The Chaos Chronicles —— Prologue

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MASSIVE TW: Mentions of @buse, d3ath, and a wholatta trauma DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE TRIGGERED BY THIS. I’m srs. Also, preferably age 12/13+ “Sis. I love you. You can do anything, you can be anything you want to be and he can’t do anything about that.” -Unknown, 2012 Pain. That’s all I knew at the moment. Sparks, flashes of light dancing across my skin. Beautiful. Incredibly painful. I nearly lost my breath when it started, and my cries were drowned out by the roar of laughter coming from him and the crackle of the electricity as it spouted from that small box and onto my bare skin. Across the scars from previous nights. The scar from where the taser head was mashed into my arm. The only thing keeping my mind together was her, there, in my brain, like all the other nights like these, though I was not the telepath of the family. I heard her screaming in my mind and could just make out her small, pale form across the room, chained to the wall by her wrists and neck. I smiled weakly at her, her gray eyes glowing dimly in the flashes of light that lit up her face. I knew that once he paused that he would crank it up to 10, and that would be too much for my heart to handle. She seemed to know this too, and screamed louder, pulling against her chains like there was no tomorrow. ‘Not for you, there isn’t,’ a small part of my brain said to itself. Knowing she would hear, I then spoke directly to my little sister’s mind, saying ‘I’m not making it to tomorrow. I need you to be strong for me, ok?’ ‘NO, I felt her mentally shout. IM NOT LEAVING YOU!! You were gonna go into college, remember? You said you would take me with you? You promised we would never have to deal with Dad again!’ ‘I know, sis,’ I spoke softly to her, conjuring an image of her, doing all we dreamed of. ‘But I’m afraid that it’s a bit too late for your old Silvy. But I swear I will always be there. I love you..’ Then he raised the voltage to 11, I felt incredible pain, my heart stopped, and inside me was a burning love for my sister, but inside her I felt something break, get torn, snap, all of those things. A void filled a part of her soul. That was the last thing I sensed. Then the light that was causing the pain disappeared, my pain along with it, only seeing a pale figure in the black. I closed my eyes, an abiding peace I’d never known before filling me, and I let go.