|A Life Worth Living
Author: MoonBeamXVII PM
Melody's a quiet girl without many complaints, but when she is attacked by creatures and forced to leave her home, how can she possibly cope; especially when she finds herself in completely different worlds with strange creatures and a deal on her heart.Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Friendship/Romance - Chapters: 5 - Words: 25,108 - Reviews: 11 - Favs: 4 - Follows: 3 - Updated: 01-07-13 - Published: 01-06-12 - id: 7716019
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My first story! I'm so excited! So this is (as you know) a crossover of Kingdom Hearts and Pokemon. lol
I want all the comments your thinking no matter what okay? If you have anything you think I should add tell me. I'll try and be good about updating, but try and keep in mind I have school work to do too.
So without further adue, here's A Life Worth Living
Chapter One: Unexpected Occurrences
"The unexpected and the strange, somehow always have a way of finding you. I guess you just have to deal with it when it does." Entry 26
The cold air sent shivers down my back as I waited for the train to come. I was heading home from school that day, when one of the girls form my class caught me off guard. She had drifted off during an "important lecture" and asked if she could copy my notes down and give them back tomorrow. I have a hard time saying no to people so I didn't really give it a second thought as to how it would affect my learning. I had to dig for them out of my school bag, which was never organized. How many times had I told myself I would straighten it out?
She seemed grateful that I had given her the notes, but didn't say anything. She just walked away with a smile on her face. Glad I could be of service, I thought. That's what I felt like a lot; Melody Black, the school servant. But then again, tenth graders were rude like that. I was part of the maybe dozen kids or so, who weren't. No one expected us to form a clique or speak out against any of the already formed ones. This isolation put us at an advantage. No one tried to communicate with us. If they did, the members in their clique would probably harass us. That happened to one boy in my neighboring class last year. A cheerleader was flirting with him during study hall. When the jocks, who normally dated the cheerleaders, found out about it, they planned to jump the poor kid after school the following day. The boy ended up with a fractured tailbone, third degree burns on his left arm, and three broken ribs. He missed half of the school year going in and out of the hospital.
As I walked down the stairs to catch the bus to my street, I saw the Principal wave to the bus driver at the head of the line to pull out. I raced as fast as I could manage to catch up before my bus pulled out, but I am literally the most, slowest person you could ever meet. I missed the bus by a full twenty seconds. The Principal looked at me with an expression of pity. Oh well. Trains are my second most favorite means of transportation- if you ruled out walking.
The walk to the train station was only about ten minutes, but the waiting was another story entirely. It was only fall, yet the temperature felt like winter to me. I was probably catching a cold with all the running around I was doing lately. However, if I got sick nothing would be done around the house.
I lived with my parents who worked well paying jobs. Those jobs let me have more material things than most families could afford. They also kept my parents away from me. I would get up at seven o' clock every day and go to school before anyone else was awake. My mother would take my sister, Serene, to school and pick her up at two. Therefore, she spent the majority of the day with her. She gets to play around in her office every day. My father and mother would take my sister and eat out half of the time before they came home. That left me to fend for myself at night. When they finally did decide to come home, I was always asleep. There have been rare nights when I'm still awake cleaning up and they pop in a little earlier than usual. Those nights there is never anything to talk about so I just go to my room and make sure my things are set for the next day.
Today left me feeling a little lonely though. My parents were both out on business trips. They wouldn't be back for at least three days. My mother was going to take my sister with her. She "said" she would call me. So far, she's managed to get a single text message through. I couldn't blame her. She was just a busy person.
I stood at the station off to one side waiting for the number ten southbound. Since I had next to no friends, I didn't complain when some girl stood next to me, talking on her cell phone to her boyfriend. She had to be about my age, but for a fourteen year old, she sure had a mouth on her. She got on the eight southbound and I was once again left alone.
No one can afford to hitch a ride on the train to the tenth base where I take residence in a practically abandoned house. Those who can afford the ride generally own a car. When I was one of the last three people left in the station, I wasn't surprised. I wouldn't have been surprised if I was the only one left. Our base was the last one so no one from other bases was there either. Bases were gatherings of small houses in reserved areas. There were ten altogether. One was the most populated. Ten was the least. My parents could probably relocate to a better base, but they insist that it's easier to maintain a house in the tenth base. I think it's only because the more decent the base is where you live, the more you'd have to pay for everyday necessities.
I pulled my jacket as tight as I could make it. The temperature seemed to have dropped at least another ten degrees. It could start snowing any minute and not have an effect on me. It was late November and we still hadn't any. I was glad too. Snowy weather did do me any good. I focused on the train coming down the track toward us. It was at least a quarter mile away when it somehow stalled on the bridge. We, being the two others from base ten and I, stared at the stalled out train hoping it was just a momentary delay. I figured they would get it back moving in a little bit. Then I notice the wheels. They were still moving! How could the train be stationary if the wheels were turning full throttle.
Without warning, a gush of cold air blew at us from all directions at once. My jacket witch had kept the majority of my body warm was now, without my control, wide open inviting every drop of cold air to settle on my exposed skin. A meter away or so, a giant hole appeared in the middle of the station. I backed away cautiously not wanting to fall in of anything. Suddenly these blackened creatures with bright yellow eyes, started climbing their way out of the hole. There had to be fifty of them. The two who hadn't had the wits to move away when the hole appeared, were now running away in panic. They didn't get far before the creatures pounced on them. Whatever happened to them I don't know, because the next second I was running full speed away from them. When I did glimpse back at where the people were, I almost fell on my face. I thought I was slow earlier that day. Now it seemed as if I'd been practicing for a track meet.
Even though I was extremely careful about where I placed my feet, I still managed to fall on my face. I hit my head hard on the cement. Now the black creatures were gaining on me. In seconds, they would be upon me. I couldn't move anymore. My legs were paralyzed. I was paralyzed. I closed my eyes and counted in my head. One…Two…Three…Four…Five…Six…Wait! I estimated about two. Something was wrong. Those creatures had only been about ten feet away.
I peeked through narrow eyes to see someone standing before me. He was of medium height and had a graceful posture. The hood on his black jacket covered his head. When he turned and removed the hood from his head to look at me, my breath caught in my throat. He was gorgeous. I stared as his fiery-red hair, which draped over his deep blue eyes, blew in the gentle breeze. He had a worried-yet-stern look on his face, and his eyes made him look serene. He had to be about my age.
I looked behind him to where the creatures were ready to descend, and found nothing. The boy extended his hand to me. It was an offer to help me off the ground. I hesitantly took the offer. When I was standing, I backed away slightly. I wasn't going to underestimate him-even if he did save my life. Then it occurred to me. He saved me from those things! I had no actual evidence that he did, but he was the only one here now. The two people who were with me at the station weren't. Those black creatures weren't. The only person here was this mysterious boy. Besides, I doubt those things would stop to consider if he was worth attacking or not.
"Thank you." I said. He looked at me with worry in his eyes. Who is this boy, I thought to myself. He didn't look the least bit familiar. I knew almost every face in school and an approximate one-mile radius from it. I'd never seen his before.
"You should be more careful around here," he replied, "especially when it's almost dark out. There could be perverts lurking around the corner. You know what I mean?" I did know what he meant. It was dangerous for a girl my age to be about by herself at this time in the central base area. (It wasn't really a base. It was more like a city where you could buy things you couldn't get in regular bases.) The central base area was notorious for an ongoing of serious crimes lately. No one came here without at least another two people with him or her. Anyone could be caught up in gang activity or drug raids. Compared to this place, the tenth base seemed almost middle-class.
"Yeah, thanks." I agreed. "What were those things?" I asked him remembering the blackened creatures.
"What things?" he asked this as if he didn't know to what I was referring. "Those creatures you saved me from." I told him. Maybe he thought I had meant thank you for helping me up. "I mean the black things that were chasing me."
"Maybe you hit your head a little too hard when you fell." He turned to walk away. I can't let him leave yet, I told myself.
"Wait!" I shouted taking a step toward him. My balance was off, though, and I ended up falling again. The boy grabbed my arm before I could hit the ground. He steadied me in front of him.
"Maybe I should take you home." He looked me in the eye. I could tell he was serious. I nodded and we made our way to the station just as the train was pulling in. "This is your train right?" I made out the number ten on the front of it and nodded again.
"You live in the tenth base too?" I asked him.
He shook his head. "I'm just visiting family. I got here a little early though. I decided to make a surprise visit yesterday but no one was home." He took a piece of paper out of his pocket and handed it to me for a closer look. It was a brochure of a nearby hotel. "I've been staying here for the past twenty-four hours."
We boarded the train and took a seat toward the back. There was a receipt folded into it. I looked at the price he paid for the room and compared it to the price on the brochure.
"They got you out of an extra fifty bucks." I told him casually.
He snatched the papers from my hand and stared at it intently. "Where?" he asked alarmed. I pointed to the price on the brochure. It was for one of the fancy comfort rooms. They run up to forty dollars a night. However, he paid a full ninety.
He sighed and slouched back into his seat. He knew there was nothing he could do about it now. "I thought something was off about their pricing." I let out a soft chuckle. That was something I rarely did. He looked at me and smiled. His stern expression disappeared and a soft, gentle one replaced it. I held out my hand to him.
"I'm Melody." He took my hand and gently shook it.
"I'm Darius." He dropped my hand and looked out the window He seemed to have something on his mind, now. We had just started moving.
"I have a question." I blurted out. He looked at me suspiciously. "When you found me on the ground," I started. "Did you see anything weird?"
"You mean as in black creatures chasing you?" I nodded. "No. When I saw you, you were on the ground with your eyes pinched shut. Honestly I-." He cut off mid-sentence. The blush on his cheeks was unmistakable embarrassment.
I looked at him sideways. "Honestly you...?"
He thought about it carefully before continuing. "I thought some pigs had left you there." He chose his words carefully, too, trying not to offend me. Nevertheless, I knew what he meant. He thought some worthless men had attacked a poor defenseless girl and ran off. This did offend me. Just because I'm a girl doesn't mean I can't defend myself. I held in any objections I might have, though. I didn't want to start any arguments.
"But you were looking away from me when I opened my eyes." I thought he had fought off the creatures. "And what about the other two people who were at the station with me?" I knew, for certain, there were people there.
"I was looking to see if I could find someone nearby to accuse. And there was no one else at the station with you; or at least not when I arrived anyway." I couldn't believe it. There was no way I could have imagined the whole thing. The people who were waiting with me; the giant whole in the ground appearing out of nowhere; those blackened creatures crawling out of it; hollow, yellow eyes, waiting for me to trip and fall. How could any of it be my imagination?
We sat in silence for the rest of the ride. It took only twenty minutes to get to base ten. Once there we were directed to the main square where we had to show these officers, called Monitors, our ID's. They had to put a stamp in Darius's since he was just visiting.
I lived on the fifth street over. It was covered in trees and a decent looking drive. The people who lived on this street had to have money to stay there. I found out that the place Darius was headed was only about five houses down. Since it was, he walked me all the way to the front door. I unlocked the door and was about to head in when he grabbed my hand. He was now wearing a look of pure panic.
"You're here by yourself aren't you?" He was looking at the windows of my house. They were still dark. No one had turned them on all day. Even if my parents weren't away on business they'd still be off right now.
I yanked my hand away from him. "I'll be fine. It's not like I haven't been home alone before." In fact, I'm home alone quite often. I practically live alone.
"I want to know you're safe though." He sounded completely sincere.
"Here," I said pulling out a pen. "This is my cell and home phone number." I wrote down the fourteen digits and signed my name underneath it. "Now if you get really worried you can just call to check up on me. Okay?"
"Okay." He agreed.
"Jeez. I've never had this much fuss over me before. Not even by my own parents." He looked even more concerned now. "You better get going now. It's going to get cold." He nodded and took off down the street. I went inside to warm up. I had a lot of homework to do too.
I went to my room to change out of my uniform. I had a hard time unfastening the knot on my tie. They were unnecessarily complicated to wear. Most of the kids wore clip on tie so they didn't have to hassle with tying and untying. My mother promised to buy one for me next week. I threw on a pair of sweats and a slightly baggy T-shirt. When I was done changing, I started some dinner. I placed a pot of water over the fire just as the phone rang. I was going to ignore it but I thought it might be my mother.
"Hello?" I spoke into the phone.
"Hey. I was just calling to check up on you. Is everything alright?" Darius's voice asked earnestly.
"You just left ten minutes ago." I said firmly. "I doubt much would have happened."
"Yeah, I guess you're right. Hey, listen. The people I'm supposed to stay with aren't back yet. Do you know if there are any hotels around here?"
"Um … Yeah, actually there is." I said. "It's down the street to your left. You can't miss it."
"Okay thanks. I'll call you when I get there." I was about to protest when he hung up. This was going to get annoying. I could feel it. How a fourteen-year-old could rent a hotel room by himself anyway. I guess people just want their money and don't care from who it come from or how they got it.
I put some noodles on to boil and fried some ham to go on top of them. There was still some of my special sauce left in the fridge. By time I was done making my plate, there was still enough food for two more people.
I plopped down on the sofa in the living room with my food and turned to the news. The temperature really had dropped low. Since it was humid this week and now with the plummeting temperature, snow was a given for tonight. That made me a little depressed. I hated snow; the way it made everything icky and slick. There was no news of black creatures attacking anyone, so I decided to block the whole thing from my mind altogether. It had to have been my imagination running wild.
The phone rang again and I just knew it was Darius again. I set my food on the table in front of me and went to answer it. "What do you want this time?" I said rudely.
"If you didn't want me to call you, I wouldn't have bothered," my mother's voice rang though the line.
"Oh, m-mom… I thought you were someone else. I'm sorry."
"It's fine. I should have called you earlier. Have you eaten anything?"
"Yes. I made too much though."
"Don't let it go to waste. I heard it was snowing over there. I talked to Mrs. Yamashita a little while ago and she said it was coming down hard." That was funny. I didn't think it would start snowing until tomorrow or at least late tonight. I walked over to the window and peered outside. It was a blizzard out there.
"She was right. It's still going on right now."
"Okay then. I'm glad you're doing fine. I have to go now, but behave. Remember what I said about the food."
"I will. Don't worry about me."
"Okay then. I love you."
"I love you, too." She hung up and I walked back over to the window. The snow was coming down hard. I noticed a figure running down the street. He must have been insane to be out in that weather. I watched as he passed my house and suddenly stopped. He then made a beeline directly to my door. I saw his face clearly, now that the light from the hallway leading outside illuminated it. I went to open the door for him before he froze to death.
"What are you doing out here?" I asked Darius. Didn't he know this was not the weather to be wandering around outside in?
"I called you and you didn't answer," was his reply. He stood there shivering like Chihuahua. "I thought you might be in trouble." He was barely audible.
I stared at him in silence for a moment before I invited him in. "Come in before you freeze." He looked at me bewildered. Did he not expect this much from me? Did he really think that low of me? He saved my life earlier, no matter what he said. This was the least I could do. "I doubt you actually registered into the hotel," I told him. He shook his head and hung it low. "Well then… I guess you'll just have to stay here for the time being. At least until the snow clears up a little."
He followed me into the living room where my last meal was still waiting. I could still see the steam rising from the dish so I knew it was still hot … or at least warm. I turned to ask if Darius wanted some and instead caught him eying my plate. I went to the kitchen and came back out with big plate of noodles topped with fried ham. I even put a little of the sauce on the side in case he didn't really like it. He did. He even wanted more when he ran out.
When he was done with the food, we sat in front of the television for a while. At least I did. He was reading some book with strange symbols of the cover. Every now and then, I would catch him making markings in it.
By eleven, he looked as if he was going to pass out. I decided it would be a good idea to let him sleep in my parent's room, which was further away than if he slept on the couch. It was weird giving him my father's pajamas to wear. They were too big for him, but they were the only thing I could give him. It was weird watching him. I had just met this boy a few hours ago and now he was sleeping in my parent's bedroom. I knew absolutely nothing about him yet I felt as if I could trust him wholeheartedly. He honestly, he reminded me of a child.
Once he was sleeping, I quickly changed into my pajamas. I didn't like them. They were cold and didn't do well for me on cold nights. If I had the chance, I would make my own line of clothing. However, now the only thing I was "allowed" to do was study and keep up my grades. We wouldn't want to make a bad reputation for myself after my parents had worked so hard for theirs.
I stretched out on my bed and started my homework for the week. It wasn't officially due until Friday, but I liked to get a head start on my work. I could hear Darius in the other room. He wasn't snoring, but his breathing was extremely deep. I tried to figure out how the day had turned out. I'd gone to school; I was taking the bus home; I was saved by Darius; He is now spending the night. My head started to hurt and I gave up on the details.
I fell asleep still thinking about the mysterious boy in the next room over. I needed a plan to deal with him but I was too tired to think about it. I would get my thoughts organized later. I left my door open a crack and climbed into bed. My homework was three quarters of the way done so I didn't have to worry about that minor detail. I drifted off into a dreamless night and didn't waken until morning.
I woke up to the usual television blaring in the living room. I set it up so that it would go as loud as possible at seven every morning. If it didn't I doubt I would ever get to school on time. Moreover, having Darius there made it even more vital that I get up on time. I couldn't leave him by himself that was for sure.
I walked groggily to the TV to turn it down when I noticed Darius sitting on the couch with both of his hands pressing against his ears. He was hunched over with his eyes closed. The television must have woken him up and he couldn't turn it off. I pressed mute on one of the six remote controls and walked over to where he was sitting. I placed my hand on his shoulders and he jumped about three inches into the air. Didn't mean to startle you, I thought,
"Sorry," I told him. "I didn't mean it. I swear."
He shook his head. "No need to apologize. I should have been more alert." That set me back a minute. Why would he need to be alert in my house? I was the one who needed to be more alert. He looked directly at me and I had to catch my breath. He was stunning even in my father's oversized clothes. Even in near darkness. I took in all of what I could see from the light of the television. "Why were you trying to get up so early in the first place?" he asked.
"I need to get ready for school, believe it or not." The reminder of school forced me to look away at the boy and at the TV screen. I still couldn't come to terms with how gorgeous he was.
I focused on the screen and remembered it was still on mute. I turned up the volume and intently studied the screen. Apparently, there was a double murder in the central base area. There wasn't a lot of information available yet. Just that it was a man and woman. They were either dating or married. The commentator mentioned something about it being their anniversary. The deaths didn't faze me. People had been dropping like flies for the past month now. It wasn't hard to believe that these two were in the wrong place at the wrong time.
I didn't have time to feel sorry for the couple because something in the corner of the screen caught my complete attention. The temperature for today was negative thirty-eight degrees! Somehow, the snowstorm that came though during the night left in its wake several feet of snow. I listened to the commentator describe the aftermath. "Three bases have been hit with this epidemic and it is still moving on to further ones. Residences of bases nine and ten are suggested to remain indoors at this time. I repeat; residences of bases nine and ten are suggested to remain indoors at this time." That can't be, I thought to myself. It was clear yesterday. How could so much snow have fallen already?
I raced over to the window to investigate this sudden occurrence. Sure enough, there was at least four feet of snow on the ground. Frankly, it looked as if an army of snowplows dumped all the snow from every base here. However, the weather reporter had mentioned something about three bases having this snow. Darius crept up beside me. I hadn't seen him come and jumped back away from the window.
"It looks bad out there." I told him when I regained my composure. "I think we'll have to stay here today. We would probably freeze if we stepped outside." He nodded and I walked to the TV, pressed a button and watched as the screen went black. I hadn't turned on any lights so the dark from the room overwhelmed us.
"I have to check and see if anyone's home," Darius said. This was not a wise decision. Even the weatherman said to stay indoors.
"I just said we should stay in today." I reminded him.
"But I… I …I have to-"
"You have to nothing. You can call if you're so worried." I tossed him the cordless phone and he fumbled to catch it. "Tell them where you are, that you're okay, and will try and come as soon as possible. They'll understand."
He didn't argue anymore. Instead, he dialed a number and waited for someone to pick up. "Hello?" the voice said on the other end of the line. He must have pressed the speakerphone when he caught it.
"What the-" The surprise on his face was a little amusing. "How do I turn it off?" he asked to himself. He found the speaker phone button and turned away from me. "Yes it's me." He looked back to me with a sorry expression. "I'm actually a lot closer than you think. The snows just got me stranded." He paused to let the other person speak. "I'm about five doors down from you." There was another pause. "Yeah well, unless you postpone it, I can't come back! Do you see how much snow there is out there?" He was upset now. I began to wish he hadn't found that speaker button. Then I would know about what they were talking. "Just about thirty minutes. That gives me time to get over there and get things situated over here." The pause that came was even longer than the other ones. "Yes, don't worry. No one knows. I'll be there soon."
"Are you in trouble?" I asked as he hung up.
"No. I just need to get going soon." He looked back out the window. "The snow will stop soon. When it does, I need to leave." His face was serious.
"Fine, but if you freeze to death, it won't be my fault," I told him. He shrugged and sat on the couch again. I decided I couldn't make him stay. Besides, his face told me that his leaving was of an urgent matter.
We waited for about twenty minutes before the snow calmed down. In the meantime, we ate breakfast and watched a little TV. Actually, I questioned him the whole time and missed the first half of the show. When it was time for him to go, I was regretting that I didn't ask any important questions. So far, all I knew was that his family was from a different country. They came to base ten to start small, even though they all had well-paying jobs. He wasn't enrolled in school yet. That was why I didn't recognize him before. If he did come to school soon, I figured we could be good friends.
I gave him my father's old winter jacket to wear over his black coat. It would keep him warm at least. He opened the door and gave a shudder at all the snow. "I'll be off then," he said giving a small sigh. I watched as he slowly stepped into the snow. His foot sank about three feet before he touched the cement. That included the foot of ledge used to get into the house itself. He shivered and looked at me. "It's so cold," he remarked laughing.
I smiled and he held out his hand. I took it without hesitation, though I should have. He wrapped his fingers around my hand and hoisted himself back onto the step. We were close. I turned to give him room, but as I did, something warm touched my cheek. Out of the corner of my eye I could see him pulling away to step back into the snow. The blush filled my cheek uncontrollably. I couldn't even speak to protest about personal space. He ran a few yards away waving to me. The blush was just as clear on his face as I knew it was on mine.
I watched, still wide eyed, as he disappeared into the neighboring house. Even after five minutes had passed, I was still standing there in awe. "He kissed me," I finally managed to utter. The shock on my face was being replaced by a genuine smile, one that rarely surfaced. I looked up to the sky. The snow had started falling again. I'd seen it hundreds of times before; the white, fluffy, cold clumps that fell to the earth. I'd never been particularly fond of snow; however, watching it at that moment seemed to stir something inside of me. For the first time in my life, I actually appreciated the stuff. I still hated it, but I now appreciated the time it gave me with the boy; and I couldn't wait for it to melt so I could see him again.
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