|Chi Background Stories
Author: RanebowStitches PM
What was each character's life like before Chi? Read and find out.Rated: Fiction T - English - Family/Hurt/Comfort - Chapters: 4 - Words: 6,577 - Reviews: 2 - Favs: 2 - Updated: 04-15-09 - Published: 02-05-09 - id: 2631741
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Ok, so all of your peoples who read/ are reading Chi, these will just be like background info on the characters. They will be updated as soon as I think of them... So this is Serena's and Charlie's. Theirs go together because they are bro and sis.. Also, up top is info about them. More for me really...I had trouble remembering what my own characters looked like. XDD
Full name: Charlie Oliver Niph
Current age: 20 Joined age: 15
Hair: Dark brown
Full name: Serena Izzabella Niph
Current age: 19 Joined age: 14
Height: 5'7" ½
Hair: Dark brown, purple
This is their story.
Charlie and Serena Niph were unmistakably brother and sister. They had the same looks, they did the same thing, and even acted the same way. They spent more time with each other then they did any of their friends, and were as close as two bugs in a rug. Sure, they would have their sibling fights, but other then that, their household was nice. Their parents brought in an adequate amount of money, but some was often spent on liquor. No one was perfect.
One evening, Charlie and Serena were lying on separate couches watching TV. Serena twirled a piece of her hair with her finger and sighed.
"I'm bored," Serena said, turning over and falling off the couch.
"That's nice," Charlie never took his eyes off the TV. "Go read a book or something," Serene stuck her tongue out at him. She was about to whine again, when their parents voices drifted down the stairs from their room.
"Charlie. Serena. Come here! We have a surprise for you," Both kids eagerly jumped up and raced for the stairs. At 13 and 12 they both had new video games in mind, or a vacation planned. At the top of the stairs, Charlie pushed Serena down and kept running.
"Hey! Jerk," She shouted back at him. He just laughed as he ran down the hallway. Before he reached his parents room, he slowed down. Something wasn't right, and he could feel it. Was it because the hallway light wasn't on? No, it must have burnt out. It must have been the smell. He could smell alcohol, and lots of it. It seemed to radiate from all around him. When he poked his head into his parent's room, the smell was washed over him like a tidal wave. It was soon followed by a wave of nausea.
"You are such a…" Serena stared, the same deer in head lights face Charlie had. Their parents looked at them from inside the room. Their mom, holding a gun to their dad's heart, and their dad, holding a gun to their mom's head, smiled at them.
"Hello, children," Their mom said, giggling a sound that would haunt her kids for the rest of their lives. "Well, really good bye,"
"We just wanna let you know that we love you, and are sure you can do well on your own. You guys are smart," His trigger finger twitched.
"Don't worry; we'll see each other again,"
"W…wait! Mom, dad…why?" Charlie gasped out, finally getting his voice to work. His parents just smiled their creepy plastered smiles.
"Good bye," They said together. Then two guns sounded as one.
Charlie rubbed Serena's back as she cried into his shoulder. They stood outside, looking up at their house, as police men and ambulance men ran around them. He just stared at the house, no emotion showing. When they gurnied their parents out, blood covered the pale white sheets where their wounds were. A police officer, that hair seemed to move from his head to his upper lip, kneeled besides the two kids. He places his hand on Charlie's shoulder, snapping him out of his wide eyed trance. "I need you to tell me what happened," He said slowly and steadily, as if he didn't think Charlie was all there.
"Th…they," Charlie started. He let his gaze fall to the ground. "They shot each other," He looked back up at the police officer. "They shot each other in front of us. They called us up there! They wanted us to see them die! They knew what they were doing! They told us they loved us and then they-,"
"It's all right, calm down son," The police officer slightly shook him. Charlie wasn't done though. He wanted to yell and scream and punch something. He tightened his grip on Serena, who let out a squeak. "Do you have any relatives you could live with for a while?" Charlie shook his head. Neither parents had any siblings, none that he knew of anyway, and their grandparents were dead. "All right, well come with me. We'll get you a place," They unwillingly followed the man and sat in the back of the police car. Charlie was smart enough to know they were probably going to be taken to an orphanage. He wrapped his arm around Serena's shoulder. No one would take her away from him. He wasn't losing anything else.
Charlie dropped his bag on the dusty floor and looked around. The bar could use a good cleaning, but once that was done he was sure they could make some good money. Serena came in the door behind him and almost screamed. "Look how dusty it is in here! Get me a broom! Get me a mop!" After their parent's death, Serena took up cleaning to keep her mind off of it. She began dashing around while Charlie chuckled at brought their stuff up to the rooms upstairs. They had run from the orphanage only a day after they were there, and took jobs as the worlds youngest bar tenders, so says Charlie. They bought what they needed, saved up the rest. They had to live in the abandoned building next to the bar though, but they made due.
A year later, he used their saved earnings to buy an old bar he found, with a little left over to stock it up. When he returned downstairs, half the bar was already spot less and Serena was running around with a mop. He chuckled and grabbed a broom.
"You know what I've been thinking?" Charlie asked, flopping down on the couch after a vicious day of cleaning.
"I have not acquired ESP in the last hour, so no, I don't," Serena copied his move.
"We should start a gang," She laughed.
"A gang? Where'd you get that idea?" Charlie glared at her.
"It's a good idea. Get some members to help run the bar. Plus, it'll be someone else to talk too," Serena rolled her eyes.
"I'm not enough to talk to?"
"You know what I mean. How about it? I even have the perfect name," He grinned at her. She sighed and thought about it. It would be nice to have some other people help around the bar. She didn't know how busy they got, but they would probably need some more workers, and gang members would work with out pay. They could sleep upstairs in the empty rooms that Charlie and Serena didn't use.
"Fine, I guess. What's this name?" Charlie's grin grew.
Yes.... Most of these will be kinda short...
That would be an odd way to die..