Choice of Music: My Immortal - Evanescence

I've been alone all along...

Chapter 13 - Time Cannot Erase

Kia opened her eyes lazily, not knowing how long she had slept. Her fever had broken, and she didn't feel sick to her stomach. Thinking she could down something small, she got dressed in a baggy pair of sweatpants and a black hoodie. Walking out of her room, she was surprised to see that Hana was sitting on the floor with Edile eating some type of cereal. Even more suprising was that there was cartoons playing on the small television set instead of the usual crime shows she was getting used to having played constantly.

"Morning sissy," Hana said, scooping a big spoonful of food into her mouth. A small stream of milk dribbled down the little girl's chin, and she wiped lazily at it. After looking around, she noticed that Vice and K weren't anywhere in sight.

"Hey Hana," Kia said, waving her hand slightly. "Where is everyone?"

The little girl only replied with a shrug of her shoulders. Edile was being, well, gluttony, and shoving his food down as fast as he could.

Looking out the window, Kia noticed a slight darkness in the sky. "It looks like it might rain later," she said to herself. Feeling her phone vibrate in her pocket, she looked at the new message she recieved.

BadBoy666: Kia, don't go anywhere today. I have something I need to tell you.

Kia raised an eyebrow at the message from the green Douji, but didn't reply back. 'What's he got to say?' she wondered.

Replacing her phone back into her pocket, she joined Hana and Edile in the livingroom. Edile had finished his food and was readying himself to get another. "I think that's quite enough," she told him, taking the bowl and putting it in the sink. The small Douji stuck his tongue out at her, and she mimicked him back.

He plopped himself next to his Master, grumbling about how hungry he was. "Stop whining, please."

She got another tongue stuck out at her, and she sighed. So much was changing around here, and Kia wasn't liking it. The nightmare's she had were now a reaccuring thing, she learned the true secret about the Karakuridouji, and there wasn't anything she could really do about it.

It was almost a helpless feeling. Useless seemed like a better word at the moment. She gave off a disheartened sigh, staring out the window. Not caught by her attention was Hana and Edile looking at her.

The little girl stood up and walked over to the upset girl. "Sissy?"

Kia stared back into the wide blue eyes of the baby-blonde girl. "What's wrong?" Hana asked her.

She shook her head, faking a smile. "Why do you ask?"

"You look really sad." It was easy to spot the curiosity and worry in the child's eyes, and Kia hoped she could fake her out.

"It's nothing, sweetie. Really. Sissy's just having some problems right now," she explained, picking up the small child and setting her in her lap. Hana looked pretty convinced at her words, and returned to watching her cartoons. Edile looked at her, studying her face intently.

"What do you want?" Kia snapped at the small Douji, a little more that slightly annoyed at being stared at like she had something on her face.

Edile ignored her, a little smirk coming upon his face. She raised an eyebrow at his behavior.

She could hear the sound of a key clicking in the lock and the door opened. Vice and K walked in, Vice in his human form. K was carrying groceries or something, whilst Vice walked behind him carrying nothing. His golden eyes met hers and, for just a moment, Kia swore she almost saw a glimpse of sorrow.

The silence of the room was unsettling and even Hana noticed it. She cuddled in closer to Kia, burying her head into the teenager's stomach. Vice silently entered the living room and sat down next to Kia quietly. No dropping himself, no exhasperated plop, just a quiet sit.

Shooing the younger child off her lap, Kia sat up next to the Douji. "You okay?" she asked him in a meek voice. He stared off into space, and she wasn't sure if he heard her or was ignoring the question. Hesitantly, she reached up and brushed his face, moving a strand of his wild midnight hair. Her movement snapped him from his trance, and he turned to face her.

No, she hadn't hallucinated. She could see a shimmer of sorrow in the golden orange orbs, seeming as though trying to hide something. "Vice, are you alright?" she asked, a little louder than before. He seemed to hesitate to answer, and Kia thought for a second that this wasn't Vice. He was acting in a manner that wasn't like him, and it worried her.

Without saying another, Vice grabbed her hand and yanked her from her seat. K watched silently as the evil Douji dragged her from the apartment.

"Vice, where are you taking me?" Kia asked, struggling to get out of Vice's tight grip. He wouldn't answer her, just pulled her along further. Her heart raced in her chest, panic starting to take rise, thinking he would break her wrist if he squeezed and tighter.

"Let go!" she commanded him and, to her surprise, he listened. His hand relaxed as they came to a stop. "Vice, what's the matter with you?" she asked, rubbing her sore wrist. She lifted up her glove a little and could see slight bruising his fingers had made.

"Why can't you see?"

Her eyes shot up at him, and she was slightly unsure of the question. "S-see what?"

She watched as Vice's gauntlets ripped from the hoodie, tearing the cloth to shreds. "You don't remember, do you?" He asked, turning towards her. His golden eyes were full of so much malice and cruelty. Eyes that longed to kill. Bloodthirsty, golden eyes.

"Vice, this isn't like you..." she said, a small shimmer of fear coarsing through her heart.

He moved, and Kia barely had enough time to react. She put her hands up in front of her face, and a white hot pain exploded in her wrist. Blood dripped down the claws of the green gauntlet, and she realized her had slashed her arm.

Three scars upon her wrist, three fresh wounds. Tiny rivers or blood seeped down her arm and onto the ground. He hadn't cut deep, but it was where he cut. She dropped to her knees in the dirt.

A flash of green, brought down upon her mother and sister. A sickening grin, as though gaining satisfaction in their pain.

Kia trembled. "You..." she said, staring at Vice. "You did it?"

The green Douji looked at her, no expression upon his face. "Is it coming back? The night your whole life came crashing on you?"

She felt sick to her stomach. Raising a hand to stop from vomiting, tears sprang to her eyes.

The demon. The demon who had brutally killed her mother and sister, the one who put her into the mental hospital, who tore her entire life apart with one swing

was Vice.

"You," Kia said, her eyes widened in fear and shock. "You did it." She looked down towards the ground, tears falling from her eyes. The blood dripped onto her clothes, staining the fabric.

"Kia, I-" she felt him touch her arm gently, and she reacted the only way she could.

Standing up, she delivered a stinging slap to the evil Douji's face. His golden eyes stared at her in shock. Tears ran down her face, and he could only see hatred in her eyes. "YOU KILLED MY MOTHER!" she screamed at him. "And my sister!"

"Kia, please listen-"

"No!" she yelled. "I won't listen to you! You're the bastard that made everyone think I was crazy! You took my mother and my sister from me! I can't believe I even-I can't believe I-AGH!"

She turned to walk away from him, and he grabbed her. "Just listen and I-"

Kia pushed him away from her. "To what, to tell me how sorry you are?" she said sarcastically. "You're evil. That's all you know, and that's all you feel. I don't want to ever see or hear from you again! I hate you, Vice! I hate you, I hate you, I hate you!"

Turning on her heels, she ran as fast as she could away from the Douji. Away from her uncle, away from the place she could call home, away from him.

If she could have, she wished she could run away enough to forget this.

It started to rain.

Don't flame me, please. I am so sorry if anyone is OOC or Kia is Mary Sue ish. Please leave your thoughts.