{ Disturbia

[lynx'']

d i s t u r b i a ; ;

Be careful what you wish for.

There was a difference between me and other darks. Most of them grew up in dark herds, learning to fight and learning to hate with out reason. They didn't know anythign else. They had never known anything but blood. Thats where they were different. I wasn't dark. No, infact my blood was very pure. My parents had been loving and caring and they passed it onto me. But to witness something so terrible, like I had at such a young age. It can twist beings. Alter minds. I knew what love was and I knew what it was like to see it torn apart in seconds. Ripped away at the seams. And it hurt. It hurt so much. The thing was, I had never cried. I had never let that out. The murder of that colt was only the beginning.

The beginning to an evil future. It was on fathers orders, i couldn't do something like i had on my own behalf, could i? The wind blew wild from the west that night, calling to me, howling, cursing. I set off to find him, it had to be quick. It didn't take me long, the four year old stallion lay restlessly near the old oak, on the outskirts of our land, i knew what he was feeling. He was scared, you could almost taste his fear. He was scared for africa, my older sister. Inferno had killed her father, out of spite, and he beat her badly, quite regulary.

He awoke with a start, i supose he was suprised to see me, i was normally out hunting for the herd or with my father, neither, through choice. His words made my jaw clench tighter, my throat was dry but my eyes narrowed, i had to do this.

Disturbia! Will you help me? Rosella has already fled, all we have to do is find Africa then we can go. We can get out, get away from here, from him.

As he finished, my mood instantly changed, sure. My father was a killer, a brutal killer, but nobody badmouthed him in my presence. Although boiling on the inside, the mood i releassed was calm and collected. I can't let you do that Storm. You see, father and I have had a chat. And under his orders, tonight; i will kill you

Was i really saying that? It sounded like me, but it wasn't, this was father putting the words into my mouth. Everything afterwards seemed a blur. Only the dead thump of his limp body hitting the sodden mud underfoot was reconisable. I had warned Africa, afterwards, that she was next in line, i told her to flee and fnd Rosella. I couldn't think of anything else to tell her.

The calming sound of waves gently lapping at the shore brought me back to reality. My head was low, ears flicking slowly to the left, then the right. Listening for any unfamiliar sounds. I pushed into a walk, confused and unsure of where i was heading. I only knew one thing. I had to find Africa.

The dark was upon me now, only a few stars were visable through the heavy clouds and fog. My head was low, harks now dropped back, i dragged my limp body further from the see, near some rocks, and there, i waited, for light.
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