Disclaimer: I do not own Zoids or the characters.
Warnings: Suicide, depression and maybe some shonen ai thrown in (but that will really depend on how this fic turns out and what reviewers have to say)
Fragments
Who would of thought that one person would have so much blood? Blood splattered up the wall, blood splattered across the bathroom sink and streaking up the glass shower door. Dark red blood spilling across the white floor, slowly dripping down the drain. Such a gruesome, brutal scene, yet he looked so… peaceful sitting there in a pool of his own blood, razor blades lying near my feet. So peaceful, so gruesome and so unexpected.
I screamed.
AN: Sorry for the length, the other chapters will be longer. Remember to read and review.