Description: Sora, a 17 year old boy with nothing to live for. Abused and beaten he ran away from home caring 8 things: a razor sharp knife, his wooden sword, a lighter, 2,000, clothes, backpack, books, and his young child. He found a cave and has been living there until a boy, a year later, around 19 found him bleeding one night with cuts on his wrists. Will this boy be his savior?
Disclaimer: I don't own Kingdom Hearts but if I put OC's in I own them.
Chapter one: Running away
Bang! Bam! Wa-pow!
"Don't you dare treat me like that, boy!" His father fit him again, this time right across the face, instantly bruising it. "You scum, you should treat me with more respect!" His father pushed him into the closest wall and held him there by his neck. Sora tried to push him of but his father was too strong. His face started to turn red and he could feel the bone almost breaking. It was a feeling that, over the years, he had gotten use to.
"Ahh!" He screamed in pain. Furious that he would do this in front of his baby boy, he lashed out. He got his father in the face with all his might. The grip loosened just enough and he got free. Sora ran to his baby brunette and picked him up, telling him not to cry. He ran up upstairs and put Rani, his son, down.
"Hurry and grab your bag and stop crying we'll be out of here soon." The young father said as he heard footsteps coming closer. He threw his backpack on his back. It was heavy but was easier and quicker than carrying everything separately. He ran over to the second story window and opened it.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
His dad was trying to knock down the door. Sora was glad he made sure to lock it.
"Rani, you climb down first. But make it quick." He said, quickly thinking he should of practiced more.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Rani ran to the window and started to climb down. The crying had been reduced to sniffling by now. "Daddy I forgot my Momiji!" He yelled from the bottom.
Sora looked around. He saw the furry little yellow thing and grabbed it. "Catch." he threw it down. When the little boy caught it he nuzzled into the soft velvet fur.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Sir, as Sora and Rani were forced to call him, rammed into the door forcing it to the ground. He sneered as he saw Sora with one leg out the window.
"Rani! Run!" He called down and the little boy took off with out a second thought.
"Sora you can't get away from me. You may try but it'll only lead to your death." He back-handed his son across the already formed bruise. He pulled him inside and quickly threw him across the floor, his spine hitting the corner of his desk. Sir closed the window, locked it and look at the already slightly bleeding body, starring up at him. "Worthless, weak, scum!" He looked to the dresser ad opened the top drawer. Reaching in he pulled something out.Sora looked closer and saw him pull out a bag. The bag had two sets of handcuffs and a fairly long piece of rope. He's going to rape me, again. At least he can't force Rani to watch.
He slowly stood up and, as painful as it was, he tried to get to the door as fast as he possibly could. His back slowed him down enough for Sir to easily catch up with him before he even got to the door. Sir grabbed his wrist and whipped him around, crushing his body in a tight embrace. The smell of alcohol was on his breath. Tears welded up in Sora's eyes as Sir pushed him to the bed. He followed his son down, making him gasp for air because of the weight now added to his chest. Pinning his arms down, Sir handcuffed the brunette to a close poll on the headboard. Sora couldn't escape now there wasn't away to get his arms free and the metal was digging into his skin already.
The second set of handcuffs was put next to the other pair, even tighter though. Sora tried to keep his legs free but his dad pinned them down with his knees. Sir tied them to the bed, mostly cutting off the circulation. "Next time you'd be wise not. To. Fight. Back." Sir ripped Sora's clothes off literally. "This might not happen then." Sir stripped down, then climbed back on Sora. He smiled evilly, getting ready to enter him.
Yeah right. At least Rani's not here to be raped also- Sora's thought was cut shortly by a huge pain that he'd grown accustom to.
Sir pulled out of him, then went back in at the fastest pace he could for the first time. His dad grunted and groaned.
"St…aah… p!" Sora tried to stop him but it was to late. His hips buckled It felt so good, but it felt so much worse that the pleasure was drained out. "Aah!" Sir slammed into the bloody entrance over and over until he cummed, then collapsed.
Sora took in a shaky breath. He smiled happily knowing that it was over for now at least. He wiggled a little trying to get the feeling back in his body but it was useless when Sir was awoken by it. He stood up, slowly pulling himself out of Sora. Once at full height, he slammed all his weight into a punch to the center of Sora's chest. Sora gasped for air but found none when Sir gagged him with a ball of cotton.
"Hope to see you soon. And when you regain consciousness the cuffs will be unlocked so clean up you're mess." Sir got dress quickly and stood by the door a smirk on his face when he looked at Sora's broken body, knowing the same will probably happen later.
A few minutes later, or at least to the brunette, he was un-cuffed and untied. The blood had caked over his skin and it felt like his ribs. Legs. And arms were broken, but they most likely were.
He slowly got up off the bed, the blood flaking off a little. He pulled the gag out of his mouth, even that was covered in blood, most likely caused by the dryness of his throat.
He walked out off the room, careful not to stub his toes on the fallen door. The more he walked the more blood slowly came threw the dried blood. He walked into the bathroom, shutting the door behind him, and turned the water on all the way up.
The young father climbed into the shower. The water turning red as soon as it touched his skin and fell to the floor, leading to the drain. I wish I could flow like the water. Escape this prison. Slip through his finger and drown he. He deserves it. As the blood poured off his body and his muscles loosened, he washed his hair of blood and grease and what-not. The shower didn't take more than a half-hour but it was already freezing cold.
He stepped out of the shower after turning it off. He wrapped a towel around himself and went to clean up his mess. He threw the blankets next to the trash bin and wiped the bed clean of any proof there might have been. Now the only proof was the scars on and in Sora and the chipped paint of the bed polls. Sora walked to his dresser and picked out an all black outfit. He put it on and hooked a couple chains to his pants. Throwing his necklace over his hand and strapping a cheap watch on his wrist he want back into the bathroom. He checked the time. 11:24 am. Wow I was out for a while surprised I didn't suffocate. He locked the door and walked over to sink, reaching up above it, into the medicine cabinet. Taking down the Aleve bottle and the gauze wrap to reach the back. Sora flicked a switch, which opened a little drawer. The brunette pulled it out, glad his dad hasn't found it yet. Sora made sure the bathroom door was locked and opened the little box like drawer. Inside was various sharp objects like a knife, a razor, bits of broken glass, small scissors, and even pieces off broken tapes that were sharp enough to kill you if you pushed on it hard enough. He pulled out the switch blade, or knife, and put the rest down on the toilet seat.
Placing the cold, metallic blade to his skin, his left wrist to be precise, he sliced the vein. He repeated it about 10-15 times before he was finished. Then he just went to the same cuts and cut them even deeper. He held his arm over the sink, bleeding his life away.
Sora became every pale from blood loss. His sight was turning blurry. He reached over and unlocked the bathroom door right before he collapsed. I wonder why I unlocked the door. I wish to die. This might save my life. Why unlock it? To keep Rani save is all I'm good for and Rani's gone. My life is pointless now. Those were the last thoughts before his whole world turned black. Sweet, painless darkness.