My life sucks. That's all I have to say. And my father knows it. Hell, he's the main reason as to why it sucks. It's the same routine over and over and over. I got to school, come home, and get the shit beat out of me. I never fight back, knowing he would kill me if I did. So I just lied there on the ground, trying to stop the blood flow with my bruising hand.
"Hey there. My name is Luna Scarlet and my father Sol Scarlet, is an insane guy who loves to abuse me. Not to mention he scares off any friends I could have possibly had had. And what's worse is that it's my 16th birthday, meaning extra beating for me! Woo!" ("Note my sarcasm")
I looked up at my father, trying to stop the blood from flowing out of my stomach with my hand. He stood over me and smirked cruelly, raising a hand. I flinched, but did not scream as he slapped me.
The slap was hard enough that I got a busted lip. I recoiled at the iron taste of the liquid that entered my mouth. Blood.
Blood dripped from my busted lip and flowed from my stomach, between my fingers. I closed my light gray eyes from pain, listening to his evil laughter. God, if he existed, hated me. And I don't even know why! I've been a good kid these past years, ignoring the pain my father caused me. I went to the church and prayed, prayed that I could one day escape this hell. But…my prayers were never answered.
I came to terms with the fact that there was no God. No…I was by myself. No one could help me. My red bangs covered my eyes as silent tears fell down my cheeks. Somebody Just get me through this nightmare… I can't escape this hell.
Sol delivered one final kick to my stomach, making me gasp in pain. He smirked and said, "I think that's enough for now, Precious Luna." His deep voice would make anybody shiver, However I shivered in fear, unlike anybody else. Sol could sweet talk any woman into getting or doing what he wanted. That's how I was born. Mother… I need you. Why'd you have to go?
Sol walked out the door, saying he forgot to grab something. He also told me, "You better be in the house when I get back… or else." I nodded and said,
"Yes F-Father." It's not like I ever leave the house except for school anyway. And even then I can barely go because of what I'm put through. "No Mercy" was his one and only rule. And he followed it well, for it was one of the only things he never showed me. Mercy and love. The emotions he lacks. He had it when he was with mom but now… I gripped the edge of the desk that he always slams my head into and pulled myself up, stumbling. A blood puddle formed around my feet, coloring them red. As much as I hate seeing my own blood… I loved the color. Call me crazy, but I felt a strange connection to it. I always felt that I had gained amnesia when I was little, so I forgot something important. But red… crimson red… it was part of them somehow… I just don't know how yet.
I dreaded the fact that I would have to clean up the blood puddle later. I quickly swallowed the blood that was in my mouth and the puke that followed after. I stumbled up the stairs, using the rail for balance. After I was up, I limped to the bathroom and pulled out the rag and gauze that I hid under the sink. I quickly wet the rag and sat down on the toilet seat, wiping away the dry blood on my stomach. My wound stopped bleeding… for now. I knew it would scar later on. I winced as the cold wet rag touched the wound, but I paid the pain no heed. I've had worse… much worse.
Once I was done I wrapped the gauze around my stomach, bandaging the wound. I took off my blood soaked shirt and quickly slipped on an old, torn and stitched grey hoodie. I got up and sat at the edge of the tub, turning on the water and stuck my blood-covered feet under it. I sighed in content as the warm water touched my feet and soaked away the blood. In few moments like this… I was happy.
I situated myself on the ground and when I was ready, I turned on the TV. I never left hints for Sol to see, that showed I was watching TV. He would kill me, but hey, what's life without a little rebellion?
I quickly stuck in Yu-Gi-Oh Season 0, ignoring the storm that was brewing outside. Episode 1 started to play and I quietly sang along with the opening and frowned when Yugi told the one kid,
"Eh? That's alright. The team I'd join would lose." In a way…I could relate to Yugi. I didn't really have any friends either and we both got bullied. It was at that moment, a loud clap of thunder made me scream and latch onto the TV. I didn't realize, however, that this movement would change my life forever. The lightning hit the electric cord outside, and the lightning traveled down it onto the wires, into the house, onto the outlet, onto the TV, and onto me, sending electric pulses through my body. I screamed and fell forward as a black portal formed on the TV, blacking out.
I opened my eyes and everything was blurry. I sat up, placing a hand on my head and groaned. "Ugh… my head…" I felt like I smashed through a tunnel of bricks! My vision finally cleared and I saw that I was behind a school of some sort. I blinked and paled, if that possible since I was so figgin' pale already.
"Hey… a-are you okay?" A timid voice asked. I blinked and turned my head. Standing there was a boy with tri-colored hair and bright amethyst eyes. The base of his hair black, his bangs gold and the trim the same shade of purple as his eyes. His face slightly resembled that of a baby panda. My eyes widened in shock. "Hello?" He asked. I didn't know what to say.
I mean, here was Yugi Mutou standing—well kneeling next to me! Quick! Act normal! Wait… did he ask me something? I opened my mouth to say something only to burst out coughing.
Yugi panicked and slapped my back a few times, only to have his eyes widen when I coughed out blood.
"Ah! Are you okay!?" He asked, voice going up a pitch. "I-I didn't hurt you did I!?" I shook my head quietly.
"No." I told him, only to flinch at the sound of my voice. It was scratchy and sounded as though I haven't spoke for days. "I-I'm fine." I said, only to cough again.
Yugi frowned, worry evident on his face. "My Grandpa's shop isn't that far away." He told me, helping me stand up. I coughed again. "He might have something that could help. C-Can you walk?"
"I… I think." I replied unsure. I tried to walk, only to stumble and fall on my knees. "Okay… maybe not."
"I-I'll help you." He said and hesitantly wrapped my arm around his shoulder and stood back up. I then noticed that I was at least a head taller than him. I knew I was short but come on! I didn't say this aloud though. "I'm Yugi by the way." I smiled lightly. "Yugi Mutou."
"Names Luna. Luna Scarlet at your service." I flinched. "Well… not currently anyway." He cracked a sad smile.