Psycho Chan's Words: Hello! I've been a bit frustrated lately…we tried to update some stories the other day but FanFiction didn't like that idea apparently so we waited. We figured out the site had problems only now…we're miles away from a computer with internet. I'm not sure about his story but it's up and I shouldn't just abandon it. I could never do that. Even if I want to cut off my hands for typing some of them up. And believe me…I do…I do…

Second Family

"I don't care about what you were doin'! You should have been there to stop that little bitch from leavin' the damn house!"

"I didn't know she left! I was lookin' for her and-"

"I told you to keep your fuckin' eye on her! She wonders around like every other damn woman on this fuckin' planet. If you just locked her in that damn room I wouldn't have this problem!"

"She's a person! She shouldn't be caged like a fuckin' animal!"

"She ain't a person boy! The little harlot is a bastard kid who shouldn't have even been born but she was because my fuckin' wife had to fuck my fuckin' son!"

"Like you're one ta talk about that shit. You fuck around more than I do and I don't even get a say in the fuckin' matter!"

Little Tina Stone sits in the corner of her room, waiting, listening. She woke up to her parents arguing. All of them. She knew her father was her brother though she didn't fully understand it. She was confused. All she knew was that her father was in trouble and her grandfather was irate. Not wanting to anger them further, the blonde had made her bed and put on clean clothes, that being a simple green tank top and blue jeans.

"Don't pull that shit Francis! I know damn well that you still fuck around on yer own accord! You can't keep your legs together any better than any other woman in this forsaken city!"

"I'd rather be a slut than a fuckin' prostitute! I just want to leave this fuckin' place!"

"I ain't stopping you! Oh, wait, that little cunt upstairs is!"

"Leave her out of this! It wasn't her fault she left! If I could leave during an argument I would too!"

"You'd be able to if you weren't the cause of every fuckin' fight in this house! Somehow you're always involved and if you ain't, you git involved!"

"That's cuz you bring in Tina! She's my daughter!"

"No! She's your good fer nothing sister!"

Memories and thoughts of TV raced through her mind. On TV, parents always got along. Always showed their love for their children and each other. Rarely raising their voices or shouting. Never raising a hand or striking anther person. When she was younger, the blonde thought that she had a broken family. Her father loved her and she thought that her mother did to. She knew that her grandfather hated her. He had told her so over and over. The man had called her names to her face and behind her back. Words that he calls her mother and words she had never heard before. Words that the girl knew were bad and knew she should never repeat or even wanted to know what they meant.

"She's my daughter rather you like it or not. You can't change it so quite tryin' to."

"I ain't tryin' to. If I were, she'd be long dead by now! I should have killed you when I had the chance. I've let so many of them pass by over the years, thinkin' that you'd learn yer fuckin' lesson sooner or later. But no! Here you are, eighteen years later, still fuckin' up!"

"I'm not fuckin' up! I make mistakes, yes, but I've been listenin' to you for the past ten years! And look at where it's gotten me!"

"I didn't tell you to fuck your mother and-"

"I didn't fuck Diana and you know it!"

Now that she was a little older and knew better, she knew that she did not have a broken family. She learned that broken families still love each other, still fight to stay together. Like Uncle Ebon. She learned that that man's mother had abandoned them and that his father died, leaving him to take care of his brother. He may not have showed the love, but protecting him and watching over him was enough. Ebon had a broken family. What she had was not a broken family.

"Do you honestly expect me to believe that a woman raped you?"

"Do you honestly think that I would get in bed with my own mother?"

"You've done it before."

"I never had a say in it even as a child! It's the same damn thing with you!"

By this time, Tina wasn't even sure what she had. She wasn't sure what her mother really was to her because of what she does to Francis and she knew not to even bother with Jay. He was much worse. He ruined everything he touched. All the blonde had was Francis. He was the only one who really cared for her. Sometimes, Diana would say she cared. Say she loved her. Say things that were nothing but lies and empty promises. She just wanted to hurt her. Tina knew this.

"You have no right to have children. In this life time or any other!"

"Oh! You're one to talk Jay! You're much worse than I am! Not only do you fuck your own kid but you sell me too! I've been doin' things I shouldn't have been as a kid and you know it!"

"This entire world is corrupt and cruel. Some just learn that at an early age while others go on through the world, oblivious until it catches up to them!"

"Like it did with your own mother!?"

"What!?"

Holding her knees, Tina waits for the arguing to stop. They were fighting downstairs. The three of them. Tina couldn't help but cry silently, she was the cause of this. She knew this as well. Jay was getting on Francis because he had let her out of the house. Let her wonder around the city by herself. Angry because he knew it was just a matter of time before she would say something to the wrong person.

"Marring Elliot…what a dumb move. Your mother knew exactly what kind of a man he was but she stayed with him anyway! Because she was a fuckin' moron who believed she could see the heart in that man. See the good in her rapist!"

"Shut the fuck up Francis! Just shut it!"

"When are gonna realize that you are just like your own father!?"

That's when the shouting stopped.

Francis was getting hit and she was upstairs crying. If she were to go down there, she too would be getting punished and then her father would be dragged down to the basement again. And every time he went down there…

A startled gasp escapes the blonde as her door opens slowly. Francis was hunched forward, holding a gash on his shoulder while blood quickly soaked his black wife beater. Tina could see the pained expression her father was trying to hold in as he walked in, shutting the door. "Hey baby girl." He nearly wheezed out.

"D-Daddy?" Tina got up quickly, running to the older man. "Are you okay!?"

"Shhh…shh…" Francis lifts the girl, setting her on the bed she poorly made. "Daddy's gonna take you outta here for a while…" Resting his knees onto the floor, settling in front of the girl, Francis releases his daughter, taking a quick note of the large hand print of blood on the light green clothe.

"Where?" Tina asks, more than happy to get out of this place that she can't find a place for. It sure wasn't a place to call home.

"How about Uncle Ebon's place?" The red head can't help but feel happy at the smile on his little girl's face. "He won't mind if we drop by for a while." Truth was, since the fall of the Meta Breed, Ebon and HotStreak had gotten along better. There wasn't a power struggle or arguments, Francis was sick of those. In fact, he and Ivan have been good friends, and the shadow knows of Francis's family life. He's also met Jay, once and only once.

"Are we spending the night?" Tina wanted to leave, and leave for good.

"Well…you are." Green eyes flick downward.

"What…do you mean Daddy?"

"I've gotta come back home…make sure Jay doesn't hurt Diana." There was another reason that scared the man. They will call the police if they find out that he had taken Tina to someone's house. Last time Francis was almost tried for kidnapping a minor. The charges were dropped though. He was sure that that wouldn't happen again. Not with Jay as a father.

"But…" The girl starts.

"Tina…" Francis tugs at the girl's shoes. "You've got your shoes on the wrong feet." The red head switches the white tennis shoes onto the correct feet, tying the shoelaces snuggly. "Need anything?" Francis forgot he was talking to a little girl.

"Like what?" was asked slowly, confused.

Realizing that she didn't have anything anyway, the man gets up, lifting the blonde and resting her on his hip. "Never mind Tina. We're goin'." Ignoring the pain in his chest, back and shoulders, Francis leaves the room, heading down the stairs. He ignored his parents arguing in the other room, he knew he'd have to come back soon or he could lose Tina to the city.

"Is Mommy going to be okay?" Tina asks as the door is shut behind them. She may not have liked Diana like she did Francis but she cared for her mother. And she would always care.

"She will be. I'll make sure of it."

The red head opens the passenger door to his truck, placing the little blonde in the seat. After buckling her up, he closes the door, looking up at the house. One day, he'll never have to look at that building again. He hoped he didn't anyway. Now that he thought about it, Jay probably said the same thing. He grew up in that house and when Elliot left, Jay stayed. Francis was positive that Jay plans on giving the house to his only son when he chooses to leave Dakota as well. Maybe then it'll be okay.

Shaking his head, the green eyed man jumps into his seat, starting the truck and leaving in a hurry. Tina was quiet the entire ride, something that Francis was both thankful for and hated. Tina was never a quiet girl. She loved asking questions and talking for the sake of approval. She needed it as much as her father did. Francis couldn't help but think about what he was suppose to do. He was going to drop his daughter off at Ebon's house for a few days and then what? Bring her back? Most likely. Jay will be cooled off and Diana will hopefully be out of town for something. It didn't really matter what Diana was doing. It was Jay that Francis worried about. He held all the power.

The pain in Francis's body didn't go away. It began to burn and throb with every movement. The man wasn't sure if the bleeding stopped but he wasn't going to check that out with his daughter less then two feet away from him. So he ignored the feeling. Ignored everything around him, hoping that Tina didn't ask him something because he wasn't sure that he would even hear her.

Finally on the other end of Dakota Fields, Francis pulls into a long dirt driveway. Ebon hated the city, so he found a place just on the outskirts of town. It was for the best.

"Okay Tina, I'll bring you in but I really gotta go." The man looks at his daughter, dreading the fact that he had to leave her for so long but knew Ebon would take care of her. Good care.

Francis left the truck running as he got out, helping Tina out of the seat. He carries her to the front door, knocking on it, knowing that Ivan had removed the batteries to the door bell shortly after Shiv discovered that it worked.

After a few moments, the door opened to reveal a rather scrawny man in a red robe. "HotStreak? What brings you…" The smile faded on his face upon seeing the reason. "Oh…uh, hang on dude." The man opens the door. "Yo Ebon! HotStreak's here with Tina!"

Francis walks into the cooler house, waiting to see his friend. Shiv was great and all, but he wasn't on the same level as his lover. "Why the hell are they here now?" The shadow steps in from the other room to see the condition of the two in question. "I see…"

"I've gotta go…I was hopin' you'd take her while I calm Jay down…" Francis looks to the endless eyes of the shadow. A long time ago Francis hated them. They showed little emotion and always seemed to be sucking out your soul. Judging you. Now they were softer, most likely Shiv's doing.

"No problem. Do what you gotta do." Ebon can't help but glance at the blood on the red head, as did Shiv. Blood soaked shirt, black eye, split lip and bruises damn near everywhere the eye could see. "How long?"

"Couple days." HotStreak replies, setting the girl down. "Tina, I need you to be a big girl and behave for Uncle Ebon and Auntie Shiv." That started as a joke a year ago. Now the girl really does call Shiv her aunt, and it doesn't bother the man. Actually, it seemed like Scott liked the idea.

"But-"

"No buts Tina. I've gotta go and you mush stay here. I'll be fine and so will your mother…just trust me." Francis has never purposely left the girl before. Being jailed while he thought she was somewhere else was different. That was back in the years he didn't care for the girl because she caused him problems. But when she had asked him if he had loved her he broke down. The thought that he had grown up with no love from his parents was hard for him to deal with when everyone else's parents loved them…he was also robbing this girl of love. Robbing a girl that was his responsibility…his own daughter…sister…didn't matter.

"Okay Daddy…" Tina wraps her thin little arms around her father, hugging him as tightly as she could. "I'll be a big girl…"