Writing Sandbox 3

Chapter #1: Just Another Day
The birds were chirping and the wind was blowing. The beautiful sky was open and majestic, from horizon to horizon stretched a wonderful canvas of utmost serenity. The image of the open air was almost to perfect to be, yet it was, dangling above like a classical painting. Happy and free. Unfortunately, the situation down below could be no where near as peaceful. A young man by the name of Kayden walked the narrow in between the local shipping district, with ire oozing from his worn face and carrying shopping bag after shopping bag. His mind simultaneously racing and yet focused on a single train of thought regarding how much he hated his sister in this very moment of time.

Well, hate is a strong word. In all truth, he could never stomach the idea of truly hating someone, despite how furious he could potentially become. Slowly, Kayden's mind calmed down and peaceful thoughts once again flooded his mindscape. Still, he wasn't happy with what he had chose to do, but he knew he didn't really have a choice. His sister always got what she wanted, but Kayden was often willing to give it to here. Either out of his natural goodwill or fearing the wrath of a little girl scorned, he complied, like he complied here. Still though...carrying all of her shopping bags while she darted off to some expensive restaurant that Kayden was no doubt going to have to pay for was, for lack of a better term, a dick move.

The streets weren't exactly very crowded, only a few people dotted the sidewalks as they shopped and mingled. Kayden was often polite and joined in their casual conversations. It was a small town and he was well known as "that one productive youth" and was generally well liked, but alas today was not a day in which Kayden could talk. He noticed a few passerby's shot concerned looks towards him, presumably over his uncharacteristically tired face. He wanted to say he was "okay", but he needed to conserve the energy.

In the distance, he faintly saw what appeared to be his little sister, Katie. She was eating in the outdoor section of Zeppelin's Diner, the most expensive restaurant in town. He sighed under his breath. On one hand, he was about to be done with this tedious ordeal, on the other hand, he was going to probably do something even worse after lunch. He picked up the pace, clearing his head in the progress. Despite clearing his head, he began to feel a bad feeling growing.

"Oh Lord..." Kayden moaned to himself as he felt the feeling get even worse. Still, he tried to keep a decent composure in public. Knowing that even in his simple world view, making an ass of himself in public is a sure fire way to massive embarrassment, especially after...the incident. of '09. Before he knew it, he heard a call coming his name.

"Yoooo Kayden" he heard, a high pitched voice came shrieking out in his direction. It was a voice he was all too familiar with. The voice he could pick out from an orchestra of screaming children. It was his younger sister, Katie.

"Hey Katie" Kayden faintly made out, with a huff and a puff. The poor kid was exhausted but before he knew it, he was at he restaurant. It was almost like a scene you'd see on a cheesy tourist post card, an outdoor restaurant with stainless, curvy white chairs resting upon a stylish porch while being graced with a beautiful open blue sky splendor was so great you could write a poem about it. If Kayden wasn't so drained, it could be a downright inspiring image. Even in his weakened state, he wanted to take a photo of the scene, but alas he left his camera at home.

He quickly pulled up a chair and set her stuff down on the floor. The boy had no idea why he was so tired, he'd have to do basic ordeals like this all the time for his parents or sister and always had energy to burn, but now? He felt like he was about to collapse. He felt the sick sensation building up in his stomach once again, his mind quickly came to the conclusion that whatever was making him sick was most likely what made him so freaking tired.

"I already got you some food. My treat" Katie said, her voice no longer in the frantic high pitched tone, but now in a more quiet voice with a hint of concern. His face wasn't well, and he seemed completely out of it. This wasn't normal for Kayden, that must she knew. "A-Are you alright?" Katie continued, her voice rang her genuine worry over her brother.

"Y-Yeah" Kayden replied back, trying his darndest to sound reassuring but it didn't work. The sick feeling in his gut only grew and grew, quicker and quicker. His sense of hearing faded, sound itself was reduced to a static buzzing and his perception faded out, quickly becoming nothing but darkness.