Note: Hello lovelies and dahlings! I mentioned I was starting it, and wham. Here it is. My second posted fic. Taaadum. So, I do hope you like it, it's fairly different from my other one ('Two Weeks" goreadit-cough-), but interesting all the same.
Warnings: Errrm...abuse...and fright? Sheesh, I really dunno. Oh yeah. It's yaoi. As in malexmale. All of it. Telling you now. Don't like it, then don't bother reading.
Disclaimer: -sighs and pulls out index card- I own nothing related to Kingdom Hearts.
It was dark and cold when a boy of seventeen finally stirred in a dark alleyway. He groaned softly and put a pale and trembling hand to his forehead, then jerked it away in surprise. His fingers were wet and sticky. Blood apparently.
What happened to me?
He struggled to sit up, and gasped in surprise when a hot, searing pain flashed across his abdomen. He ached all over really.
Where am I? What happened to me?
Wearily, he slowly fell back onto the grimy pavement, trying to remember. He had to know what was going on before he could really do something. He closed his eyes and winced when the cool night air bit at a cut on his eyelid. Was it night? He cracked open an eye and gazed above him. 'No stars,' he remarked. How strange.
Eyes closed, the teenager tried to remember…anything…
After a few minutes he gave up and opened his eyes to the darkness. 'I wonder what else I can't remember,' he mused. He tried again. The more time that went by, the more his fear grew.
Nothing.
He couldn't remember anything-past, present, where he was from…who he was…
"No," he whispered hoarsely. But it was true-his memory was gone. A strong wave of panic and terror seized him, and it took all of his power to keep that wave from pulling him under.
Breathing deeply, he covered his eyes with both hands, one of which was bleeding freely. "No no no no," he rasped, starting to tremble. The boy struggled to stand up, hissing in pain. His legs wobbled underneath him, and he fell against a wall he hadn't known to be there. Nausea churned his stomach and he groaned softly, putting a hand to his mouth. It didn't help-he threw up anyway.
Looking around, he gave a soft whimper and wrapped his arms around his body. The shadows seemed to press in around him in a threatening way. 'I've got to get out of here before I pass out again,' he thought. Weakly, he pushed away from the wall's support. His knees buckled at once and he almost fell to the unforgiving ground below. Gritting his teeth, he willed himself to stand. I need to get out of here. The thought was become more urgent. 'One step at a time,' he thought. 'I'll just take it one step at a time until I get use to walking again.'
Step. Pain shot through his ankle but he kept going.
Step. The shadows were pressing in closer…
Step. Step. His legs stopped shaking violently and he sighed in relief. So he could walk okay. At least something was alright in all of this…
He hadn't gone fifteen feet before turning around frantically, certain something was behind him. If there was, he couldn't see it.
His walking sped up, and he grit his teeth as his abused body screamed in protest.
It was urgent he get out of here…wherever 'here' was…
He felt sick again, but didn't stop. Something told him that if he stopped, he might never start again. Someone would get him…or something…
"Go," a voice urged in the back of his mind. "Go now."
He quickened his pace, but it wasn't fast enough. His pulse beat faster, and he checked once again to be sure something wasn't behind him. Nothing was there, but he still needed to get out of here…he felt it…
"Run," the voice said, sounding panicked. "Run now! Run or die!"
With a strangled cry, he ran. Blood pounded in his ears, and sweat poured on his face. Adrenaline blocked out all pain, he just needed to run. The legs that had been shaking minutes before, surged forward without complaint; where he was going, he didn't know, but his legs seemed to. The thing he was running from seemed to break out in a run and he screamed again. "Run faster!" the voice shouted. "He's coming!"
Left, right, right again…he was suddenly aware of screaming tearing through his ear. It took a little while longer before he realized it was his own. Suddenly, the darkness broke and stars twinkled above him. He began to cry in relief, but still didn't dare slow down-his legs wouldn't allow it. Fields surrounded in fencing loomed ahead of him, if he could just make it over he'd be safe. Bruised and bleeding hands reached for the fence and he pulled himself up and-
Something vise-like grabbed his ankle and a shriek split the night. He frantically kicked out and after a bit, made contact with something and broke free and tumbled into the grass. Grass never felt so good and comforting in all his life. Sobbing, he crawled through the grass, and past the trunk of a tree. A girl on a bench squeaked in surprise and stood up, backing away. "Please," he moaned, collapsing. "I just need someone to help me…" The last thing he saw before he blacked out were big blue eyes, filled with concern as she knelt beside him.
Note: Tadum! I'm pretty sure you're wondering what's up, but fear not-you'll see next chapter! Tell me what you think.
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