Some time ago, a girl by the age of 8 years of age was out at a late time after dark. This was against her parents rules, and yet she had made an exception. She was playing her in neighborhood park, using her eyes to meet a perfect hiding spot. This special little girl was born with a gift to notice the unnoticed and to read into people's stories. Her beautiful one of a kind eyes are said to peer into ones very soul and take out what she needs. This girl was only trying to play on this very night. Never had she imagined, when hiding in a dark oak tree, would she be taken into the grasps of a stranger, into hands that wouldn't let her go no matter how much she struggled. She screams, muffed by a large hand. And there, at that very moment, was when she was taken into the darkness and was never heard. That is when her life took a dark turn.
She was taken into the basement of this stranger, practically thrown in, and shut in on the dark forces. She couldn't see and she was scared, no matter how much this eight year old cried or screamed, it wasn't enough. Nothing was enough. That first night spent in the hell hole, was one that she was never going to forget for the rest of her life. The dark kept her cloaked and away from help, there was no light for her to see. She couldn't even see herself.
The next morning or so, the stranger came back into the basement with a weapon known as a gun. He instructed the girl to tell him everything about her, including where she lived and how much money her parents with held. The man was is a rush, in a hurry. He wanted to get the money and get out of here. So that one day he bright the girl up into the living room of his house, tied to a chair. With that he dialed his phone number to the girl's parents. But the call never got threw. Because of a girl's talent. The eight year old was able to get the mans address. he wasn't happy about that. This man was stressed. All her wanted was money. But he couldn't let this girl go. Not unless he got enough money. So that night he punished the eight year old, hitting her, kicking her, throwing her, just until his anger was out. Then she was put back into the basement
Once being put back down there for a week, the girl tried her best to adapt to the situation. Being a little girl she chose a spot to sleep every night. Her voice was rasp, her eyes had ran out of tear and she was always hungry. But at the end of that week. It was the girl's eyes that doomed her. Because she had found out that the spot where she had slept, was stacked right against a pile of dead bodies. One of an older women, and one of a son that looked the age of 14. That is what truly scared the child. If she had not have seen that she would have maybe made it out with just a speck of sanity. But these bodies effected this child.
The girl stayed in that basement, day after days. finally earning the right to food privileges from the man. But the food he gave her was nothing but left overs from messed up meals of even rotting food from the fridge. As the days went past the man got meaner and more evil. He stopped caring about how to escape and he rose the fee for the girls escape as the weeks continued. The bodies in the basement continued to grow a horrible Oder, scaring the child even more each day. And he even started hitting her and abusing her.
That's until a day came where the police busted threw the door of the mans house. Many men in both black and blue suits rushed in and arrested the man on the spot. Finding the girl in the basement that found this girl skinny to the bone, they found her eyes bloodshot and red, and her skin pale and shaking a mile a minute.
They sent her straight to the hospital. Where she was put on treatment. The doctors had said that if it were a couple more weeks she would have been dead. This girl was forced to eat 5 meals a day in the hospital, the nurses made her exercise everyday after two weeks in the hospital, building up her muscles. She also had therapy With a psychologist 3 times a day as well. Until she was released out of the hospital two months later. She still had therapy for a while and she still didn't speak to anyone. She was so closed up from everybody. Even her best friends who tried to get close to her again, couldn't go near her. She spent most of her days in her room, closed up. Until her brother had introduced her into gaming. This girl turned her talents into a skill, and sucked her whole mind into gaming. And it seemed to help her so much. It helped build her personality once again. That's until the trial of the cruel man came. The girl had to go and state her claim of course but she was only instructed to stay for that one part of it. She had explained to the judge all the H's had done to her and how she was able to finally stand up for herself again. She made a mistake stating that the reason she was no longer suffering from depression, was because she had started playing video games. The reason it was a mistake was because after the trial, when she had stayed late, waiting for her lawyer to instruct her home, she happened to cross the path of the cruel man. He was in cuff, and two police were at his side, but the police weren't paying attention because when the two slipped by he casually whispered something into the girls ear before the police hit him on the head and showed themselves out."Haha. Stupid little girl. Ou should know something before you go on and vouch it as your hero...
There is no magic in games."
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There's No Magic in Games (SAO Fanfic) [In Editing}
Fanfiction~{Book 1 in the Magic in Games Series}~ "There's no Magic in Games." Those five simple words, that would normally have no effect on other people, can make the one Sasaki Orito's mind crumble and shake in fear. Coming from a terrible past, Sas...