Hey guys, Em here. I know this isn't another chapter of FIW, but you're gonna have to get over it. Anyway I hope you guys like it! You also might have another picture after one of the next chapters.
Warning: Swearing, abuse, magic. Yeah all that fun stuff.
Disclaimer: This game and characters belong to Square Enix and it's partner. I wish to own it, but I'm not nearly that rich.
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Chapter 2-
Chances come like bees to honey. It didn't take long for the abuse to start. It never does. Sometimes it starts little and grows big. Other times it flies off the handle right away. Gradual is what scares him the most, because he knows, that they know, what they're doing to him.
Tonight it was fast. No fooling around, no coming up to it or beating around the bush. It was fast and it hurt.
Instead of hitting Neku it 'hit the wall'. A little bit of interference on my part, moving the arm towards me at the last second. I know that I'll soon have a bruise on my forearm.
Neku seemed confused. His stepfather may be an abusive, drunk, bastard, but he was one that was always able to hit his mark. Especially when it came to Neku.
The man didn't seem to think anything of it, and after a few minutes of continually hitting 'the wall' he walked away. Already blaming Neku over the dent.
If anyone ever asked about Neku that man wouldn't hesitate for a second to throw him under the bus. If anyone asked about the 'dent' Neku would be in trouble, and then beaten later for coming up in yet another conversation.
But my job is to protect him. He's not going to get hurt like that again.
Neku slinks up the stairs, closing the door to him room quietly, as to not attract any more attention. He finally lets out a breath that he has been holding and flops onto the bed. I go over and sit on his rugged desk, staring at the boy, ignoring the pain in my arms and torso. It was less than a tenth of what he went through every day.
He stares at the ceiling. Contemplative, hands behind his head, headphones resting next to him on the mattress. He doesn't say anything. He never does. He prefers to work over problems in his head, not out loud. He's not like me- one who talks to myself, and him- because I know that he can't hear me.
I'm afraid that one day I'll become too transparent. Up until now my power has only been to keep the abuse to a non-threatening level. Now I think that it's too late. He'll stop believing in any kind of light and I'll fade. I'll fade and he'll get hurt again. So hurt he might die.
Some of them- the others- choose to reveal themselves to their charges. I myself wasn't going to do that without a very good reason.
Later that night the door to Neku's room eases open. In stalks in the woman. The man had gotten to her. He'd shown her the damage. I wake up from the faint light of the hall landing on my face. An uneasy feeling suddenly resting in the pit of my stomach.
He's the problem, the man had said, he's the one that's breaking this house. Thoughts, memories. That's all I could read from the lady.
I watch her move towards Neku. I don't move though, I can't make a move without reason. All I can do for the moment is watch- though it is unlikely that this will go well. They never do. She never acts like a mother.
In quick motions she wraps her hands around Neku's throat and he wakes with a start. Eyes flying open against the attack.
I try to pull her off of him, but I've got a bad angle on her and she reeks of alcohol- anger giving her strength in this induced state.
Neku scrambles on the bed, hands on hers- trying to get them off.
At this point I give up trying the physical approach and move just so I'm in front of her. I throw a blinding ball of light at her and she flies back. I move forward again. Poised for another attack. I look her straight in the eyes and after a minute she gets a dazed look on her face. She stands, using the wall for balance, and wobbly walks downstairs.
I don't move, tension still in every part of my body. I feel Neku looking at me- staring, and I wish that I could say that it's through me. But I can't. It doesn't work like that.
"What the hell just happened? What did you just do to my mom? Who are you?"
I turn to look at him, and I give him a small, sad smile and disappear- losing the ability to be seen and going back over to sit on the desk.
When you use angel magic you lower yourself to a lower frequency. The normal, seeable frequency of Earth. Against all of my better judgment, I had done just that.
It had been necessary. I didn't want Neku to get hurt. Even if all my other motivations get screwed, that is the one that I plan on keeping pure.
But I also didn't want to hurt that woman. Evil as she is, she is someone that Neku does care for, meaning I can't touch her.
The man is a free reign though.
He stares at the place where I'd been standing. After several minutes he gets up and closes the door. Shaking his head he slowly climbs back into bed, but he doesn't fall asleep for another few hours. I in turn, do not sleep any more that night.