• In the last Chapter...
    I'm lost. Im just lost. I can't do it. I give up. Ike whiped his eyes roughly, I won't eat today... I. just. need. to...
    Ike fell on his side on the concrete floor, not caring about the pain echoing through his nerves and his stoumach topping all of it with its screams of hunger. Ike managed the last bit of his thought before dropping his head, rest.


    Chapter Two- Ike's Awakning

    Ike opened his eyes to see nothing but black. He sighed and wondered what everything looked like. What it was like to wake up and see colar, sunshine, or even his own apperance. Suddenly, every pore in his body tensed up. Someone was behind him; his dad. Ike didn't see his father, but some reflex in his body just told him that. Ike turned fast and releized he'd been asleep.
    It's not my fault, Ike bargined imaginarly with his mind to his dad, I only had three hours of sleep last night.
    His dad lifted him up by his hair. Pure pain went through his head as his dads claw-like fingernails dug through his skull. He winced slightly and struggled.Mysteriously his dad dropped him and walked away calmly. Ike didn't dare move; if he did, it was all over. As soon as his father left Ike got up and slammed his head reapetedly at the wall. This was so NOT his day. And to make things worse; school was today.

    "Are you sure it's not bloody?" Ike asked for the fifth time. Akako was getting sick of it. His hair, hands, outfit, and head were clean of all blood.
    "I'm sure Mr. Perfect. Just dont slam ur head against any more walls like an idiot."
    Ike had that look like he rolled his eyes, but Akako couldn't tell, "Enough sarcasm, Akako. I'm serious."
    "And so am I. You're fine." Akako replied, "Trust me."
    But dont always trust me Ike, Akako cackled in her mind like an evil witch, Never always.