text: [Themes: fan fiction, serious, RPG]
  
  Character Information:
  
  Aliclair:
  
  Gender: Male
  
  Shade: Dark
  
  Age: 23 (21 in game)
  
  Height: 6'
  
  Hobbies: flirt with pretty girls, attempt to impress his father
  
  Likes: younger girls
  
  Dislikes: His younger sister, being alone, being under appreciated
  
  Aliclair's father, malachi, cheated on his mother, raping some Light girl. As a result twins were born. They were sent to the orphange to be raised with no parents. When malachi's wife found out she threw a fit out of rage and despair of being betrayed. Malachi left home, seeing no more reason to live with his wife any more. Aliclair lived with his mother for some time. He seemed to be just a nuisance to her. He would sit on the window sill and fantasize of his father coming home. Eventually her mother found someone new. She had aliclair sent to an orphanage because he reminded her of her past husband. Aliclair knew it made her sick to look at his face. So at seven years old her went to live in the orphanage with his twin half sisters. They hated eachother from the moment they met. Liora was the daring, violent one. She would always tease Aliclair and cause trouble for him. Nyx was the softer one, who had more qualities of her mother, a light. She often would be the one to calm the fights between liora and aliclair. One day Nyx was taken from the orphanage, no one really knows the reasons except for the orphanage keeperwho sold nyx to the men. At least that was what was assumed. Liora was in despair, and eventually ran away from the orphange. Aliclair grew up and was reunited with his father, and joined his father in a new research; a disease that will eliminate the lights.
  
  Kyoko:
  
  Gender: Female
  
  Shade: Dark
  
  Age: 17 (15 in game)
  
  Height: 4'10
  
  Birthday: January 13th
  
  Hobbies: Take baths, cut up stuffed animals, eat apples
  
  Likes: apples, dark colors, getting her way/everything she wants
  
  Dislikes: Lights, when people tell her no
  
  Personality: Fiery, bossy, rude, stubborn, manipulative
  
  Extra:
  
  -Kyoko has a very strong hatred for lights, and shows it through her words and actions. Because of this she also despises darks who act like lights, this even disgusts her more. She believes that darks with soft, kind personalities are pathetic, weak, and worthless. Darks like this are "not true darks" according to her.
  
  -Her greatest fear is being alone. She hates it. She will cry, on the rare occasions she does, if she is feeling like she is about to be left alone or she already is.
  
  Eversince kyoko was little she always had a very obnoxious and sharp personality. Kyoko's parents were brutally murdered by thieves when she was eleven, all though she didn't really care since she hated her parents anyway. She had no place to stay and her only family left alive was her uncle. She took care for him, making his food and cleaning the house. She only did it because he threatened her to. Multiple times in the years she lived there he raped her, and always looked at her like food. When she was 13 she decided she had enough of being abused by her uncle and ran away, even though she had no place to go. She always hated herself for not being strong enough to defend herself from her uncle, from her parents murderers, from everyone who had ever had power over her. After years of living in the streets of Shadowdale she grew stronger, became bolder, and eventually was feared by anyone who ever challenged her. When she was 14 and still new at the street life she was trying to steal some money from some drunkards who had dropped wads of money on the ground. She got caught and they beat her harshly shouting, but kyoko continued to clutch the money. When she was laying helplessly on the ground she braced herself for another kick, but it didn't come. She looked up to see the back of a girl with teal hair, beating the drunkards and stuffing money in her pockets. When the drunkards had left the teal haired girl turned and looked down at her, outstretched hand. Kyoko blinked, surprised. She took the girl's hand and stood up. The girl looked older than her. "Thanks..." Kyoko mumbled, embarrassed she couldn't defend herself again. "Don't thank me, I just wanted the money." The girl said. Kyoko stared at the ground, ashamed. The teal haired girl smirked, and started to leave when kyoko reached out and grabbed her sleeve, the girl turned and looked at her annoyed. "Can you...teach me how to fight like that?" Kyoko said, determination in her eyes. "You pick it up the longer you live here." The girl said and tried to pull away. "What's your name?" Kyoko asked. The teal haired girl stared at kyoko, sending chills down kyoko's back. It was silent, kyoko let go of the girl's sleeve realizing she wasn't going to get an answer. The teal hair girl smirked again and just before she headed away she said, "I'm Liora." Then she was gone. The teal haired girl inspired her to learn to fight. Kyoko learned how to become manipulative, doing anything to save herself, even murder. She taught herself how to fight and became incredibly skilled in self defense and martial arts. She was very strong and powerful both physically and in personality. Her personality became cold and harsh. The green haired girl always remained in her heart, becoming Kyoko's hero. Kyoko used the gangs of darks from the slums to get things, though betraying them after they'd served their purpose to her. When kyoko was 15 she met Aliclair who took her in off the streets to live with him. For the first time in years kyoko let someone else have power over her. He gave her shelter, she gave him herself. She gave him her everything. To kyoko it could've been love, could've. She had nothing else to compare it to know. She gave herself to him. She was satisfied with her life, for the moment at least.
  
  This is a flashback, or prequel, to a developed story used in a roleplay game. The characters used in this story are from that game. THIS STORY IS JUST AN ADD ON TO THE ORIGINAL STORY OF THE GAME.
  
  You can join the game on deviantart.com and create a character for the group. This is just a "fanfic" I'm writing of my character and a friend's character from a game.
  
  Aliclair belongs to my friend Skyler from deviantart.com
  
  The original story these characters are from is a private story written between skyler, me, and a few others. I made this story for us to read and play through.
  
  Note that this is not the full story, it is a past event in relation to the time of place in the Shaded Satin game.
  
  The setting for this story takes place in Shadowdale Sanctuary.
  
  This game, or story, is a prequel to the original story of Shaded Satin. This is happening in the past, before the actual story takes place.
  
  This game has multiple pathways, so there are things that will vary from the original story, and original prequel.
  
  The original prequel is linked in the description of this game.
  
  > play game as Kyoko
  Kyoko laughed, that cold, insane, cruel laugh of hers. "How...interestting..." she rested on her palm, leaning foreword towards the man she was talking to. She sat on a stool behind the long black marble counter. Kyoko had come to this club hoping to steal some quick cash off these drunkards. The man she was talking to was a boy around 19, a couple years older than her, as Kyoko was 15. Kyoko moved herself onto his lap, draping one of her arms around his neck and placing her other hand on his chest. "That's really amazing how you took out a whole gang!" she complemented, moving her hand around the boys back and leaning in for a kiss while trying to take his wallet without him noticing. The older boy pulled her in with pleasure, knocking her hand away from his pocket. Ugh, just get this over with! She thought frustratedly moving her hand back to his pocket. "Mhmm" the boy moaned, pulling away slightly, "Something wrong, hun?" he asked breathing deeply. "No! Of course not!" kyoko smiled, "Just one more time." she kissed him again, taking his wallet successfully and slipping it into her own back pocket. Kyoko pulled away, looking at him with disgust as she jumped off his lap at started walking away. She smirked, amused by the boys confusion. "men." she muttered to herself, sighing. Suddenly a hand grabbed her wrist harshly, causing her to stumble back a couple steps. "YA?! What the heck?!" she snapped angrily at the man who'd grabbed her. He stood tall, blue eyes and silky black hair, a smug look on his face. Kyoko tried to pull her arm away, but his grip was tight. The man leaned in, bending down to her height and looking her in the eyes, remaining his grip on her arm. "Get you're filthy hands off of me you pervert. I didn't give you permission to touch me!" she snarled.
  
  "You're cute," he smirked, "But you're a dirty, lying fox." his voice suddenly changed to a harsh cold tone, sending chills down her spine. Kyoko looked into his eyes in confusion and annoyance. "So what if I am." she replied, tilting her head back slightly and looking at him with a mischievous smile. The man reached behind her, pulling out the wallet she'd stolen and waving it tauntingly in her face. "You interest me." he said, his voice low, seducing. Kyoko looked at the wallet, a shocked look on her face. Though her expression quickly became sour, "Give that back!" she snarled harshly, grabbing desperately for the wallet with her free hand, but he held it above her head, he was much too tall and she couldn't reach it. "I need that!" she yelled angrily, attempting to pull her arm away. The man laughed at her, finding her struggle entertaining.
  
  That's it. this man annoyed her. No, he was much worse than that. She decided she hated him. Biting down as hard as she could, she bit the arm he held her with. The man glared, twisting her arm behind her back painfully. "A-ah....Ah!" she whined, wincing at the pain. He would break her arm, she was sure of it.
  
  "If you come with me you'll never have to steal again." He whispered in her ear, his voice enticing, alluring. It got kyoko's attention. "W-what do you mean..." she asked nervously. This man sort of intimidated her. He let go of her arm, beginning to walk away. "Think about it." he smirked, disappearing into the crowd leaving kyoko staring after him in a confused daze.
  
  > Not sure, going to think about it
  After that she just wasn't really in the mood to steal anymore. She sat at the end of the counter, resting on her folded arms and thinking about what that man had said. "It would be nice...to never have to steal again...." she whispered to herself. sliding her finger around in circles on the counter, but that was a fantasy.
  
  It could never happen.
  
  She was a young girl of only the age of 15 and already she had lived a painful, hard life. Kyoko placed her hand on her neck, rubbing it. Her uncle had caught her near his mansion, and he'd strangled her. Luckily she got away, because he would have killed her if she hadn't. He had left a painful bruise. Why was she there? She hated that place. She hated her uncle. Yet sometimes she found herself staring at the mansion blankly, hiding a distance away. Kyoko buried her head in her arms, "Ahh I'm so dumb." she sighed closing her eyes.
  
  "Decide?" a familiar voice asked nonchalantly. Kyoko looked up, startled. She looked away her expression pained. "I...I don't know..." She rubbed at her neck some more.
  
  "Where did you get this?" the man lifted her hair off her neck, observing her bruises, concerned.
  
  "D-don't!" she shouted angrily, hitting his hand away and covering the bruise with her hand and looking away. The man could tell she'd been through a lot.
  
  "Tell you what, come with me for one night and then decide." The man undid one of her pigtails, twirling her hair around in his fingers. Kyoko was silent, thinking about what she should do. To her own surprise, Kyoko nodded, not saying anything. The man smiled, taking her hand, "I'm aliclair."
  
  > go with him
  Aliclair led her to his home, which to her interest was a mansion. They left the club in a limousine, the neon lights of the city illuminating the road before them. Kyoko had to admit, she was nervous. She didn't know this person, usually she would've bluntly declined him and ran away, but this man was different, the fact that she had gone with him unsettled her. She didn't trust anyone, she never trusted anyone. Inside the mansion was dark, yet gorgeous. He was wealthy, the mansion was immensely larger and much more well kept than her uncle's mansion. She had this urge to steal everything, it would be worth so much on the black market. She could be set for at least a couple years. Her mind was spinning with plans to steal.
  
  "This way." the man led her up the stairs and turned into his bedroom. Kyoko stopped in her tracks when she saw the bed. No, no she wasn't going to do this. She knew what he wanted, Her mind whirled with thoughts of her uncle on top of her, her screams echoing through the night.
  
  "It's alright." she assured her, coaxing her onto the bed. Kyoko gulped, nervous knots tied in her stomach. "One night. Then you can leave, unless you'd rather..." he ran his hand down her arm, "Return to your old life of thievery."
  
  "I don't want to do that." kyoko responded almost instantly. "Well then..." he patted the bed. Kyoko sighed, laying down on the bed. Aliclair moved on top of her, looking into her nervous eyes. "You're cute." Aliclair smiled wickedly, tilting his head to the side slightly. He pressed his lips to hers, kissing her passionately, undoing her other ponytail and tangling his hands in her hair.
  
  "Stay with me."
  
  > Second thoughts?
  It was late into the night, aliclair held kyoko in his arms as they lay side by side. "We can't do this." kyoko said in an almost emotionless voice.
  
  "why?" he asked, hugging her tightly.
  
  "I'm 15." Kyoko stared out the window from where she lay on her side in aliclair's arms. The city lights below them seeming to stretch out forever, but the sky was so empty. Only a few stars twinkled dimly.
  
  "I'm 21." aliclair ran his thumb along the back of her hand, fascinated by how small she was.
  
  "That's why."
  
  "Its only 6 years, besides you seem like you've done this before." He slid his hand under her shirt, feeling the bare skin of her stomach.
  
  His words made her cringe, a twinge of anger twisted with regret tugged at her chest.
  
  > stay with him
  It was silent. The quiet was calm, peaceful, yet suffocating. Silent tears ran down kyoko's face, "I don't want to go back to my old life."
  
  "Then don't" He said soothingly, smelling her hair. Kyoko rolled over to her other side, burying her head into his chest. "I want someone to save me!" her voice muffled. He drew his arms up around her, stroking her head caressingly. "Allright. I'll save you. I promise you'll never be sad again. You'll never go back to your old life. You can start a new with me." He rocked her gently, holding her small frame with care. Kyoko cried, feeling relief rush over her. How she'd always longed to hear those words, how she'd prayed hoping she'd hear them, and he had said them to her. He meant it, and she knew it.
  
  "Aliclair?"
  
  Yes?"
  
  "Thank you."
  
  A small smile rested on his lips as she thanked him. "Sh, don't cry." he rubbed her back soothingly as she sniffled, crying into his chest.
  
  "You're ugly when you cry."
  
  Kyoko had cried herself to sleep eventually.
  
  > Promise
  Morning came, broken sunlight dimmed by the black clouds in the sky peeked through the curtains of the window. Kyoko rolled over onto her back, her ebony black hair beautifully spread out beneath her. Kyoko opened her eyes slowly, staring at the ceiling. She lay there on the bed emotionlessly, still dazed from her sleep. She wore nothing but a light weight transparent tang top which had been pushed up above her stomach and her under-wear. Aliclair sat on a small sofa at the edge of the room. "Morning." he smiled at her. She turned her head slowly over to the sound of his voice.
  
  "Aliclair?" she said his name, liking the sound of it on her tongue.
  
  "yes?"
  
  Kyoko sat up, swinging her legs off the side of the bed and walking over to aliclair, draping her arms around his neck. "I promise to stay with you. Forever. I give my body and soul to you. Because I can't ever repay you for saving me from the hell I was living, all I can offer you is myself." she tilted her head slightly, their lips inches apart.
  
  "Promise? You promise to be mine, everything about you, you're mine?" He asked her, brushing his face softly against hers, shortening the distance between their lips.
  
  "Promise."
  
  Congratulations! You've just created a...strange.....couple, but a happy one! You've won the game!