killing her sense of logic. Anger controlled her to do perilous things, destructive, mostly. She became mute as a child, when her parents split up frequently, because of numerous reasons. Somehow they kept getting together again, but the sense of solitude and confusion impacted a trauma to her speech, so her psychiatrist had told them. It was rumored that was the reason Kirei agreed to go back to the past with them, to make sure her parents didn't split up.
It didn't help that the whole world was seemingly against her, being a half- breed. Kirei began to speak again when Cyclone had offered to play with her as an eight year old; she was lost in the woods and retreated there often. At first she wondered why he didn't judge her, but it grew apparent that his good nature eased her trauma.
Flashback
Kirei was perched on a rock, her large eyes glassy and hugging her knees to her chest. She delicate ears soon picked up the sound of laughter, which turned to distress. She gripped the mossy rock tightly, glaring in the direction the sound was coming from.
Suddenly a fox child with two tails parted the thick column of trees that Kirei thought of as her security, looking at her with curious, bright, caramel eyes. She was horrified, she braced for the teasing or even abuse she was sure she was to receive. But instead the fox boy walked right up to her, tilting his head to the side and smiling.
"Hi, what's your name? I'm Cyclone...but I'm usually called Cy." His outgoing nature confused her, she just stared back, unable to speak her thoughts even if she tried. He waited patiently for an answer as far as a nine-year-old attention span would allow, and pondered why she didn't answer.
" What's wrong?" His intelligent eyes scanned hers, trying to find an answer. She gripped the rock tightly, surely this was a trap. "Can you not talk?" he considered this, and decided to ask her. She found her head nodding. He smiled.
"That must make you a good listener. Can you try to talk?" She found his eyes gentle, and her grip on her rock loosened. It was the first time in years she felt her tongue rolling in her mouth.
"I-I'm Kirei..." He chuckled, a warming sound.
"There, you can talk. I knew it. C'mon, help me find my toy I was looking for. It's here in the woods somewhere." She never trusted anyone. She shook her head, no, if she were to come out of the forest, her mother and father would find her. He was visually disappointed, but shrugged.
"Is it alright if I come here tomorrow?" A smile played across her face. "I'll take that as a yes then, Kirei."
End Flashback
She kept her anger built up inside of her, like a volcano. When it was released or triggered, she lost control of it, going on a destructive rampage.
"We just have to hope she'll be okay..." Silver sighed, finding her gaze traveling to the entry door.
"Excuse me, what business do you have here without a hall pass?" A bald but mean looking man said, bent over them. Spinner was covering in no time.
"We got an emergency phone call from our parents."
"I didn't hear it on announcements."
"They don't have an intercom in the cafeteria." That was a lie. But it was wedged in the far corner, and hardly ever used. He took his chances anyway.
"So who called you down?"
"Shocker, here. He was getting a drink when the phone in the office rang. He answered it fro one of the secretaries because she was eating, and it was our parents. So he ran at the speed of sound and got us, we finished talking, and we're heading back to our wonderful café." Shocker shook his head a few times, adding a "that's right" here and there.
"What was the emergency?"
"Our parents, see, weren't going to be home, so they told us where the extra key was hidden." The man considered for a moment, and brushed them aside.
"Alright, just hurry back." Cyclone could've sworn he heard him mutter, "damn kids..." but shook his head, imagining it.
"Smooth, Spinner. I must hand it to you." Silver complemented, a rare thing indeed.
"Was that, or was it not, the best right on the spot lying you have ever seen?"
"Don't push it."
Storm the Chao (Yeah I know, I just thought it would add a touch of humor in. Thanks for the compliments -)
Entei200 (You're the most threatening reviewer I've seen yet besides myself,I mean that as a compliment, as weird as it sounds)
Shadow-is-amazing (just reviewed it! Thanks for the encouragement)
I don't own any Sonic characters, confirmed by mounting law suits.
On with the fic!
Rouge looked eagerly at the clear water rippling across the deep lake. 'I don't think I've seen any water this pure...' She thought, stepping onto a nearby moss chocked rock, one of the many that hugged the shore. Then she noticed a Hero chao that had stumbled himself beside her, mimicking her and showing interest in the water. 'Of course...this is a chao garden, no wonder the water is so pure...' Taking a good second look around, she couldn't believe she ignored all of the chao's and broken pillars scattered around for their amusement.
Then again, she had only been to the neutral and dark chao gardens; must hero one's tended to not like her much. She turned back to the chao beside her, who was staring back at her. A normal one, this one, all white, a swimming chao, with a flaming yellow halo above it's head. The bat felt like an outsider, like a trespasser. She did not belong in the hero garden.
"Quartz, come here." A pure and wispy voice drifted through the air. Rouge followed it, to find a translucent orange echidna sitting on a nearby pillar comfortably, her gentle emerald eyes trusting. The chao chirped happily and skipped over to the ghost.
Tikal laughed lightly, as the chao tripped and fell forward. It sprang back up and stood in front of her. Rouge gaped at Tikal, she was not told a ghost, never the less, was here also. It was then Tikal's gaze found hers, and she smiled.
"Ah, you must be from the dark side of the chao. Tell me, what is your name?"
"R-Rouge...Rouge the Bat. Who are you?"
"I'm Tikal. Why have you come here over to hero side? I know you are not entirely dark, and your intentions are usually good...but..."
"I came to swim." Rouge could've sworn she had heard a stick crack with her super sensitive ears. Her eyes flicked thoughtfully to a small rock beside her feet, which she casually picked up and turned over in her palm.
"Do not be afraid of me-"
"I'm not."
"That's good. I am part of the Master Emerald, a spirit, not a ghost, as you have accused me."
"What's the difference?" Rouge said wryly, raising an eyebrow. Tikal bent over and petted the chao, before whispering something. It nodded and took off running awkwardly. What nerved Rouge more is that she had never said Tikal was a ghost out loud.
"A ghost is when the soul is unsettled, it is looking for answers. Such is not my fate. A spirit is merely the soul residing somewhere and wishes to stay instead of passing. With the Master Emerald I am permanently bounded here, and is guardian of the chao."
"Oh..." Rouge shifted, her boots clicking against rock. "Tell me..." She gripped the rock and swung around, "Did you follow the finer points of our conversation, Knucklehead!" She chucked the rock at a nearby bush, and Knuckles emerged, cursing under his breath and rubbing his head. Tikal giggled softly.
"I wouldn't call that a nice welcome..."
"You asked for it." Knuckles looked over at Tikal, and turned back to Rouge.
"I've seen you met Tikal."
"Uh, yeah. Tell me-" She grabbed Knuckles by the scroff of his neck, lifting him up a few inches. "Why wasn't it you who could've warned me?" Her eyes bore holes through his skull. Knuckles kicked her in the gut, her releasing him as he hopped backward.
"That's none of your business, bat-girl."
"Relax, you two. I wish to reside here in peace, especially around the chao. How do you say nowadays, I wish to...'chill'." Tikal told them. Knuckles laughed at his naïve friend.
"Alright, Tikal, you win."
'I can't believe Knuckles is talking to a ghost...like it's something he does everyday...what is this, an episode of the X Files?' Rouge thought, shaking her head in dismay. 'Wait...what is he doing here anyway...?'
"I thought you didn't want to come?" She asked smugly, crossing one leg behind the other.
"I didn't." He huffed, crossing his arms. 'Don't go there.' He warned in his head, to everyone who could read his thoughts. Rouge read the look, and decided it was a thing to save for later.
"So, are you going to leave or what? Because personally I do not want a creep like you watching me swim."
"Deal with it, I live here. Besides, who would want to watch you?" He added with mild disgust.
"Perverts like you." She spat back, and without a second glance dived gracefully into the cold but refreshing water. It felt good against her hot face, but so much for coming her to sort her thoughts out. She surfaced to the bright sunlight, and felt the few hairs on the back of her neck prickle. She looked over to the side, to find Knuckles beside her, looking up at the sky that was fading into twilight.
She splashed him playfully, before retreating down into the depths of the lake. Knuckles followed with a moments hesitation, looked over at Tikal, who nodded and smiled. He rolled his eyes and dived down after her. It was only a matter of seconds until he grabbed her ankle, tugging her down teasingly. She struggled and kicked him away, resurfacing and floating at there.
Knuckles swam up beside her, and that was when the bat kicked him in the side, sending him skimming over the water a good second or two.
"You've done it now." He growled, swimming over to her before she could react and picked her up out of the water, him sinking down himself. 'Thank god for the air necklace.' He praised, before grinding his teeth and with a huge amount of energy sent Rouge flying high into the air.
He gave the satisfaction of letting himself sink to the bottom and look up, pleased to see her crash into the crystal depths. She leered at him warily, coming up for a breath and diving down again, meeting him at the bottom. Knuckles grinned, she could only last so long under water, while he had infinite amount of oxygen.
Silently they challenged each other, standing there stiffly. A minute passed and Knuckles grew a bit alert at the fact that Rouge was still there, and that she was losing air. She was visually shaking. 'She's to stubborn for her own good.' He knew where this was going to go, and he wasn't the one who was going to revive her once she almost drowned.
One part of him told him to stay, lustfully imagining the disappointment of losing on Rouge's face. The other part told him to surrender, Rouge could kill herself for all he knew. He struggled mentally, and finally pushed off and toward the shining light at the surface. He surfaced with a small splash, Rouge gasping for breath after him.
He waited to hear the laughter, the taunting at how much better she was. But there was none. He looked over at her, to find her staring at him, long and hard.
"You have an air necklace, you moron." Knuckles tried not to hide his shock.
"You knew this when...?"
"When you went into the water." He felt like hitting himself. How could he think Rouge was so stupid? 'Wait...was that a complement?'
"Oh..."
"You tried to cheat to win?"
"No, it's not-"
"Yet you lost...?" Her eyes had a hint of curiosity in them, and Knuckles realized that she had been testing him. The thought both angered him and confused him. 'There's hope for this guy yet.' She thought, taking a second glance at the bewildered echidna as she flew off.
At the place the twin's claim is prison
Silver realized that everyone was staring at her.
"What?!" She shouted defensively, letting out an aggravated snarl. The cafeteria erupted into cheers, and Silver felt sick guilt swim in her stomach. She met Kirei in the hallway, punching the wall as lightly as she could without punching through it.
"What do you want, Wonder Girl?" She asked roughly, staring at the wall. Silver suddenly found her shoes fascinating.
"Look, I know your mad-"
"That's a bit obvious."
"But if you had just been a bit friendlier-"
"What are you talking about?! You called me a half-breed-"
"I'm not talking about this one time, Kirei. You seem to hate me-"
"You hate me." Kirei muttered. She knew how utterly childish she sounded, and she began to hate herself for it. Suddenly she couldn't hold it in anymore. "J-just like...everyone else..." A tear escaped her eyes, as she looked away, ashamed.
"Kirei-"
"No, you listen!" She shouted, her fangs glinting as she yelled. "For as long as I can remember, everyone's hated me because of what I am, not who I am-"
"That's not completely true-"
"Is it now? Because I think your lying about your own theory, Wonder Girl." That made Silver momentarily shut up.
"Quit calling me that."
"Why? It describes you perfectly-"
"No, it doesn't."
"And why not?!" Even as Kirei was saying this with all anger tearing in her throat, tears were racing each other down her cheeks. "You look amazing, you have Chaos Control powers beyond belief, and you get-" She stopped herself before saying Cyclone. She grew quiet, this was how her father acted whenever he grew angry.
"Kirei, there's a reason-"
"That you hate me?"
"I don't hate you..." Silver growled, trying to regain her calmness. "I'm...jealous..."
"Jealous?"
"Yeah."
"...what...?"
"Okay, I'm blind."
"You're not blind, quit messing with me!" Silver grabbed the neck of her shirt and pulled her close, eye to eye.
"Look at my eyes." She demanded, burning her eyes into Kirei's violet ones. At first Kirei didn't see it, her eyes looked the same, same blood red color. But she looked deeper, and realized her pupil was another shade of dark red, that kept swirling and focusing and seemed to have a life of it's own.
"That's impossible..."
"No, it's not."
"But...but you can see me right now, can't you?!"
"Sort of..."
"How can you sort of see me?"
"I was born blind, okay? I tapped into the Chaos Emeralds power, which is what gives me my 'amazing power' and the ability to see. But, my life is spilt in half, and each time I strain myself and the Chaos Emeralds, my life grows even shorter than that." This took a second to sink in.
"So...your jealous because I can live longer or something?"
"Not only that, but your mortal. I'm already pretty much dead."
"Like a zombie?!"
"No! Like..."Silver struggled for words. "I pass in between the after life and this one frequently in my dreams..." She rubbed her palms absent-mindedly with her thumbs, feeling the scraps of the road she was transported too the night before.
"I didn't know...but just because your jealous doesn't mean you have to hate me!"
"I know, but isn't that the same reason you hate me?" Silver shot back, this time Kirei had to consider. Five minutes passed in thick silence that dripped over them like sweat.
"So...how much longer do you have to live?"
"Not long..." Silver tended to avoid this subject, and when she went to wipe her face she was surprised that it was wet from her crying silently.
"I'm sorry..."
"Don't be. It's a good place-" She pointed at the ceiling, "Up there."
"No, that's not what I mean. I should've told you I was...you know...instead of just fighting you all of the time, like... a coward..." She shuddered. Silver knew it wasn't her fault for this type of reaction. The girl was hated just because of her parents.
"It's not your fault...I shouldn't have called you that disgusting name..." Kirei just glanced up at her, violet meeting swirling red, locking her gaze until she backed out of school, running across the street. Silver sighed, walking back to the cafeteria. Before she could make it, she met Cyclone, Shocker, and Spinner at the door, their expressions grim and almost unreadable.
"Did She leave-"
"Again?" Shocker finished his brother. Silver nodded gravely.
"Should we follow her?" Cyclone asked, peering behind her.
"No. She needs time alone, I think."
"This sucks." The brothers said in unrehearsed unison.
"Why?"
"Because, who knows what she'll get into. Remember last time she got upset?" Silver's eyes grew distant as she remembered. The girl punched a building so hard it shattered the windows and sent a crack crawling up the side. The police were there in no time, and bristling with rage she took out all of them, killing three. She wasn't sent to prison because she'd just break out again, and instead Silver was to keep her in line, she was the oldest.
The thing about Kirei's rage was that it blinded her, killing her sense of logic. Anger controlled her to do perilous things, destructive, mostly. She became mute as a child, when her parents split up frequently, because of numerous reasons. Somehow they kept getting together again, but the sense of solitude and confusion impacted a trauma to her speech, so her psychiatrist had told them. It was rumored that was the reason Kirei agreed to go back to the past with them, to make sure her parents didn't split up.
It didn't help that the whole world was seemingly against her, being a half- breed. Kirei began to speak again when Cyclone had offered to play with her as an eight year old; she was lost in the woods and retreated there often. At first she wondered why he didn't judge her, but it grew apparent that his good nature eased her trauma.
Flashback
Kirei was perched on a rock, her large eyes glassy and hugging her knees to her chest. She delicate ears soon picked up the sound of laughter, which turned to distress. She gripped the mossy rock tightly, glaring in the direction the sound was coming from.
Suddenly a fox child with two tails parted the thick column of trees that Kirei thought of as her security, looking at her with curious, bright, caramel eyes. She was horrified, she braced for the teasing or even abuse she was sure she was to receive. But instead the fox boy walked right up to her, tilting his head to the side and smiling.
"Hi, what's your name? I'm Cyclone...but I'm usually called Cy." His outgoing nature confused her, she just stared back, unable to speak her thoughts even if she tried. He waited patiently for an answer as far as a nine-year-old attention span would allow, and pondered why she didn't answer.
" What's wrong?" His intelligent eyes scanned hers, trying to find an answer. She gripped the rock tightly, surely this was a trap. "Can you not talk?" he considered this, and decided to ask her. She found her head nodding. He smiled.
"That must make you a good listener. Can you try to talk?" She found his eyes gentle, and her grip on her rock loosened. It was the first time in years she felt her tongue rolling in her mouth.
"I-I'm Kirei..." He chuckled, a warming sound.
"There, you can talk. I knew it. C'mon, help me find my toy I was looking for. It's here in the woods somewhere." She never trusted anyone. She shook her head, no, if she were to come out of the forest, her mother and father would find her. He was visually disappointed, but shrugged.
"Is it alright if I come here tomorrow?" A smile played across her face. "I'll take that as a yes then, Kirei."
End Flashback
She kept her anger built up inside of her, like a volcano. When it was released or triggered, she lost control of it, going on a destructive rampage.
"We just have to hope she'll be okay..." Silver sighed, finding her gaze traveling to the entry door.
"Excuse me, what business do you have here without a hall pass?" A bald but mean looking man said, bent over them. Spinner was covering in no time.
"We got an emergency phone call from our parents."
"I didn't hear it on announcements."
"They don't have an intercom in the cafeteria." That was a lie. But it was wedged in the far corner, and hardly ever used. He took his chances anyway.
"So who called you down?"
"Shocker, here. He was getting a drink when the phone in the office rang. He answered it fro one of the secretaries because she was eating, and it was our parents. So he ran at the speed of sound and got us, we finished talking, and we're heading back to our wonderful café." Shocker shook his head a few times, adding a "that's right" here and there.
"What was the emergency?"
"Our parents, see, weren't going to be home, so they told us where the extra key was hidden." The man considered for a moment, and brushed them aside.
"Alright, just hurry back." Cyclone could've sworn he heard him mutter, "damn kids..." but shook his head, imagining it.
"Smooth, Spinner. I must hand it to you." Silver complemented, a rare thing indeed.
"Was that, or was it not, the best right on the spot lying you have ever seen?"
"Don't push it."