k2: Chappie one part two, ready and waiting for you guys to read!
Mk: Yep! See how quick that was?
k2: I uploaded the whole story at once, since it had already been done once before. The only thing I don't like about doing that, though, is it cuts down on the suspense.
Mk: Oh well, you had to pick the lesser of two evils, right?
k2: Uh, yeah, I guess.
Err…. by the way. Starting with this chapter there will be no, I repeat NO more first person POV's except for Matt's.
MK: If even his.
k2: Definitely his! (glares at MK) And since Matt is in like, almost every chapie…well, you get the point. NEwayz. I figured that perspective from TK was just to hard to do, the way I had it before anyway. And the more I thought about it while doing it, well…yeah. It didn't work. ONLY MATT!
MK: (sighs dramatically and shakes her head) Obsessions.
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What now?
Rated: PG-13
drama/romance
Chapter 1, pt 2-Despair
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My name is Yamato Ishida and one again I failed my brother. I missed something I should have noticed, I spaced out on him. No, wait. That's just an excuse. I saw how he looked; I saw the pain in his eyes. I should have asked him about it the moment I saw him. But then…why hadn't Mom seen it either?
The moment I saw TK stagger I was at his side. I didn't know what it was that caused it, caused the pain within my brother. What I did know was that a pit had opened within me the moment TK's legs gave out on him. The moment I felt him lean into me I helped him collapse to the ground, still holding him in my arms. I saw his eyes clouding over as the darkness slowly over took him and I cried out desperately for our parents. They rushed over, scared and confused. Tears brimmed my eyes as I watched, helplessly, as my brother withered in pain.
"What's gong on?" Dads demands had been lost on me, I was unable to tell him what I didn't know.
"TK!" Mom's shouts were in vain as she cried out to her youngest, but I could hear the tears of panic within her voice. "What's wrong with him? TK, sweety! Please, say something!"
I slowly watched, horrified, as TK's eyes dulled and his rigid body became limp in my arms. His eyes slowly closed and his body grew warm. I was too shocked to say anything but I heard my mother crying out for her son. My father immediately began calling for help, his cell phone automatically dialing the emergency number. That was when I realized that his body was indeed getting warmer. I began to shake TK but he remained unconscious and, as I knelt there shaking him I noticed as his body began to illuminate.
"Steve look!"
TK's body began glowing brightly, a yellow light engulfing both him and me. I remembered, then, what both TK and Sora had said about Kari, about how her crest had reacted. But that just couldn't be the case here! TK was not Kari. He didn't hold the crest of light; he held the crest of hope! Hope had nothing to do with light, none in the least!
Or so I tried telling myself, how was I supposed to know the relation of attributes?
Then the light seemed to flicker, like a candle being blown by the wind, and died out just as easily. As if on cue, TK, still unconscious, tensed in my arms and his face contorted in pain.
"TK!" my voice was harsh as tears threatened my eyes. I began shaking him again and I faintly heard my father talking to his phone.
"Matt!" I quickly looked at my mother, the half hysterical scream snapping my attention to her. "TK's arm!"
I looked down to see what she meant. The appendage in question seemed to be…fading. My heart stopped there.
"Good Lord." my fathers words were barley a whisper.
"No." mine were even softer. "No, TK." The panic from before gripped my heart and this time it wrenched it, threatening to break it in two. "TK! Please! Wake up!" I brought my hand up to pat his face but the rest of his body was following suit, fading before my eyes. "NO! Not again, please TK! Don't leave me!"
My younger brother vanished from sight.
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K2: Yes, I made Matt's part longer. That is the reason for the two-part chapter. I just thought this would be more, well…dramatic!
Mk: Remarkable job, isn't it?
K2: What?
Mk: The difference! You have come a long way, my friend, and this story is just getting better and better.
K2: Wow. No rude comments from the peanut gallery?
Mk: No way, the change is just way to good! Even if the fans won't praise you, I will.
K2: (sweatdrop) Uhh…. I don't…want praise. I just want to know what peeps think.
Mk: Oh, well then. In that case, forget what I just said.
K2: Uh, yeah, whatever. Please review the story guys; I need input on this thing. (Whispers to Mewkit) You do realize this conversation makes me look nuts, right?
MK: You have a muse that you converse with, you are nuts.
