What Happened in the Morning...

Trauma at a Young Age

Alice P.O.V

...My full name is Allison Viviana Ramirez and I was born on February 23, 5354 in the Polaris Galaxy. My father was Nathan Ramirez and my mother was Ashley Ramirez. Like most other Lombaxes, I was an only child, or at least I was until I found out my family's old rival, Dr. Nefarious, was able to create an evil clone of me. Her name is Lynsey, and she was positively terrifying: she had blood-red eyes, snow white fur, and hair as black as ebony. She was instructed by Nefarious to destroy us, but went against her nature and committed suicide by crash-landing on an unknown planet.

Besides that drama, I was your typical teenager. My dad was part of the Lombax Praetorian Guard while my mom was a pilot before she became a stay-home-mom when I was born. Yeah, I was your average kid with great parents and good grades or at least that was the case until one night when my life was changed forever. I was about thirteen years old at the time and I had just finished my seventh grade year. To celebrate yet another year, my friends invited me to hang out with them but I declined. I just wanted to stay home and enjoy myself while typing my little FanFiction I've been working on since the beginning of the school year. It was mostly something I did in my spare time or when class was so utterly boring, I couldn't possibly pay attention. I was currently on chapter 8 when suddenly my cell phone rang ( I had a flip phone back then). I checked the caller ID to see it was my friend Alicia. I pick up and what happened next still send shivers up my spine. She spoke in a monotonous tone: "Since you refused to hang out with us, we're going to make you. Unless you decide to come, we'll break into your house and threaten everyone there until you say yes. Maybe even kill someone in the process. If you still say no, then we'll kill you first...." 

I can't remember how many sleepless nights I spent fearing for my life and my parents' lives, checking the windows and locking all the doors, hoping no one will break into my house and threaten my family. It was on the fifth night that my nightmare came true...

It was 1:45 in the morning. I was just starting to doze off when suddenly there was a loud banging on the door.

"Open this door you little freak!" a voice screeched. My face went pale as I recognized the voice. It was Alicia and her clique pounding on my front door. Before they broke the door down, I rushed to my parents' room to try and alert them before a clawed hand grabbed me by the shoulder and rammed me into the wall. As I fell to the ground, I coughed up some blood and tried to scream for help. But nothing came out. Only silence. I started breathing heavily as my vision started fading to black. The last thing I saw was that backstabbing Alicia charging towards the door leading to my parent's room, gun in hand. 'Please,' I pleaded mentally. 'Please Lord, protect my parents. Don't let anything happen to them...'
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4 hours later

I came to my senses about 4 hours later. The hallway was dark and was that blood streaked on the wall? Oh god please no... I stumbled down the hall and pushed open the door, only to see a gory bloodbath. I gasped as I saw a body on the bed and another on the floor. My parents. I started shaking the body on the floor, desperate in trying to revive it. It turned out to by my mother and she woke up, surprised to see me up. As the memories started flooding back in, she started breaking into tears. My own eyes started to water as she pointed to the corpse on the bed. The corpse of my father. I rushed to his side and tried to feel for a pulse. Nothing. His body was cold. He.... he was dead. Tears started to stream down my cheeks as I rubbed his furry hand against my cheek, dissolving into wracking sobs. My mother and I cried for a good five hours, not stopping our mourning until 10 AM. That was when someone knocked on our battered door. My mom looked up, eyes bloodshot and dry from all the tears she shed that night, and slowly stood up. She opened the door to reveal two close friends of my father: Kaden Lode and Alister Azimuth. The two Lombaxes looked solemn as more tears leaked out of her eyes. By this point, I had gotten up and joined my mom at the front door, tears running down my tear-stained cheeks.