User:Lauren Darkmore/Storage

Failed backstory for Kirina (Bear in mind that this is the history from her point of view. She herself doesn't know what happend at some points and so she can't explain it) ("What you see in Italics and quotes are notes left by her brother after reading this himself")

Born into a typical middle class family by the name of Hart, Melissa grew up with her father (James) mother (Helen) and 4 year older brother (Jack). Her father was a surgeon in the west wing of Vale City Central hospital while her mother was a nurse in the east wing. Due to her parents busy work lives Melissa was often left alone with only Jack to care for her.

For the first few years of her life this became routine. She wakes up and is fed by her mother, then both mum and dad go to work, Jack plays with Kirina and her toys, parents return feed them, put them to bed and the cycle starts again. Until, of course, the cycle is broken.

At the age of 7 Mel began the day like any other, if a bit rushed. After waking up and sitting in the kitchen her mum set the food infront of her and rushed out the doorway with her dad. Finishing her food she sat down on the couch next to her  brother to play with her toys as he mindlessly flipped through the channels. As night descended and the house grew cold her parents didn't return. When she got hungry she asked Jack if he could get her some food. Jack simply stood up gave her a glare like she had never seen before, ran out of the front door and locked it behind him, leaving her all alone on the cold and empty couch.

Several days pased in that big, lonely house. She managed to scrape by, eating what little food that was available in the fridge. As the perishables began to grow fur she had little choice but to eat that too. Growing ill and finding it harder to get out of bed each day she soon found herself quaking with fits of pain under the covers. She eventually passed out and as the world faded to black she felt herself falling back and down deep into the far reaches of her mind seeking shelter from the torment that life had become.

As she cowered in that small corner of her psyche all manner of nightmares prayed upon her. She saw her favourite toys come to life and start chewing chunks out of her legs. She found her parents returning to the house blacked and stiff like freshly burnt charcoal. She witnessed her brother set fire to the bed around her all the while chanting inane verses with a wild gleam in his eyes. All throught this horror she found her self repeating the same few lines to herself. "I'll be good, come back. We can be happy, don't leave me"

"You know what, even I'm confused after reading this, and I was there. Tell you what, I'll clear up a few things for you guys so that do don't go as insane as my bitch of a sister did."

"Firstly, she was a freak. From the moment she could think, every day, the same blank stare, every day the same expresionless face."

"It drove our parents nuts to the point where they couldn't stand to look at her. Christ, even I became sick of it but I have nowhere to run off to like they did. I stayed in the same house, in the same room trying to not look at her while keeping her eyes everted from me by distracting her with toys."

"Shortly after her seventh birthday she wandered into the areshole's (mum and dad) room and stood there prodding the woman. You can't belive the fright the bitch got when she woke up to have that face staring straight at her."

"After that they decided to take a break. A fucking holiday, and guess what, they told me to look after her. The cheek of it, well I tried but when I saw on the news that the VTOL sending the happy pair off on their trip had crashed and burned, well that's when I lost it."

"Now she turns around to ask for food as if she didn't hear the brodcast. So yeah, I gave her a dirty look. And yes, I locked her in the house on her own. But I couldn't stand another second in the company of that heartless demon you call my sister. She had completely ignored the death of our dickhead parents"

"Now what I did in the time after that is for me to know and you to find out. But what you do need to know is that I did feel some remorse, and so a week later I returned to check on the little hellspawn to find her finally showing some sort of emotion."

After what felt like an eternity in hell something broke through. She felt warmth, for the first time she could remember she felt actual human warmth. She reached for that feeling with all her might. Wishing, hoping for it to lead to a better place.

When she came to she found her face burried in someones chest, with her arms pulling in tight from their back. Releasing her arms from behind the persons back she looked up to see her brother, looking shocked and at a loss for words. She thought that she should express here gratitude in some way, so she smiled. She tensed her cheaks, lifted her lips and smiled at her brother. Inexplicably this made his face contort with even more confusion...