Playful Sorrow. Chpt 1.

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"Do you hear that Rayne?"My mother asked, but of course I didn't hear it. 2

"No mother."I answered.3

"Then how do you know what I said sweetie?"She offered a gentle sweet smile, picking me up and putting me on her lap.4

Six years old and I was shunned from ever being able to hear anything in the world. I could see it all, but I would never be able to hear the birds chirp. I had been like this since I was three, and couldn't even remember what any of the sounds in the world sounded like. I was too little.5

"I am reading you're lips mother."I answered again, hoping my speech was fine or even understandable.6

"Are you really? Or are you really just hearing my voice?"Mother asked, her smile appearing on her face again, her eyes gentle and soft as she raised one eyebrow, curiously.7

"...Yes mother. I cannot.."I frowned, confused by her question. Truth was, back then, I could do a lot of things I used to not be able too. I lost my hearing when I got in the car accident with my father.8

I went into a coma for a month and my dad went missing. No one knows where he went, and something tells me no one really ever looked very hard.. My mom was a wreck and all I do remember is waking up to silence. I couldn't hear my mother as she called my name and shook me lightly, tears streaming down my face.9

Nothing was the same from there on in.10

"Listen sweetie...control you're mind. You can hear me. You're not deaf.."My mother paused. She must have seen me wince at the time. I hated that word with all my soul and heart. "If you believe in something that's not true, you're mind,"She tapped on the side of my head with her index finger lightly, "Will make it true."11

"But..Momma..even the doctor's.."12

"Their minds are controlling them too, sweetheart."My mother cut in. Maybe she was right, I thought. Maybe I could hear.13

I closed my little eyes tight, my hands clenching into fists as I focused hard. "I'm not deaf.."I whispered to myself, believing it myself more and more everyday.14

Sure enough, soon, I heard it all. The birds outside chirping. Kiwi, our kitten's purring. I could hear the ticking of the clock, and my mothers light humming as she rocked us back and forth.15

"Momma.."I blinked, frowning. "This is..weird.."I whispered.16

"It's our gift."My mother whispered back, smiling as my eyes widened, curious.17

By age ten, I was getting even better controlling that gift. What was our gift?18

To make anything, possible, if we just believed in it. It would be there, it would be true, and everyone and anyone could see it.19

And if we didn't want something to be real?20

Well..we could make that disappear too.21

And now at the age of seventeen, I was pretty good at it. I could be better sure, sometimes I lost control of it still, but it's better then how it used to be. I used to lose all control and my room would be trashed because I used to think of the wind a lot...and storms.
That was interesting nights.22

High School, however, is even more difficult then it should be.And even though I'm on summer break now, anger, is still one of the triggers for me. When I'm angry, I'm out to kill normally...hell on earth shows up then.23

And some get hurt.24

But that's life for you.25

Life isn't what you get. Expect the worse. And never give up.26

"...Rayne? Rayne! Wake up!"I heard my mother shout. Damn. And I was having a good dream for once too.27

"Is the toaster on fire?"I mumbled, not wanting to completely wake up from my nap, and turned over, throwing my arm over my eyes.28

"No, but there is three men in the yard looking for you."She stated, her voice lined with a tone of frantic nature.29

"...What?"I moved my arm from resting over my eyes, looking up at my mother, but before I even could I had to blink a few times and rub at my eyes to adjust them to the light. Brighter then normal in the house for once. 30

She looked quite worried, and anxious. She furrowed her brows together, biting at her lip. "Rayne, have you done anything that you haven't told me? Did anything to get yourself in trouble..?"31

"What? No! Mom I haven't done anything!"I protested quickly, standing up. I was taller then her. I had to slightly lower my eyes to look at her. I was tall for a girl my age. Then again, my combat's probably didn't help any. And no, not those fashion goth ones. The heavy duty ones.32

"...Shit.."My mom breathed. Her face went pale. Not like she just suddenly lost her tan, but like all blood rushed to her feet, and her hands shook. Something was wrong.33

"Mom?"I said quietly, shaking her shoulder. "..Mother!"I shouted now, as she was completely...lifeless.34

Mother looked up at me quickly, tears in her eyes. "You must get out of here!"She said in a whispered hiss. "They'll be in here in minutes, I didn't realize, how could I be so stupid?!"She whispered. It seemed more to herself then it being towards me.35

"Wha-wait, MOM!"I shouted, and stumbled back when she hit me in the stomach with an open hand.36

"Shut up, Rayne, just for once, be quiet and do as I say!"My mother hissed. I blinked, shocked. I had never ever heard her talk to me like that. I, of course, didn't want to push her any farther and just nodded.37

"Yes ma'am.."I muttered quietly.38

"Good girl, now go upstairs, grab your backpack, and get the things you must have."She said quietly. "One change of clothes, those kind of things."39

I nodded a little and rushed off up to my room. I took the stairs by two steps a time and quickly went into my room, grabbing my backpack that had sat in the corner ever since school let out.40

I grabbed a pair of clothes, stuffed them in there, my bottle of water, keys, and flashlight. God only knows what my mom had planned for me.41

I reached over, grabbing my army blade, and put it in it's case, and then it in the front pocket of my backpack, zipping it up quickly.42

"Quickly, go, out the backdoor! Run away from this town as far as you can!"My mother said as she ran in quickly, grabbing me by my arm and dragging me out.43

"Away from the town!?"I asked, staring at her. "Are you sure you're not just insane mother?!"44

"Rayne, don't you dare! Do as I said!"She snapped, panic still in her voice quiet clearly.45

"I'm not running from the fotching town!"I protested. My mother glared, and something inside gained fifty pounds because my stomach dropped, and I swore, if I looked down, it would probably be on the ground.46

"Okay. Away from the to-"I started but jumped, backing away when the door blew open, falling to the ground.47

"No! Get away, Razxic!"My mother screamed, stepping in front of me. Everything, it was moving too fast to grasp onto for me.48

What the hell was going on? Suddenly my mother was waking me, screaming at me to pack the hell up and get out of here. Was it just some joke or play to get me out of the house so she didn't have to deal with me?49

Or was she just trying to pull a reaction out of me?50

Or had my dad suddenly showed up planning to take me away?
All good possibilities if you think about it. But all those were suddenly quite impossible when me and mom were thrown through the wall with a dark purple orb.51

What. The. Hell. Had. I. Gotten. Into?52