(Onward with another update. Chapter 2 let's go)
You just have to keep running; don't stop whatever you do just keep running. She was running as fast as she could. She felt her feet starting to peel open. Her body started to tense up when she felt the hot, thick liquid start to ooze from her wound. An echoing voice called to her in the distance. She felt small, everything about her felt small, her hands, body, feet, head, everything. "I thought you wanted to play, don't be scared." Shouted a voice. The voice had a bit of a devious tone to it, like it was playing with her. The little terrified girl stopped running when a rattling sound came from the dark thick bushes directly in front of the trembling girl. A few tears dripped down her rosy red scarred cheeks. "I want my big brother." She demanded as she started to sob uncontrollably. A nice warm gentle hand touches her quivering shoulder. The strange mysterious figures hand that gripped the girl was wearing a black leather glove that shielded his hand from the freezing cold forest. As she turned around, all she saw was a dark mysterious figure in an all-black hood. She couldn't see his face; she could barely see anything in the poorly lit moon filled sky. The trees were hovering over them like a canape, blocking the rays of the moon from lighting up the deep dark mysterious woods. "Don't be afraid, for I will help you find your brother." The hooded man said in a concerning voice that made the little girl feel safe and secure, even in the deep dark terrorizing forest that clouded the little girl's vision of who to trust. For some reason the man right in front of her reminded her of her brother. Her brother has always been there for her, now she couldn't find him anywhere.
"Why did he leave me, what did I do wrong this time." Replied the little girl while she was sobbing into the arms of the strange man that was there for her.
"Come on, let me take you home."
The air was cold. In the distance she could see the sun start to rise over the tall grassy hill. The hot rays of the star could barely be seen over one lone tree on top of the hill. A loud voice rang inside of her head, like a gun firing right by her ear and broke her concentration.
"Faster, I know you can do better than that princess." Yelled Kenway with a little smirk on his face and authority in his voice.
"I told you... not to call me that. I know you're trying to help... but don't be an ass."
Roxanna felt a burning sensation in her chest and all over her body. The cold night air helped the aching fire within her, soon after each breath she could feel cutting pain that grew stronger with every movement. They have only been training for a few hours, yet for Roxanna it had felt like days. She couldn't take it anymore.
"Can we… take a break, I'm so tired… and thirsty." Begged Roxanna as she looked at Kenway with heavy eyes.
The heat from her body looked like smoke rising from a well-lit fire in the dead of night. She could feel her own weight start to fall every second Kenway didn't answer her begging sentence.
"Fine you can take a break, only for a few minutes. It was your decision when you asked me to train you.
"I… know but I… didn't know you were this… intense."
"Just sit down and take a break, I'll be back." Replied Kenway almost immediately after she finished her sentence. Roxanna raised an eyebrow and her face filled with questions.
"Where are you going?" asked Roxanna still panting, though feeling better after taking a few sips of cold water that seemed to glow in the dimly lit sunlight. Not even turning around Kenway said "I have some business to attend to, stay here, I'll be back before 7:00."
Roxanna checked her watch "6:30, great". They started training at 4:00 in the morning but Roxanna felt like it was way later. She didn't know if her brother was serious about the whole 4:00 in the morning training, until he woke her up. Dressed in a purple hoodie, black pants, his brown shoes and black gloves, she knew he meant business. As he was walking away she saw his spiky hair flowing in the wind, his chain on the side of his pants bounced back and forth through the cold air that had started to warm up. She witnessed the sun starting to rise over the hill she knew she had to pass over in order to get her spirit animal.
Roxanna sat down on the edge of a small wooden pillar that was about the size of her leg.
"Well looks like I'm going to be waiting here all by myself." Said Roxanna as she started to giggle.
Kenway was walking through the dimly lit streets of his tiny little town that he called home. He never cared for anyone except his sister. He's tried to let go of the past that has been haunting him since he was eight. He hated thinking about the past. The past was the very thing he tried to run away from and keep from anyone else, especially his sister.
"If I told her about my past she would never forgive me. She would just leave me to die the second she got the chance."
While Kenway was thinking about the pain that would cause his sister if she found out, he heard a noise in the alleyway right next to him. His ears perked up and his body went into full alert mode. It was still dark out but the small rays from the sun lit up about a quarter of the alley. The noise sounded like a rustling, like someone was running away and stumbled into a trashcan.
"Who's there?" Asked Kenway with a harsher tone that he expected, shrugging it off he remained vigilant.
As Kenway walked further and further into the deep stone paved alley, he heard a laugh at the end. His body tensed as he clenched his hands into a fist, ready to strike at any moment. He didn't see anyone but he knew that someone was there. He could feel their heartbeat and their breathing pattern. Before he could call for his keyblade something was hurled at him! He heard the sound of the flying object and quickly dashed off to the left, crashing into the stone wall. The object was a small yet deadly blade that came from a person that Kenway knew all too well. After Kenway dodged the dagger he quickly summoned his keyblade which he held in a reverse position. He pulled the blade behind him so no one could attack from behind, just in case this snake tried to have anyone jump him.
"Well well well, look at what we have here boys. Kenway how nice of you to drop by, we were starting to worry that we will never see you, well alive that is." The voice had a sharp raspy tone mixed with a little sinister laugh at the end.
"The boys and I were just talking about you and how you betrayed all of us and ran off like the little coward that you are." Barked the voice.
"Look I don't want to kill any of you, just let me pass. I put the past behind me however don't think I won't hesitate slitting your neck open." Kenway threatened. Bearing his teeth.
"Oh look I'm quivering in fear, someone help me please there's a mad man that wants to kill me."
As the man said that three shadows appeared behind Kenway.
Kenway's expression was harsh and threatening but he quickly eased up when he made the comment
"Only three, what happened to Rocco? Oh wait that's right he's lying in a ditch covered in blood. It was a mistake that he came alone, don't you think." Kenway had a little smirk in his face at the end of his comment.
"You can't run from the past, you should know that better than anyone. We treated you like family after your parents died and this is how you repay us. You're even more of a fool than we thought." The dark figure spoke with a harsh and threatening tone.
"Don't forget us that easily Kenway, It would be a shame if something happened to your little..."
"Shut the Hell Up!" Kenway interrupted. "Do not involve her; she has nothing to do with any of this. It's just you and me. If you touch her I will not hesitate to kill any of you. You lay a hand on her…
"What? What are you going to do, you can't do anything to us. Its four against one, this won't end well for you." The mysterious voice answered with a hysterical voice.
Kenway wanted to kill the mysterious figure so badly but knew that he stood no chance of living if he attacked. It would be a suicide mission if he tried to attack them.
"This is so amusing, you think you can kill all of us? Ok maybe you can kill us one by one, but four on one? Come on bud I know you're smarter than that! Till we meet again old friend, I didn't want to spill blood today though don't forget I won't hesitate to kill you or your sister the next chance I get." The voice faded away with a little laughter and after a few seconds all of the dark shadows faded away into the darkness.
"Shit shit shit." Kenway replied while running.
He was running as fast as he could to the point where he felt like some monster was going to tear right through his chest. People were starting to walk out of their small houses to enjoy the cool sunrise that swept over the small little quaint town. The rays of the sun lit up the stone floor Kenway was running on. He had completely forgot what he was going to do when he left Roxanna and ran right into the gang that has been terrorizing him for years. All Kenway cared about was to see his little sister's face and to make sure that she was ok. Even though he had a dark past that he couldn't escape, he knew that deep down inside that if he ever lost his little sister he would inflict terrible atrocities to those that deserved it, and those that were innocent. He knew he would never forgive himself, the young man recognized that he would never be human again.
As he ran closer and closer to the spot that they were training he didn't see her. He told her to stay there but she ran off.
"No no no, where is she? She was right here." Kenway's legs were noodles. His stomach was tightening with every passing second. The last time he felt like this was when he left his sister in the woods long ago. That day she was in the woods tore him to bits when he realized what he had done. Even after he found her, he didn't know what to do with himself. Now that she was gone all of those memories came back to him. Kenway was panicking and couldn't help it. He didn't want to see his little sister end up in a ditch all bloody and torn to pieces. The memory of killing Rocco flooded his mind. His now deceased friend was rotting in a ditch just outside of town. Kenway had killed him after he found out that Rocco had hurt his little sister by breaking her heart and beating her. When she came back home to Kenway he saw his little sister bloody and bruised, nearly stumbling through the doorway. She begged him not to, but he did it anyways. He enjoyed the sweet sensation of releasing his anger onto another person. but seeing his fallen victims haunted him almost every night. Each face had a look of terror and disgust. "I told her to stay here, stay in this one spot. That's all she had to do. Now she is gone. Because of me. This is all my fault, all of this.
As he looked around he saw a figure emerging from the forest not too far from the place they were training. The figure had long brown hair, a yellow jacket that had two pink lines running across the middle, blue jeans and a butterfly on the left side of the jacket. His mom used to wear that same jacket when she was home. There was an earing on the left side of the figures ear that was shaped like a heart. His mother used to wear that too. A rush of anxiety and dread creped into Kenway.
"Mother is that you, I thought you were dead?" said Kenway trying to hold back the tears in his throat.
"Wait what are you talking about Kenway it's me Roxanna?"
"Wait what's going on, Roxanna is it you, where the hell have you been? I thought I lost you. When I tell you to stay put I mean stay put."
There was a concerning, anger filled voice that hit Roxanna like a brick. Kenway's red facial expression told Roxanna that he was not joking around and that he was truly furious with her.
"I was just in the forest; it's so beautiful when the sunrise hits the woods. I just needed something to lift my spirits after the training." Roxanna said in a defensive manner over her brother's concerned look.
"Let's go home." said Kenway after some thought.
They walked through the busy street back to their house. Their house was about five blocks away from where they were training. It was a small one story house with two bedrooms, a kitchen, and a bathroom. Everyone knew who Kenway was and promised to keep his secret from his sister. Their town was composed of about 200, everyone knew everyone and they all helped each other out. The neighboring city was Daybreak town. Daybreaks population was about 5,000 people, about 3,000 had keyblades of their own. Nothing bad really happened in their town, over at Daybreak that was another story. There were two rival gangs, the Wolfs and the Night Crawlers. They were always going at it, and sometimes the rivalry would leave a bloodbath in the middle of a busy street.
"So what are we going to eat for lunch? Ill cook us up something, maybe a sandwich or soup?"
Roxanna was trying to start some sort of conversation after the incident.
"Um a sandwich sounds nice, thanks princess."
"I told you not to call me that."
"What else am I going to call my little sister?"
"I don't know but you've been calling me that name for years now. You know what, never mind I don't care anymore say it all you want it won't affect me." Boasted Roxanna. She had a look as if she had not a care in the world.
They were almost at their house when a man ran towards them screaming Kenway's name. The man was a chubby one; curly hair, grey pants and a plaid shirt with glasses.
"What do you want John? We're just about to settle down and relax." Kenway was confused why the middle age man was screaming his name.
"I'm sorry to disturb you Kenway but it's the wolves!"
"What, they're here?"
"Yes sir they just arrived this morning."
"Where are they?"
"They're at town square, about a dozen of them." Exclaimed John.
Kenway turned around to face Roxanna
"I need you to go around town and warn people about what's happening. Tell them to stay inside and not to come out. After that I need you to go home."
"But I want to help."
"You can help by getting everyone to safety. Can you do that for me Roxanna?"
"Yes ok I'll do that."
"Thank you, oh and while you're at home can you make me some soup."
"Sure, but you're eating whatever I make just letting you know."
"Thanks sis, I'll see you when I get home."
Kenway turned around, flipped his hood over his head, and ran into the direction that John had told him.
"John alert the other guards and let them know I can handle this. Alone."
"But sir…"
Kenway bighting his teeth. "Just do it."
Four blood covered lifeless guards were lying on the floor right in front of the entrance to the town square. The town square was about as big as two football fields and was normally crowded with merchants every day. Today the town was covered in blood, a dozen or so wolf members had killed five innocent people, one being a child. As Kenway approached the gang a loud voice shook the shining blood drenched streets.
"So glad you can join us Kenway. We needed to get your attention some way."
As the gang leader spoke, he lifted his blood drenched keyblade and scraped his tongue in one slow flowing motion on the tip of the blade.
"Ohhh I wonder what your insides look like Kenway… You know, you'll make a very nice rug for my house."
"Shut up Mafi, stop talking and leave."
"But we are just getting started." Mafi replied with a growl at the end of his sinister sentence.
"C'mon boys, let's put master Kenway back in his place. Under my foot…"
Two young men in all black sweatshirts dashed at Kenway full speed. One was holding a scythe with a wicked curved point at the end, the other was wielding two double sided knifes with a chain attaching them in the middle of the hilt. Kenway's brown iris's changed hue and lit up like the color of the sun. The boy with the scythe lunged at Kenway with all his might. Kenway summoned his keyblade and stuck his blade in the inner curved part of the scythe. Kenway spun his body, making the boy lose his grip of the deadly weapon, and made the butt end smash right in the side of the boy's skull. As the boy tumbled to the floor two knifes clanked together, heading straight for Kenway's back. Kenway quickly leaped in midair, back facing the ground, and landed on the chain holding the daggers. He then quickly used the magic spell magnet to bring his enemy closer towards him. As the boy was flung towards Kenway he closed his eyes and shielded his face, but the boy's arms were mere sticks in the way. Kenway slashed his arms completely in half, exposing the bone. The boys arms fell to the floor and the body fell with a loud thud.
"Impressive, most wonderful." Stated Mafi with a little laugh while his arms were flailing up in the breeze.
Kenway quickly turned around and used the magic spell thunder to instantly kill the boy that scrambled to pick up the scythe. The boy stood there for a moment shaking and then tumbled to the floor, hitting face first. You could hear the boy's skull crack when he hit the hard stone floor. Blood poured from the boy's face. Kenway then turned around staring at the dying boy on the floor right in front of him. Blood was seeping through the stumps, where his arms used to be. Blood covered his pale white face and soaked his black, now dark red jacket. Without a second of hesitation Kenway pierced the boy's throat with his sword. The tip of the blade dug through the vertebrae and into the stone floor. As Kenway lifted his blood soaked keyblade from the dead boy, he turned to see that Mafi was jumping with excitement.
"What the hell is so funny?" Exclaimed Kenway while wiping blood from his face.
"It's just that you were once one of us and now you just killed your own brothers. You really have changed haven't you?"
"So what, I left because you killed innocent people for fun. I don't do that anymore."
"Oh no of course not. I mean I think your keyblade would beg to differ, but that's just me."
As Kenway walked closer to the crazy pink haired gang leader, that was about ten yards away from him, a random member ran at Kenway full force.
"I'm going to gut you like a pig." Screamed the gang member, in all black. His head was shaved and he had a scruffy looking beard.
Without barely moving Kenway disarmed the man and grabbed him by the back of the head. There was a fountain to the left of Kenway which he used to bash the man's head in.
Boom…crack...crunch
Kenway gave a little smirk while looking at the man. The man was screaming at the top of his lungs every time he felt his head hitting the hard stone fountain.
Boom…Bang…Bang
The bits and pieces of the man's head were being thrown all over the place. The right side of his head was completely caved in. Blood from the man's mouth made it impossible for him to call out to his leader, who was just standing there watching in amusement while one of his subjects was having his skull bashed in. After about ten hits later Kenway dropped the now disfigured man's head. Pieces of brain and bone emerged, his head looked like a smashed watermelon. Instead of water the fountain was spitting up blood and bits and pieces of the man's flesh and skull. Kenway stared at the dead man with amusement. His yellow eyes didn't hesitate or break contact with the dead man. Mafi broke his silence and spilled out these words.
"Well, what an exciting and fun way to end everything. I would love to stay and chat but I think I should really be getting home, you don't want to keep the wife waiting."
"Never come back or I'll do the same to your ugly little piece of shit you call a face. I'll kill every last one of you!" Kenway screamed at the top of his lungs. Blood was dripping from his face and hands.
"Ok fine whatever you ask your majesty. Till we meet again old friend."
Mafi retreated, the rest of his gang followed right behind him like soldiers following their general.
People started to crowd around the murder scene and stared at Kenway. He dropped onto the bloody floor soaking his black jeans in the man's blood. Kenway smiling expression on his face quickly changed when he lifted his bloodied hands and stared at them. His red, yellow, fire eyes changed back into his natural light brown eyes. Shocked at what came over him he jumped up immediately and ran to the exit. People stared at him as he ran away from the horrifying and gruesome scene that drew a crowd, like giving bread to ducks.
"What happened?"
"Why is Kenway covered in blood?"
"Did he kill someone again?"
Questions were pouring down the streets as Kenway was running. Blood filled his shoes and stained his white socks. He nearly tripped when he tried turning the corner to run into a dark alley. Jumping on a full trash can he grabbed a rusty ladder and pulled himself up. When he got to the roof of the one of the purple roofed house he jumped from roof to roof not stopping. He didn't know where he was going.
What have I done? I shouldn't have killed those men like that. What was I thinking? No they deserved every second of it. They deserved to die. The only mistake I made was that I didn't kill them slower. Yes that's it. It was their fault they came.
Sweat fused with blood dripped down his face while he jumped from one hot roof to another. As he was jumping he saw a trail to his right leading to the deep dark thick treed forest. The sun beaded over with its harmful rays hitting him with streams of fire on his hot, thick, blood covered jacket. As he was getting closer he could feel the people below him staring straight at him. Their staring made Kenway's stomach twist and turn.
Stop looking at them. No one will understand what you're going through. You won't be able to convince them. No one will understand. I just need to get to the forest. That's the only place that is safe.
As Kenway was running towards the entrance of the forest, the trees started to envelope him. The branches towered over him and completely blocked the sun from shining down, except for a few spots. The light was fading, creating new shadows and dark patches around Kenway. Eyes glimmered from tree hollows. The wind wailed between distorted trunks, carrying the sickly stank of wood rot. Kenway moved faster, ignoring the briars that caught at his jeans. The damp leaves brushed over his face, smearing the blood and sweat. Kenway lifted his face, letting the light and shadow dance across his skin. Bees hummed in and out of the pennyroyal. Kenway inhaled its minty smell and continued on, delighting in the sound of his feet sliding through the leaves.
I can't go back. What will Roxanna think if she finds out? I just need to get away from everyone for a while. Maybe just a couple days? Or maybe a week? No I can't leave. It won't change anything. "Ahhhhh… get these voices out of my head." Kenway screamed.
Kenway tripped over a rotting wooden log and crashed into the hard soil of the forest. Kenway just laid there not moving. Tears were flooding his eyes but Kenway kept them in and didn't wet his cheeks as he laid there.
Come on, don't just lay here, teach those wolves a lesson. Kill every one of them, isn't that what you want to do?
No stay down. It's better if you don't interfere with anything. Just build up your strength and keep walking to the spot. Killing all the wolves will prove that you're a monster.
But killing them will be so fun. Just think they won't terrorize you and your sister anymore. You can finally live a normal life. Your parents would be so proud if you did. Just head back to town and catch them before they leave.
"Stop! Just stop talking, I don't want to do anything right now. Just leave! I don't want you in my head constantly trying to irritate me anymore. If I kill them I will be just like them, and I'm nothing like them."
No you're nothing like them. You only kill bad people, and these are bad people. If you kill them just think of how many lives you will save. Think of how much better your home will be. You're the second in command of your town; you can do whatever you want.
Don't do it Kenway. You're stronger than that. Don't give in to your fears.
"Just go away. All of you. All of the voices go away."
Am I going crazy? Why do these voices keep popping in my head? Is this why mom left dad? What is going on with me?
Many hours passed. Moonlight shined on Kenway's bloody face. His eyes continued to hold back the ocean of tears that were trying to leave his body. Clenching in fetal position he flipped his hood over and just laid there on the cold wet soil. One by one, leaves fell on him and covered him like a blanket. His jacket shielded him from the night. Owls could be heard in the distance, same with the chirping of crickets. Feeling the vibrations of the animals sent shivers down his back. Slowly Kenway started to fall asleep and shut his tired heavy, brown blood shot eyes.
Hours passed before Kenway shot up from the ground. Hearing the vibrations of footprints in the earth put Kenway into full alert mode.
"Who's there?" growled Kenway
"Just a friend."
(Ok my AP Euro teacher, chemistry plus teacher and my English teacher all said that they will be assigning me homework on the weekends. This makes everything ten times harder. I don't know if I will keep up the once a week schedule and I might move it to every other Saturday. I will keep you updated on my Instagram account and on FF. Thanks for reading.) :)