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Chibi Amo: On to the new chapter! It's a Brooklyn one, sue me! I'm obsessed…
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Beyblade
NOTE: All chapters shall first begin with the person's childhood, and then Teenager-Dom (or adulthood).
Left Alone
By myself (myself). I ask why, when in my mind I find I can't rely on myself…-Linkin Park "By Myself"
Plit, plit, plit.
Bright jade green eyes watched the rain fall outside the window sill.
Plit, plit, plit.
The little boy attempted to move his strands of ginger hair out of his face to no avail. His hair was getting out of hand… not that he could do anything about it…
Plit, plit, plit.
Soon, two children came into view outside. A little girl and a little boy were both jumping about in the puddles not caring at all if they got wet.
Plit, plit, plit.
The boy behind the window sill watched them play for a little while. The little girl in the rain soon fell down and splashed into a puddle, and came out muddy soaking and wet. She didn't seem to care though, she just chased after the boy who was laughing at her. Her tiny pale muddy fingers threatening to get it's substance all over the little boys clothes.
Plit, plit, plit.
The boy behind the window sill watched them sadly as they left, running away without a care in the world. Not alone, they had each other for company.
'Lucky…' the little boy thought when they'd left, as he himself left the window sill '… They're not by themselves.'
For it was true. The little boy didn't have any friends. Although his parents friends cooed over him with comments of 'oh how darling!' and 'isn't he sweet?' they couldn't tell.
So how come the others could? How could every other child his age tell, quite plainly, that he was different? Children seem to have that uncanny ability…
He slowly and steadily walked back to his room, and picked up a small sheet of paper lying on the bed. He was only eight years old, so understanding what was written on it was a bit difficult, but he remembered his mother reading it aloud from a book one day.
Little boy,
What're you doing all alone,
Where's the simple place you call home?
Little boy,
Why don't you play with your friends?
Play before your story ends…
'Play before my story ends…' he recalled 'what does that mean?' he asked in childish, innocent wonder.
He suddenly shivered. It wasn't cold in the house; it was just… just that empty feeling, knowing that he was alone… that scary feeling was creeping up on him. He clenched the piece of paper a bit tighter, shivering, trying to subdue the fear.
Even years later, Brooklyn was still alone. Although he hid his fear quite well, inside he still felt it. He felt as if he would have to go his whole life alone… that was the only thing he feared. But somehow, in his mind, he forced himself to accept it.
So he spent almost every minute of the day by himself. Unless he was training with his teammates, he stayed outside.
Maybe that's how he began to notice the world around him so much more…
But soon Brooklyn began to realize that the loneliness he was feeling was attached to the darkness. The darkness that never stopped taunting him when he was alone…
It only got worse when he got Zeus. The bit beast of darkness had been like his door away from the fear, whenever it became too… too much. But Brooklyn soon realized that Zeus was only creating more.
More darkness, more sadness, more fear…
He now had another side of him, something that lived, that thrived off of his pain.
No matter what happened now…
Brooklyn was alone.
END
Chibi Amo: Done. Next chapter will possibly be on Kai, if not then I have no clue…
I hope you enjoyed this chapter!
JA NE!
Closing Quote: Screaming, deceiving and bleeding for you, and you still won't hear me… -"Going Under" by Evanescence
-Chibi Amo