(Two years ago)

Kiyomi

Kiyomi smiles softly to herself, her forest green eyes locked onto the full moon illuminating the night sky. She swings back and forth, her right heel digging into the wooden floorboards. She lets out an exhausted sigh while leaning her back against the metal swing's frame and burying her face into a pillow. A gentle breeze blows her whitish-blonde bangs away from her bright pupils, her pale skin glowing. A spaghetti strap off the shoulder ruffle sleeved pink tank top, ripped denim shorts with fishnets, and combat boots make up her outfit.
She snuggles the pillow closer as the events from earlier replay in her mind. She instinctively straightens up, her slender fingers finding their way to the necklace wrapped around her neck. She tilts her to the side while the back door opens. She lifts up her chin, her gaze locking onto her adoptive brother's tall frame. He looks up at the full moon and sits down next to her.
"How are you holding up?" Grayson asks, leaning his back against the swing and throwing his legs on top of the porch railing ahead. He's rather tall with an average build. His white skin is a bit darker than Kiyomi's, his jet black hair a curly mess. His unnatural yellow eyes glow in the darkness giving him a mysterious aura. She shrugs her shoulders in response and lays the pillow next to her hip. She turns slightly to the side to face her sibling.
"I'm watching the stars and the moon. Everything's so beautiful tonight. I couldn't resist coming out here to admire the view," She explains, leaning her head against his left shoulder.
"So, how was your date with Tyler?" Her facial expression automatically softens, her pale face flushing a red shade.
"It was great. He showed me his favourite spot in the woods nearby and we watched a shooting star,"--- Suddenly, she sits up right while showing him the sliver, plated paw print pendant on her necklace.
"He also bought this for me. Isn't it adorable?" She asks, excitement lacing each of her words. Grayson smiles softly and places a hand on top of her head.
"I'm going to get some sleep. You should try to be asleep before the sun rises," he states, ruffling up her whitish, blonde bangs while standing up. He yawns and disappears into the house.
Kiyomi takes in a breath while grabbing the pillow and pressing her legs up to her stomach. She props the pillow on the swing's arm, laying on her side. She closes her eyes as peacefulness settles over her body. Her thoughts run wild for a moment or two, before drowsiness pumps into her heart.

Suddenly, Kiyomi's eyes flutter open as her eyesight flickers from black and white. She pushes herself up, swinging her legs over the edge. She wipes the sleep out of her eyes while standing up. She stumbles toward the back door, her fingers finding way to the metal door handle. She yawns loudly and pushes the sliding contraption to the side. She steps into the darkened living room while her left hand searches for the light switch. A loud crash breaks the silence making her quickly flip on the light and press her back into a nearby wall. Her pupils grow wide in shock, her heart rate picking up pace. Her back slides down the wall, her lower half colliding with the carpet. Tears cloud her eyes as the smell of a thick metallic scent fills her lungs.
The room itself is a mess. Furniture, glass fragments, and broken pictures are scattered about. The...