Summary: Ventus's Perspective of his childhood past. This is part 1 out of 2. This was dedicated to my awesome reviewer: XaccemFlare. Thank you so much for the tip!

Fallen Pieces

Ventus's POV:

I loved school, and I couldn't wait for my new school. I was taken under Master Xehanort's wing after my parents died in a violent incidents. I sighed and grabbed my things.

"It's time to go, Ventus." Master Xehanort spat towards me.

"Okay." I said quietly.

I hate Master Xehanort. He's never raped me. I cringed at the thought. But he has abused me. I stared at my hands, they were no longer the soft hands. They were rough, from working. I bit my lower lip and followed Xehanort.

We made it to a fancy looking castle.

"Stay here, Ventus." I heard Master Xehanort snap at me.

I scoffed and rolled my eyes. That little FUCKER! I hope I can slap him, with a chair, made of steel.

I saw Master Xehanort open the doors of the castle. He was greeted by an old guy with a bad fashion sense of samurai. He had a scar on his face, and he had long brown hair kept back by a ponytail. Weird, I always preferred short hair. I quickly dismissed that thought. It's not any of my business. I shushed myself.

"Come." Master Xehanort told me. He ushered me in.

"Hi! I'm Ventus!" I greeted two teenagers. One was a girl, the other was a guy.

"I'm Aqua." The blunette came towards me and held her hand out in a soft gesture.

I took her hand and gave her a cheeky smile. The other teenager didn't seem happy at all.

"I'm Terra." The brunette told me and he grabbed my hand and pulled me into a tight hug.

It was quick though. I replied," Ventus, it's nice to meet you guys."

They both looked at each other and smiled.

"So, what brings you here? Ventus." Aqua asked me.

I looked down at the floor and bit my lip," N-Nothing!"

I looked up to see Aqua and Terra having confused looks on their face," Okay, sure."

"Take good care of Ventus, guys." I heard Xehanort say as he left.

The samurai dude came up to me and smiled at me," I'm Master Eraqus."

"I'm guessing you know my name." I chuckled nervously.

"I have duties to attend to, Terra, show him his room." And with that, Master Eraqus left.

"I'm busy with something, Terra, show him his room?" Aqua persisted.

"Sure." Terra and I left the room. I followed him until we came to a bright room.

"So pretty." I mumbled.

"Yup. Here's your room. Yell if you need anything." Terra told me and he left for something.

I examined my room. It was 10x better than my room at Xehanort's dump. Unlike Xehanort's house, this was not gloomy, emo, or goth. I smiled for once in a couple months. My room was green, it hand green walls, white carpet floor, green oval shaped carpet in the middle of the room, a flat screen 72", a wooden dresser, a stereo, shelf, a closet, a mini couch, and a queen sized bed, complete with key themed sheets. I smiled and fell back on my bed. As soon as I hit the bed, I passed out.

My memories

"Mommy," A young Ventus cried out.

The tall blonde woman shushed the child," Be quiet we don't want to get caught."

The young boy tugged on his mothers long skirt," But mommy."

The mom turned around and crouched down to her son," We're just playing hide-and-seek."

The young boy nodded and hid under the bed. The mom was in the closet.

"Do you hear anything, comrade?" A grown man's voice asked.

"Nope, I heard that there was a woman and her son." The other man replied.

The young boy started crying.

"Do you hear that?" The men both replied. They marched into the bedroom.

In order to keep her son safe, the woman yelled something and ran into the hallway. She was met with a bayonet going straight through her chest.

"Where's the boy?" The soldiers asked as they retracted the bayonet from her chest.

"In the woods, he escaped." She spat with some blood coming out.

"Stupid whore." One of the men hissed and broke her jaw with the back of his gun.

"Time to find that brat." The men left the woman a bloody mutilated mess in the hallway and they ran out into the woods.

"Mommy?" The boy came out of his hiding place. He made sure no one was coming. He quickly made it into the hallway and saw a dead body.

"M-Mommy, is t-that…y-you?" The boy broke out in tears and crouched down to his mother. Not caring if she was mutilated or not, he still loved her. He quickly kissed her nose and hair then prayed.

"Dear god, m-may mommy rest in peace." He cried out and kissed his mom goodbye on the cheek. His tears swelled in his eyes and he ran opposite of the forest. He quickly ran into a man.

"Come here boy." The old man said softly and picked up the young boy.

Little did the boy know, the old man would soon abuse his childhood too.

I cried when I read this. And wrote this.