Flashback From Hell

Ally sat alone, watching anime on her laptop. There was no one around within 20 feet.
"Hey, Ally!" Winter yelled, and sat next to her twin. "I just came from the new anime shop."
"Oh you mean Hadashi Anime?" Ally asked.
"Oh yes, their selections are huge!" Winter laughed. "Watashi wa zettai ni sore o aishimasu!" Winter slapped the computer, accidentally closing Youtube. "Oops! Sorry." She clicked a tab. 
"It's fine." 
"What are you ordering?" Winter asked, glazed cat eyes fixed on her sister's face. 
"Anime movies, manga, games." Ally smiled. 
"It's a step up from band merch..." Winter shrugged. "Corpse Party, Touhou Project, ooh Future Diary. Future Diary is a good one. 
"Mirai Nikki. It is good." Ally looked at Xevier who was sitting across from her.
"Mirai-what?" Winter asked. 
"Mirai Nikki meaning Future Diary in Japanese." Xevier said in a toneless voice, looking down. 
Winter stood up. "Xevier, what's wrong?" 
"I don't know." He stuttered. "It's just that I can't stop thinking about my past...."
Winter placed her hand on his. "Well tell me what happened."
"Well, you know how I got lost when I was two. A boy, he was about 20 and there were twins, boy and girl, 2 years older than me. Both twins are dead. The other guy left when I was about 8. Then watched the male twin get slaughtered. 4 years later the female twin came looking for her brother. I told her what I saw and she grabbed the knife out of my hand and slit her own throat. Anything else you need to know?" He sounded like he was bluffing. 
"I'm sorry." Winter hugged him. "Ally, what are you doing?"
"Leaving." She said, stuff the laptop into her bag. "Sorry, but I don't care about your sob story." 
"Ally! You have depression, too!" Winter yapped. 
"I'm kind of on board with Ally." Xevier shrugged. "Let's go home. I want to sleep." 
Ally pointed. "I love how close your apartment is to the park."
"It's a condo." 
"Nobody cares, doofus." 
On the way, after passing a few hundred groups of people, and about 45 loners, someone tapped Ally on the back. Ally turned around only to find a knife blade swinging in her face. But missed.
"OH HELL TO THE NO." Ally yapped, taking out her scythe. She swung, making the other girl tumble backwards. It's not Winter. Or Xevier. It must be Arson no Marley! UGH! 
"Nice to see you again." She laughed, red eyes fixed on Ally's face. 
"Go long?" Winter asked. Ally nodded, running backwards then at Marley on ice poles. Few more poles raced under Ally's speeding feet, until Ally caught sight of a dagger headed towards her sister. 
"SHIT!!" Ally screamed, Winter tumbled to the ground. She looked at her sister, who was up so high on her ice, grabbed the dagger in her side, and thrusting ice towards her sister. Winter fell. Ally was pushed to the ground by the ice hitting her forehead. 
Ally's eyes were still open, she stared at Xevier. Is he going to do f*cking something or hell what? He's just standing there like an idiot. 
Xevier looked at both sisters. "Damn..." His voice trailed off. A sword in a sheath appeared in mid air before him. He took it out and the sheath disappeared. 
Dumbass. What're you gonna do with that? Stab her? She's faster than you and me put together. "You idiot..." Ally mummbled. 
Xevier stared. "I'm saving your life, bitch."
"I don't need saving...." Ally's voice went high then low. "But Winter....."
He stood over her now. He dug the sword into her hand. 
A loud scream. "OWWWW SHIT!! I HATE YOU-I HATE YOU-I HATE YOUUUUU---" Ally's voice went half sing song. 
"Get up," He said, grabbing her hand. 
She stood up. "Winter." She pointed. He rushed towards the other twin. 
"I'm not gonna make it..." Winter said, dreary-eyed. 
"How can you believe you are if you say stuff like that?" Xevier asked. "For an angel, you seem so negative."
"SHUT UP!" Winter slapped him. 
"See, you seem fine." 
"I'M GOING TO KILL YOU WITH EVERYTHING I'VE GOT!!" Ally screamed, holding up knives covered in dry blood.
"And what exactly do you have?" Marley asked. "No parents, no family....no love."
Ally looked down, blood red eyes fixed on the floor. Her eyes looked up, but she didn't dare move her head. "You killed them. I was there."
"Yes, I know. I was also there for one of your brother's friend's death." She looked at Xevier.
Blood dripped out of the bullet hole in Xevier's cheek. "Yuno......Yuki..........Why?" He finally fell out of his flashback. "What did they ever do to you?"
"That remains confidential."
"Yuno was murdered by you.......Yuki came back four years later, looking for her brother. I told her what I saw. She grabbed the knife from me and killed herself!" Xevier yelled.
"That shouldn't have had any effect on you."
"I was 10 when I saw Yuki's death!"
"I was 6 when I watched adults get slaughtered." Ally glared. "Winter was 6 and Jerry was 3."
"I HATE YOU!!" Xevier screamed, pointing the sword at Marley. Flames busted out from all directions, all aimed for Marley.
Marley disappeared in an instant.
"Did she die?" Xevier asked, panting, sword on the ground.
"No." Ally said, tired.
"Where did she go?"
"To the f*cking place she calls home."




Sorry for the late post. Promised myself I wouldn't listen to music or watch Future Diary until I did a new post. 
There was supposed to be a story before this one, but the idea was getting boring. It should come up later. 
Enjoyz. 

Luke Kadeki

So you know how I said that InuYasha is a copy righted character in the intorduction.

Well, I've got his replacement!
You can help decide his personality and traits here: https://docs.google.com/forms/d/1bR-8izGVHmsJDYMyFJI9QcjxR6lnHD8MHeAXEa7S0AY/viewform?c=0&w=1


These are some sketches of what his replacement, Luke Kadeki, could look like. You will need these as reference for the survey for Luke.

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Most Interesting Person Ever....Wait...Not

I'm going to end up writing this as Xevier. So well, some episodes (posts) will be in a character's manner. 



The first time I met Jerry, he was probably the coolest person in the family. Until I saw the real him. Ally described him as nice, but he was a nightmare. I somehow I wish I'd never met him. 

It started when Winter set us up to meet in a cafe in Tokyo. I was more interested more in the scenery, not the person I was about to meet. I hadn't visited my home country for 4 years. Ally and Winter said they wanted to go to some of the downtown shops because they hadn't been here in a while, either. It is easy for a demon to across the world in a matter of seconds. Winter told me Jerry takes care of 3 more sisters, but that I'd be meeting them later. The interesting part is they lived in an ancient mansion right outside the city. Or I thought that's what Ally told me. Ally and Jerry can't stand each other, she also said Jerry barely cares about anyone. "He's the person everyone wants to punch in the face and kick in the cock." Ally stated. 

That's when I saw him. He came over to me. "Don't cha think it's odd that she'd give me exact coordinates. It's not like I don't know where this place is." He looked at me. Glowing blood red eyes, like Ally's except without the cat pupils. In fact, you couldn't even tell if he had pupils. "Well, anyways. I'm Jerry." He tried to grab my hand but I pulled away.
"My first impression is that you're going to be stupid." I said. I still regret saying that, but somehow, Jerry saw past it.
"Well I was there...I saw mom and dad die....That didn't f*ck me up like it did Ally." He smiled.
I took a sip of coffee. I ended up wearing finger less gloves to this meeting, along with a black long sleeved shirt and black jeans. I swear Jerry thought I was emo. "Anyways, are you going to tell me your name?"
"Xevier." I said.
He mouthed, "What?"
"Xevier. My name is Xevier." I repeated myself.
"So I have an older brother? COOOL!!" He seemed way too happy. Even for me. I wanted to scream, "Calm down!" but that would have been rude.
He had been talking for 15 minutes, non-stop and barely even stopped to take breathes.
"Do you ever shut up?" I asked. He stared at me, then continued talking. "I'm serious. Do you ever shut up?"
"Who cares if I do?" He smiled.
"I do." I blurted. "I get it, you like me..the sight of me, knowing you have a brother...."
"No. You don't know what it's like to be the only boy in a family. I have two older sisters and 3 younger sisters." I laughed.
"You're in the exact middle now." His face went blank. He had just realized that. But he had always been the exact middle child. "How did the other 3 get born if Mom and Dad died when you were 3? "
"Demon powers. Magic meaning letting the unborn children be born into other human or demon families, and then find each other, and their siblings. Many demons have done it."

That sentence struck me like a lightning bolt. Like? More like it was real. Ally was standing in the doorway, staring at me, with glistening red eyes. Ally had struck me with her damn lightning. Winter was now next to her, heavily breathing, and carrying bags.
"Yea, leave me to do everything!" Winter shouted.
"Well is it my stuff? No." Ally said.
"You could at least help!"
"Don't forget I'm older!"
"By like 5 seconds!"

Facepalm.

Ally sat next to me.
"It's Ally....yuck." Jerry laughed.
"I still remember what you did on April 13th at 9:07 pm!" Ally pointed. Ally has a memory like a computer. She can remember what happened six years ago on October 25th at 9 am.
"Tell me then." Jerry chuckled.
"You. On April 13th, 2012 at 9:07 was cleaning your ass with a spoon." Okay. I did not need to hear that. Or know it. Now I was officially weirded out.
"Yea and?" Jerry continued laughed.
"Shut up, you didn't let me finish!" He mentioned her to finish. "Then you shove the spoon in my damn cake."
Jerry was now bursting into laughter. No wonder everyone hated him. He is gross, rude and deceiving. Dispite his angelic appearance...He is defiantly one of the many spawns of the devil.
We go up, Jerry carrying some of Winter's bags, and walked out the door. I left my half drunken coffee on the table, acting like I didn't give a damn.
We walked outside and bam. Jerry was rolling around on the floor, literally crying. I jut had kicked him in the most wrong spot to kick a guy. I had just kicked him in the cock. Ally was right. That was fun.

Until 10 minutes later, we were sitting in the emergency room.
"You just had to.." Winter huffed. "Just had to do that."
The tall black-hair, smiling nurse came out. "Jerī wa bakkin ni narimasu. Tada, sore o shibaraku o ataemasu." 
"So he'll be okay?" Winter grinned, smile flowing to both ears. 
"Hai, mochiron." She laughed. Winter smiled. Jerry was an asshole that you didn't want to mess with. He'd give you a little more than "the finger". "Watashi wa nani ga okotta no ka tazunete mo īdesu ka?" 
"Mr. Can't-Keep-His Hands-To-Himself over here, is what happened." Winter looked at me and then gave me a dirty look. 
I shrugged. "Kare wa sore o motomete imashita..." Jerry was asking for it. Totally and immortally.

If I might, immortally means many things to demons. Not just the ability to live for forever, but stuff like impossible and totally. 

Jerry walked out. His face was completely red. I snickered and Winter slapped me. 
"I'm going to kill you, whatever your name is..." Jerry looked pale. Not regularly pale like his normal half-albino pale, but like he-had-the-life-sucked-out-of-him pale. 

Ally had said Jerry and her had a bad past...Meaning when Jerry was 7 and Ally was 10, Jerry tried to murder one of Ally's friends. 

Not long, we ended up in the park. Jerry seemed fine now.
Winter leaned over me. "Don't try anything." Like come on! What was I gonna try?
I said back, "Some people just need a high five.......In the face....With a chair....."
"Or a brick." Ally laughed.

I noticed  that Jerry had numb chucks around his neck. Yet that lead me to find my hands pulling on the ends, choking him. He screamed like a girl. A little Hell-bound girl. Ally and Winter were trying to pry me off, but shortly after, Ally gave up and started yelling encouragement.
"LET HIM HAVE IT!" She yelled. "KILL HIM!" And so on and so forth.
Jerry pulled something out, only to find out it was another pair of numb chucks. "Shit...?" He put them around my neck and pulled. He was doing the same thing I was doing. So now we were both pulling on each other.
After about half an hour of murdering each other and grasping our breathes, Jerry said something. "I'll let go if you let go...." I nodded. We both let go, red lines across our necks. Right then, I wanted to strangle the hell out of him. But then again, he was my little brother. My only little brother.

I wanted to stab him. Kill him. Let him have it.
I ended up stabbing him, with my sword. Despite the fact of both of us being immortal...We still fought. He took a boomerang to my heart. Not just any boomerang, one with a blade on one half.
"I have five of these. Including this one. And I can control them." He laughed.
He stabbed me, or he at least thought he did. Stone substitution. He stabbed the stone version of myself.
I was behind him, and grasped my hands around his weak ass neck.

I strangled him, then it ended. Winter whacked me over the head with a bottle.
"What are you doing?!" She asked.
"What does it look like?!"
"STAPH!"


It was over. Pretty sure I woke up 2 days later. 

Sensei From Hell

There was an abandoned warehouse, out it the middle of the forest. Or it was thought. Xevier, dragging Ally, who was now screaming, was now running through the city, to the outside part of the city.
"Wait!!" Ally screamed, panting. "PUT ME DOWN!!"
"Fine!" Xevier yelled, throwing Ally into a building window.
"WHAT THE--" Ally screamed, landing on a shelf. Bottles of beer, jack, whiskey and vodka fell on her head. She sat up after a long silence, heavy breathing. Xevier, staring at her, trying to control his anger. "Now I'm wet." Ally's blood red eyes got redder.
Xevier was breathing heavily. "Shit."
"What was that for?!" Ally yelled.
"You said you wanted me to let you catch a breathe! Are you ready to keep moving?!"
"No. And I got a little more than my breathe!" Ally screamed. "You threw me into a drug shop!"
Xevier grabbed Ally's hands, and whiskey. "Let's go!"
Ally screamed. "Stop rushing me!" Xevier stopped, a few blocks from the drug shop. "Are you telling me..." He paused. "That you want to quit?"
"No. I just want you to stop. Only for 5 minutes..." Ally sat down, and turned away. "I should have known. You're no different than Jerry. Or Dad!"
"Dad? Dad acted like me?" Xevier asked, sitting next to her. Ally turned the other way.
"I guess....." Ally sighed.
"Who's Jerry...?" He leaned over her shoulder, staring at her.
Ally was about ready to punch her brother. "Jerry...Is your younger brother. He's the kid the exact middle. The middle sibling."
"Do I have any other siblings besides 'Jerry', Winter and you?" Xevier was still being nosy.
She jabbed her fist into his face. He screamed. His hands were over his face. "I'll tell you later..." He removed his hands from his face. Now a giant red hand print in the middle of his left cheek.
"Fine."
"I'm ready to move, now." Ally said.
"Finally. It took long enough."
"Look who's talking! The guy who threw a girl into a drug shop! What the Hell is wrong with you!?"
Xevier turned around.
"Why are we even here?" Ally wondered, not ever bothering to stand up. He handed his younger sister his phone. She scanned through it. "Who the Hell is SFH?"
"Exactly! He gave me this coordinates. Meaning where he lives is outside the city." Xevier dug the album out of his bag. He handed it to her. "Page 12 and 13."
She flipped to it. "Shit........." She slammed it shut. "There was more appearing in here and your didn't even think to f*cking tell me?"
He shrugged. They were walking now. There was a forest just beyond. "Path?" He tred his foot against the random stone path. "We follow it...I'm pretty sure..."
"Pretty sure?" Ally asked with a touch of sass and disbelief.
"Yea. Come." He motioned her to follow him.

Not long after walking, in front of them appeared a door. A hut. A hell. It was all black, no windows and was in the worst part of the forest. The forest was crawling with Death.
Xevier knocked. "SFH, open up!" Knocking turned to pounding, and pounding turned into kicking down the door.
There was a long dark hallway. Ally took out a gun. "Put that away, you weirdo." Ally shrugged. "We're looking for a person, not a monster..."
"What kind of person lives in the middle of the forest, in an abandoned place, surrounded by creatures from Hell?!" Ally yapped.
"Good point?" Xevier asked.
"For a 23 year old smart ass demon kid, you sure don't know much." Ally laughed,
"Be quiet!" Xevier slammed his fist against Ally's mouth. In front of them was a room, half lit by candle light. Xevier walked in, pulling his hair back into a pony tail. A slow breathing, not from himself, but another man, in the room. Xevier sat, Ally next to him. A boot approached from the darkened half of the room.  He sat. "SFH?" Xevier whispered.
"You could call me that." The toneless voice said. "Or you could say my name is Sensei From Hell."
"SFH.....Sensei From Hell..." Xevier sat, wondering.
Ally thrusting the book at SFH. "Why?"
A long pause from the other man. "Because.....You needed to remember the happy stuff about your lives..."
"Happy stuff?" Ally asked. "Like what?"
"Well, Stuff you used to do for fun...." SFH moved into the light, showing his face. His face was almost completely covered. He was wearing a mask, then an eye patch on his left eye. His hair was thick, like Xevier's, but tied up or shorter. His eye moved across the room, stopping at Ally. "Say, girl, do you know your Mother and Father's name?"
Ally shook her head. "No, but I think my Aunt told me once. I believe their names were Mark and Alice...." Ally stared at the curse mark on his forehead. It was off centered to the right, but it was in the shape of fire...? What kind of idiot would want a tattoo like that?
"Ally," Xevier said, slapping her. "Stop staring!"
"It's fine. You're probably wondering what this is." SFH pointed at the curse mark.
"A tattoo?" Ally wondered.
"Silly girl...silly girl..." He laughed. "It isn't a tattoo. It's a birth mark. I should know because your brother has it on the back of his left heel." Xevier perked up. How does he know?! SFH went on and on explaining about stuff they didn't even want to know about. He seemed like he knew everything. He knew everything from Xevier's shoe size to the model of knife that their parents were slaughtered with. But did he know the future? Could he predict it?
"Who is Winter going to marry?" Ally blurted.
"Well...I do not say I can predict that, but let me try." He stood up and put his hands in a formation. Around them, appeared a summoning circle made of dirt.
"Is this some kind of joke?!" Xevier yapped. "'Cause it's real shitty!"
SFH started humming, his eyes closed. Well the one that wasn't covered. He moved around the circle, humming, and hair bouncing as he walked. "I see a girl....A young black haired girl........" A long silence. "Now a boy....and another girl....One of the girls...disappeared....Dead...And the boy is holding the girl." Everything seemed to stop, even time and the planet. "That is all." The summoning circle disappeared and SFH sat down. "Nice talking to you. I assume it is almost sundown. You better get going."
Xevier and Ally stood up, Ally already outside the door. "Wait, will I see you again?" His eyes glistening in the dimmed light.
SFH pointed at the phone in his pocket. "I'll be right there. But always feel free to visit..."
"Right!" He smiled. "Okay."
"Xevier, let's goooo..!" Ally growled, pulling on his hand.
"Alright, alright!"

~Imvu~

Shit! *Bullets shoot past my head*

Would you actually like to talk and chat with the characters from Project Undead?

Well, I guess now you can.

Each character has their own account and username.
You can add them, chat them, and even message them. I am trying to make their avatars as close as the originals as possible!

Right Now I'm only going to give you seven usernames. Message them if you want to know more about them. They will act in the manner that they act in Project Undead.


I got some of the birth dates wrong. Kan, Emily and Avalon are younger than age limit, so...
Xevier is one year off and Ally's is 10 years off....Oops.

Xevier: iHateEverything506
Ally: TwoFacedPsychopath
Winter: WhiteHairedOtaku
Jerry: GuyOnDrugs909
Avalon: NightshadeWielder
Emily: GirlFromAnotherLife
Kanchachu: HammerTimeFromH3ll

Well, that's that and a new Post for Project Undead will be soon, Saturday at most. 

The Rainbow Factory

Xevier, lazily sitting on the couch, watching his sisters unpack and watching TV. He had met Ally's two annoying kids, her husband, and Winter.
"You could help, you know." Winter said, scoffing at Xevier. His first impression wasn't very good for her. He didn't care. She could hate him all she wanted, wouldn't make a difference.
"Nah. My house but not my stuff." He scoffed right back at her. Winter rolled her bright yellow eyes. Despite the fact he was messy, drunk and annoying, he had one good quality. He was not demanding.
Ally walked in, holding a book.  "Its a blank photo album." She sat next to Xevier. "I was thinking we start putting memories in it, now." She opened it, then dug a picture out of her bag. It was a picture of Xevier carrying boxes.
"It's not blank....." Xevier pointed out.
There was one picture. A picture of a weird man standing with their dad. Their dad was wearing a cut open shirt while the man standing next to him was wearing a trench coat. But his face was scratched out. Who scratched out his face? Who is the guy standing next to Dad? Xevier took the picture. "WTF is Dad wearing?" Xevier asked.
"He was a stripper for like a year....Yea...don't ask....." Ally said.
"Okay then..." Xevier threw the photo album on the coffee table, flipping its pages. The book had turned itself to a picture of young Xevier, no more than 6, with wavy hair and an ax in his hand. He was happy, but he was twirling a strand of white hair in his hand. This picture wasn't taken by their mom or dad....not anyone else. Who did take the picture?
Ally slammed the book shut. "That shit is creepy!!" Ally walked to the counter, where her laptop was.
Xevier opened the book, scribbled across the second page, in blood was:
In the Rainbow Factory, where your fears and horrors come true. In the Rainbow Factory, where not a single soul gets through. 
He stared at the page, wondering what was going on. Those words weren't there when the page flipped itself to the picture of himself when he was younger.
Ding! Xevier took out his phone. "What the---" A text from 'SFH' saying the exact thing that the second page of the album said.

Xevier: What...? What does that mean?
SFH: What does what mean?
Xevier: scroll up, dumb ass
SFH: I see nothing. 
Xevier: who r u?
SFH: a nightmare
Xevier: -.-
SFH: You're getting nowhere with this, boy. 
Xevier: STOP PLAYING GAMES! 
SFH: This is not a game, boy. Nor is it a joke. It is real life.
Xevier: In other words...?
SFH: You want to me meet, yes?
Xevier: Duh.
SFH: bring me the girl on the laptop, yourself and beer. 
Xevier: ARE U HACKING MY CAMERA?! can u see me?!
SFH: No. But I know what's going on right now. In your house. Or should I say, apartment condo?
Xevier: Go to Hell. Goodbye you bastard.

Xevier had gotten mad. Who was SFH? Or what was he?

SFH: Do you not want to know more about me? Because I know everything about you.
Xevier: fine. gender? Eye color, hair color, have i seen you before?
SFH: I am a male, like yourself, my hair and eyes are both black and no, you have not seen me before.
Xevier: Then how do you know me?
SFH: Your dad and I were best friends. Such a shame that you were lost before you met me. 
Xevier: I hate it when people randomly bring up my past. 
SFH: Sorry.
Xevier: Are you the guy in the picture with my dad? the guy  with his face scratched out. 
SFH: Possibly. I could be a robot, a total stranger or I could even be your sister. 
Xevier: So you're female?
SFH: No. I'm male. Stupid kid. 
Xevier: I'm 23...
SFH: You know what I meant. 
Xevier: Bastard. 


Xevier, now, was pissed. 

Xevier: Address?
SFH: Rainbow Factory. 
Xevier: I hate you. 

Xevier wanted to know who this guy was. He's male, has black hair and black eyes...What else? "Ally...Search the lyrics from the book. Please?"

SFH: Everyone hates me. No hard feelings. 
Xevier: When i get there, im shoving a beer bottle up your ass. 


"Found it. Some song called Rainbow Factory by Glaze...." Ally said. 
"Alright." Another picture appeared in the book. This one was the baby picture that Ally found in the desk drawer. Xevier smiling, wearing random clothes....The picture next to it was Ally and Winter, but their faces were marked out. 

SFH: You're going crazy. 

Was SFH doing this?

SFH: Anata no fuan ya kyōfu wa reinbō kōjō de kanau reinbō kōjōde wa naku, tan'itsu no tamashī wa, surū shutoku suru basho. 
Xevier: Are you literally going to send it to me in different languages? 
SFH: Do you not want me to?
Xevier: English and Japanese is enough, dumb ass. 
SFH: Goodbye. 
Xevier: wait!
SFH: I said, Goodbye. 

By now, Xevier was ready to murder SFH. He was going to meet him. He grabbed Ally, the book and a pack of beer. 
"We're leaving." 
"Where?"
"Rainbow Factory." 
Ally rolled her eyes. 

Looking for That Azuna

"You look so skiddish...Where are you going?" Winter asked, yellow eyes fixed on her sister's face.
"Oh, I guess, you could say home." Ally's voice trailed off. "Meaning, yes I am going to the place where we watched our parents die."
After a long flight, across sea and into Tokyo, Ally was determined to find out who Yamaris was talking about. For all she knew, she had a lot of cousins, half of them, she'd never seen. I've never seen any cousin's who looked like that kid..Even if there was a cousin who looked like that.......OMG what am I doing?! Dad's files could say something. Ally walks along the path, up the mountain side. The little village, down below, where she had made a massive group of friends, still there but abandoned. She had met countless friends there, Sugar Kitty, Ceil Yaka, and way more. There was about half the village, still with life. There were trading posts, A restaurant, even a few houses. Ally circled the mountain, finally ending up on a cliff with a giant ancient house on it. There. It was all because of this house, she hated everyone. The house, where she learned to fly, fight and make friends. The house where she watched her parents be slaughtered. Ally edged closer to it. Outlines of her dead parents, exact spots on that day suddenly flushed in her mind. "No Stop!"
A voice came from inside the house. "Who is that?" The door swung open. A sword suddenly thrashed her at her neck, almost slitting it. "Oh, Ally....You came back....We'd never thought we'd see you again..."
"Are you crazy?! Kill her!!" Another voice said. This one, sounding masculine.
"Oh look, if it isn't Jerry, the boy who can't keep his guard up." Ally said, pushing passed him.
"Hey! This is my house now! You have to do what I say!!" Jerry said, stomping his foot and looking like a total baby.
"Anata wa sore o teishi shi, akachan no yō ni miemasu. Anata wa jibun o hazukashī shite imasu." Ally said, toneless. 
"Ever since that day, you've always made fun of me!! WHY?! What did I ever do to YOU?" Jerry broke into laughter, White hair, like their dad's, except his was black, bounced as he rolled on the floor.
"You tried to kill Sugar Kitty, when you were 7..." Jerry, being 15 now, still despised his older sister for always trying to be the coolest and cutest. And most perfect. Honestly, Ally looked like an angel. Black, flat, torn hair, blood red cat eyes, cutest smile ever, not to mention the psychopathic murder stages, Ally still seemed to pull off "Angelic". 
"So what?" Jerry said, digging his hands into his pockets. Long red tie, around his low cut collar of his shirt, making him look like he hadn't bathed in years. "She didn't even deserve to live. She's cookoo." 
Ally walked into the hall, totally ignoring Jerry's comment about her friend. One younger crazy brother and four younger sisters. Agh! 
"YOU RUIN EVERYTHING!" Jerry called in a tone where he sounded like he was about to rip the thin layers of hair out of his head. She opened the door. 
"I don't think Dad..would want you going in there....Jerry...either..." A young girl's voice appeared behind the next door. Ally turned around to see the youngest Azuna sibling standing behind her.
"Kanchachu?" She looked at the girl, black hair and one green and one blue eye. 
"Hi, Ally!" She grasped her sister's legs. "Hisashiburi!" 
"I'll come talk to you later, Kan...I've got something to do...." Ally disappeared into the dark office. Kanchachu, the young girl in the red hat and black pig tails, stood waiting for a minute, before trotting off. The room was dark and full of dust. The window, that used to be a floor to ceiling window, was now, covered in dust, with a small fingerprint letting the smallest amount of light in. The chair, covered in a sheet, so was all the other furniture, except the desk. The desk, was entirely covered in dust, pitch black dust. The drawer knob, the only thing barely covered in dust in the entire room. She opened it, taking a jerk or two at it to make it open. She shuffled the papers around, spread some on the desk. A tan piece of card stock, corner of it under other papers, caught her eye. What is this? Realizing the fancy boarder around all the words. She blew the dust off. She could still barely read the writing. The stupid cursive writing. It said, 

Xevier Xile Xio Hiroushi-Azuna
Birthdate: Decemeber 5, 1992
Parents: Mark Azuna, Alice Azuna

Ally almost dropped the paper. It's a birth certificate! For a 23 year old male! To the same parents as me?! I HAVE AN OLDER BROTHER???! Ally wanted to squeal but no sound came out. There was another paper under it. It was a report. 
I lost my son to a camping trip. No one knows if he lived, but if he is gone, RIP, son. We love you dearly and no one can replace you.
That first f*cking line. That first line. 
A baby picture, followed by a big printed page saying: XEVIER AZUNA: DEATH DATE: UNKNOWN. 
Is he dead?! NO! I HAVE TO MEET HIM! 
She glared at the baby picture. A kid with a full head of hair, like Jerry, pure white, but wearing sunglasses. Why sunglasses? He was wearing what any normal kid would be wearing, Safari shorts, a random graphic t-shirt and socks. But the fact that in this picture, he was smiling. SMILING. Yet he looked like he was being tortured and being put to sleep. 
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After a long talk with her 3 younger sisters and stupid brother, Ally finally returned home. 
"Nanida to omoimasu!!" Ally screamed, bursting in the door, with the papers in her shoulder bag.
"What?" Winter asked, to see her sister screaming in joy. 
"No! You have to guess!" Ally laughed. 
"How am I supposed to guess if you won't stop laughing hysterically?" 
"You're right!" Ally jumped on the couch. "Tell you later!" She ran into the hall. 

After two days of researching "Xevier Azuna" on google, yahoo and bing, Ally finally found out who he was. He ended up living less than 5 miles away from her. "I must meet him! And I hope it's really him! Really my brother!" 
She scurried out the door with a bagel in her mouth, humming happily. 
She passed the park, the mall, a few strip malls and a few apartment complexes. She looked up. Is this it? She looked at the picture that was in her hand. The complex looked slightly aged. She walked into the office.
"May I help you?" asked the old man at the desk. He was about 50, but already growing white hairs.
"Will you tell me where he lives?" Ally asked, placing the paper on the desk.
"Oh, yes. 103." He moved to the waiting area of the office lobby. "Follow me." He followed the slow moving man outside and up a set of stairs.
"Was this a motel?" Ally couldn't help but asking.
"Oh, Heavens no. Just a bit run down." He said, still walking. "Not sure if he'll be home, or awake. I see him come and go every so often." Ally nodded as they stopped at the last apartment on the second and final floor. The manager knocked.
A few soft groans came from inside the door. "You're like the third person to knock in the past HOUR! If it's not something important, go away." The voice was toneless.
"Mr. Azuna?" Said the manager. "There's someone out here who would like to see you."
"I don't care and NEVER CALL ME THAT!" The door shook. He had kicked it from the inside. "GO AWAY. I DON'T NEED COMPANY."
"Sir, she says she's a relative." The manager said again.
The banging stops. "That's impossible...I don't have family...." His toneless voice now became to voice of a teen going into adult hood. It wasn't deep but it wasn't a little kid's voice either. "And......She?" A lock was being unlatched. Click. One latch. Click. Two latches. Click. Third and final latch. The doorknob turned, slowly. One hand came outside. Then the door swung open. A guy with thick white hair, bangs covering almost all of his face and eyes, his right eye was pure black while the left was completely white. He wasn't wearing pants. Just boxers. He was wearing a regular shirt and a finger-less glove on his left hand. "What?" He asked. The same toneless voice as before.
Ally started giggling. "Pants. You need pants...." A drop of swear seemed to fall from his forehead. Ally looked past him. A dim lit house, bright light bulbs, painted white and baby blue. She moved passed him.
"Or just invite yourself in...." He seemed to go into distress mode. There was a kitchen counter straight ahead with stools and cabinets above. A denim colored couch that you could see he was sleeping on, big TV set, game systems and two hall ways, leading away from the kitchen. There were 4 doors to the hallway to Ally's left and 3 doors to the hallway to the right. Beer bottles lined the counter and a belt was hanging off the ceiling fan.
"How on Earth do you get clothes in impossible places?" Ally wondered. There was a pair of black jeans hanging over the TV. Ally seemed impossibly puzzled about where things were in this condo.
"I don't know...Drunkenness...I guess?" He replied. By now the door was closed, all 3 latches locked back up, and he was sitting on the couch. The pants on the TV had disappeared, only to find out, he was wearing them.
"Can I use the bathroom?" Ally asked. He pointed down the hall with 3 doors.
"Only door on right.."
She walked in and shut the door. Turning on the light, Ally had wished she had pissed in the dark. There was no window in this bathroom, the wall tiles were brownish-orange and rotting away, the bathtub tiles pure white and recently replaced. She looked at the sink. There was toothpaste all over it. Blue, minty-fresh toothpaste. She opened the the shower only to find blood splattered across it. Ally almost had a heart attack. First the toothpaste....now this?! WHO DIED IN HERE? 
Ally pissed and as she was ready to pull up her pants, the door swung open. "What's taking so long?"
Ally jumped up, panties at her waist but pants at her feet. She grabbed the nearest bottle and threw it at him.
"YOU PERVERT! HAVEN'T YOU EVER HEARD OF PRIVACY?!!?!?" Ally screamed. He fell backwards. She stepped over him and stood in the hallway. "Your fly is open." He zipped it up.
She walked back into the living room, pants now at her waist and sat on the couch. She looked at the coffee table, far from her and far from the TV, but it was lined with beer bottles too. "You have a drug problem."
"Do not." Xevier said, sitting next to her. "So who the f*ck are you?"
"Oh." Ally pulled out the birth certificate. "My name is Ally Azuna and I am one of your little sisters."
He grabbed it. "Huh...Okay then....Never knew I had family...Thought they hated me for loosing me in the woods."
"How big is this place?" Ally wondered, looking up at the white popcorn ceiling.
"5 bedrooms, 2 bathroom......Condo...too."
Ally squealed with joy. "I have to tell Winter! And maybe we can move in here!"
"What?! Who's Winter?"
"My twin. And then you have another little brother and 3 more sisters." Ally laughs.
"So I'm the oldest of 7 kids? How old is the youngest?" Xevier asked, hair bouncing.
"10. She's ten." Ally laughed.
She grabbed Xevier's hand and pulled him out the door. "Where are we going?"
"To tell Winter, my kids and my husband!" Ally laughed.
"Wait, kids? But you're like 17!" Xevier said, surprised.
"18, to be exact. Your 5 years older than me!" Ally said, dragging him down the street.
"Does the youngest live with mom and dad?" Xevier asked.
"Stop pondering me! And no..." Ally pushed open the door. "Look, Winter, it's our brother!" Ally looked like she was about to preform a dance number.  "We're moving in with him!!"