First fan fiction ever! Hope its good! Please comment with some constructive criticism thanks!

Chapter 1: Wounded

All was quiet except for the occasional hooting of a nearby owl. Snow fell from smoke- colored clouds to the ground below. The only light was a slightly covered moon and stars. A blanket of snow enveloped the ground in white beauty. Because of unknown enemies, the team had decided it would be best to fly in the day, and rest and land at night. Everyone was asleep, except one... Kai. His auburn eyes glowed in the darkness like a silent flame flickering at night. He could not sleep. His fellow brothers had done so hours before. He checked his watch 3:42 A.M. He groaned as he thought to himself,

God! I'm so bored! Why can't I sleep?

He slowly stood up to step off of his bed only to remember he slept on the top bunk. He waved his arms in the air frantically trying to regain his balance (only to fail) He fell of his bed with a rather large THUMP! He groaned rubbing the back of his head. Jay shifted in his sleep and mumbled "Go back to sleep".

I would if I could even go to sleep in the first place!

he wanted to yell back, but he stopped himself.

No use waking up the others for no reason

he thought. As he slowly pulled himself off the floor trying not to wake the others silently and skillfully slid out of the room without a sound. He walked to the kitchen in search of something to eat. Kai opened the fridge only to find 2 pudding cups stacked neatly on the 3rd shelf. He picked them both up to inspect them for names.

Or else I will have to deal with Jay tomorrow.

As he suspected one had JAY written neatly on the lid, bottom, and both sides. He put the pudding cup with JAY back into the fridge, while keeping the other for himself. He silently grabbed a spoon from the drawer and sat down at the table. He opened the pudding cup, and started to eat. Once he was finished, he discarded the empty pudding cup into the trash bin and put the now dirty spoon into the sink. He was still wide-awake. He walked over to the bounty's sliding door, silently slid out, and walked over to the side-railing looking up at the sky. The moon was full. It glowed overhead like a huge flashlight watching all the people below.

Tonight is perfect! I have just enough light to train!

He walked over to the training equipment bin and pulled out a sword. I sparkled in the moonlight almost as bright as one of the sparkling stars overhead. He decided it would be better to just use the old training sword, rather than his favorite one that he used on ALL missions, for he had left it under his bed and did not want to disturb the others more than he already had. He swung the sword at the training dummy. "Take this!" "And this!" "And this!" he muttered under his breath. He took a jump back to avoid the swinging training dummy, slipping on a piece of ice strewn across the deck hitting his head hard as the sword flew out of his hand. He slowly sat up checking for injuries only to wince and notice the blade en-bedded in his left leg. He once again winced as he fell back down.

Calling for help would make me look weak

he thought to himself. So as the foolish boy he is he took the hardest path. He crawled back to the bounty, blood trickling behind him. He finally made it to the deck and crawled into the kitchen (not bothering to close the door) "Where did Jay put that first-aid kit"! he yelled. He used the counter for support as he looked.

It's probably in the bathroom

he thought. He slowly, using the door frame as support limping (or should i say "hopped") to the bathroom. As he neared the bathroom he hurriedly forgot to look where he was going. THUMP! He bumped his foot against the door-frame. Practically biting his lip up trying not to cry out stood still waiting for the sharp pain to go down to a throb. A silent tear escaped the corner of his eye which (of course) he wiped angrily away.

I'm so weak! I'm even crying!

He thought to himself disgusted. He slowly looked down to peer at the damage that he had caused only to notice a small, forming pool of blood. He gasped as he peered behind him. A thin trail of blood led all the way up the long hallway.

I'll clean it up later

he decided. He slowly "hopped" to the bathroom collapsing on the floor. He opened the cabient door finding exacly what he needed. He opened the rather large box and pulled out the guaze and the disenfectint. He got to work. As he desintfected his wound his found it much worse than he thought. It was rather deep and ran all the way from the bottom of his ankle to above his knee. As he finished he slowly wrapping the wound trying to be as gentle as he could. After he was satisfied with his work he put the remaining contents back in the box and stood up using the counter. As if on cue, when he stood up he heard a strange noise. It.. was... laughter.. Not the kind of laughter a small child would use, or the kind of laughter Jay would use after telling an awkward joke, but a dark laughter. EVIL laughter. Kai shuddered then froze.

The door...

he thought.

I didn't close it

No sooner had the words run threw his mind then he felt hot breath on the back of his neck and a cloth pressed up against his mouth. "HELP ME!" he tried to yell, only for a small, muffled groan to come out. He struggled trying to kick the intruder ignoring his injured leg. He missed kicking the wall with a loud THUMP. Then everything faded to black as he passed out.

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