Kayea slowly opens her eyes. The bright rays of the sun forced her to close them again. The events that happened last night are still foggy in her memory. There was a man. Not just any man, he had deep red eyes and was freakishly strong. That's not normal. No way is that normal.
"Oh! You're awake!" Hiding behind a tree is a boy around Kayea's age. He has rosie red hair and deep blue eyes that have a slight pink to them. He walks over to Kayea, a fruit in his hands, "Here, I figured you might be hungry." Kayea stares at the fruit being held out to her, "It's an apple, you like apples right?" With a small nod, she grabs the apple.
The place is beautiful. There's a large field with dozens of flowers and wheat even. The canal runs along the middle of the field, separating it into two. The other side has many hills and few trees. Whereas this side is mainly flat with tons of trees. This place is so unusual. Nowadays, there aren't many places like this one. Especially not in her small town of Rainsville.
"My name is Flynn! What's your name?!" He shouts with a big smile. Kayea looks at the apple and begins eating it. The fruit is incredibly delicious. Probably the best fruit she's ever had.
"Kayea. Kayea Rykers." She mumbles. Flynn falls backwards onto the blanket, his hands resting behind his head. His gaze shifts to the sky. It looks like an endless ocean up there.
"There you are, Flynn!" Flynn sits up with a sparkle in his eyes. An old man walks over to the two, he has a large white beard and a farmer's hat. The man sits down across from Flynn and Kayea.
"Grandpa!!" Flynn shouts happily, "This is Kayea! My new friend!" Kayea frowns, a new friend? Since when did they become friends? The old man laughs and rubs his beard gently.
"That's good, Flynn. I'm glad you can make some friends. Miss Kayea, could you tell me why you were floating down the river?" Kayea doesn't respond straight away. Her gaze fixated on the dandelions surrounding the blanket. She reaches over and picks one from its stem. The small yellow petals holding tight to its base. The red eyes of the man from before appear in her mind. But so do the blue eyes that belong to her.
Maybe it's best if she keeps it to herself.
"I...um...I ran away from home," She mutters. She had left Mai and Benny and even Mary back home. Mai and Mary can surely take care of themselves.
But what about Benny? He can't go home, not with Joe in jail. And Mary isn't in any position to care for him. Kayea can't rely on Mai to care for Benny either. She's got a life to live and no way can she drop Benny on Mai's mother. Kayea rubs her eyes and sighs gently.
"My mother died when I was born and I don't know my father. Joe and Mary took me in and raised me when no one else wanted to. Things just got bad I guess. Joe lost his job and his mother passed away, and Mary had Benny, and also lost her job. It was just too much." No one talks for a short while.
"Kayea, do you want to hear my thoughts on the situation? Although I'm sure you already know what I am about to say," Kayea nods her head slowly. Flynn is staring at the sky. He doesn't look like he's paying much attention, "Go home, my dear. I know life is difficult. I know the feeling of being overwhelmed and believing that there isn't anything you can do."
She drops her head and fidgets with her hair. How is she supposed to go home when her life is ruined all because of Drunk Joe?
"Believe me, Kayea." He places a gentle hand on her head. "Although it may seem like the end of the world, I promise you it is only the beginning." The old man's eyes sparkle with a look of marvel as he scans Kayea's eyes as if he's looking for something.
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DEMI-GOD: The Lost
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