Heyy Everybody! This chapter was up and posted way quicker than is normal for me, but whatever. In case anyone was confused, this is the actual start of the story, the other chapter was kinda like a prologue.

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1507 hours,
00 days since my life ended.

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It was eerily quiet in the world today. I noticed it subconsciously as I stepped into our street.

It wasn't that everybody was normally noisy. They weren't. It was just that not a single person was out and about. The few cars that came home around this time, recognisable because having a car was rare nowadays, were noticeably absent. The snow lay like a sound-dampening blanket across everything and chilled the air.

I didn't consciously acknowledge any of this. I was too busy thinking of school and friends and the cute boy who had smiled at me in class today and I think I might talk to him tomorrow if I'm feeling brave. I was too busy being normal to notice the change in the air.

I did get suspicious when the dark windows of my home came into view. Mum should've been home by now. She never leaves the lights off. I skipped up our porch lightly and reached into my satchel.

My spare key made a loud clunking noise when I tried to put it lock. I frowned as the door swung open with little more than the squeak of broken hinges. The chill that blew through the dark doorway seeped itself into my veins. I took an instinctive, reluctant step forward and suddenly it hit me with the force of a train and I was no longer thinking about the cute boy in my class. Something was very, very, very wrong.

I took a few more steps into the hallway, keeping my satchel clutched under my arm rather than throwing it away as I usually did. Pictures lined the walls. Familiar images of us smiling and being together as a family. Nice pictures that suddenly seemed menacingly plastic in the silence and stillness.

Where was mum?

"Mum?"

I called out tentatively, my steps ceasing. I received no reply and felt the small buds of developing fear in my stomach. What was going on? I peered deeper into the hall, trying to slow my heartbeat.

Something down the end of the hall caught my eye; a door hanging slightly ajar. I squinted in the darkness. It was the bathroom, the big one in the middle of the house that Light and I fought over. I forced my self to walk towards it, ignoring the growing feeling of wrongness in my gut. My fear was growing with every step I took and I almost choked.

"Mum . . .?"

My voice sounded tinny and weak in the silence, almost unreal. Now I was closer to the bathroom, I could smell something funny hanging in the air. It was metallic, coppery. Familiar, but I couldn't place it. I reached out one shaky hand and pushed the bathroom door open slowly. I peered around the corner, and time stood still.

Oh. My. Fucking. God.

I flung myself back desperately, suddenly scrambling and sobbing incomprehensibly. Oh god- she, she was, oh my god. This could not be happening. This was not fucking happening. I stumbled in the red liquid covering the floor and hit the wall, sliding down in my clumsy terror. I came face to face with what I was running from and broke.

My scream for help echoed through the house, out the open front door and into the rest of the world. It echoed until my throat was raw and scratchy and the messing river of blood in front of me was dripping down my throat and I was still crying. Uncontrollably, unstoppably.

That's why no one was around. They'd been- they'd been and everyone knew and they had run away and oh my god. Why didn't anyone fucking help me?

Suddenly, I had no voice to scream anymore. I slumped back and stared. Stared at the blood and the chains and the limp body. This could not be happening. But it was, and any second they'd be coming for me too.

"Sayu!"

I didn't look to the front door. I couldn't look away.

The familiar voice was accompanied by footsteps. I would have warned him, but I had no voice left. The footsteps stopped abruptly beside me. He'd seen now. A silence hung, in the absence of movement and speech. I broke it with single shuddering breath and whimpering whisper and oh god I wished I didn't sound so pathetic.

"Light."

Instantly hands stroked my back and arms encircled my body. I was pulled off the ground and tucked into a larger stronger body than my own. Those hands continued to stroke my back and hair and for some reason I was vibrating and I heard his voice whispering in my ear.

"Shhh, Sayu. It's alright. It'll be alright. You're okay. Shhh."

I realised I was crying and shaking violently and found it beyond me to stop. But I had to. Light pulled me around and met my eyes. I registered distantly that his were red-rimmed with shock and bright with with-held tears. But, he knew what was going on. I could see it in his face; he knew what was going on.

"We have to leave, before they get us too. Dad needs us to bring him something, but he's waiting outside the border. Can you do that, Sayu?"

I froze my tears and shaking. Dad needed Light, and Light needed me. Now was not the time. I had to protect them both. Then everything would be alright. Everything would go back to normal and I could pretend it was just a fleeting nightmare. I didn't say anything, but I nodded slightly. That was good enough for Light.

"Wait at the back door."

Then he disappeared leaving me alone again. I started to hyperventilate as the walls closed in and the continuous dripping from the bathroom continued to grow louder. Then the laundry light flicked on in the corner of my sight and I spied a retreating figure dressed in red and white. Light. Something was wrong with the glimpse of him I saw. But only one thing was important; he hadn't left me.

I picked up the pieces again and closed my fingers around my satchel. Putting everything out of my mind and moving in a dream to do as Light told me.

I pushed open the laundry door and took a deep shuddering breath, ridding my lungs of the smell of copper. The night air seared my raw throat icily. I started to shiver in the cold and forced myself not to think, not to feel. Just to wait for Light.

He came out of the house swiftly, shutting the door behind him. I looked him over distantly, seeing the school uniform and back pack slung over his shoulder. Suddenly, I realised what was wrong.

Light didn't wear red to school.

It was blood that stained his shirt. Same as the blood that covered my own clothes. Same as the blood on the hands of the people who had beat us home today.

Light met my eyes; a silent pause of grief. Then he grabbed my hand and pulled my after him into the darkness. The night swallowed us up and as it did so, I heard the sirens and low thrumming hovercrafts that symbolised them chasing after us.

We were running now.

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"I want to go on a daring adventure when I'm older."

"Would you take me with you, Onii-chan?"

"Of course. How could I leave you behind?"

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