𝔅𝔩𝔬𝔬𝔡𝔶 || Minamoto T. || JSHK

21.1 origins

cw mentions of abuse, not very explicitly though if barely.

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Minamoto Teru grew up in a strict household. While he did receive the love and care of his family, it was not that of which was depicted on television. It lacked a sort of warmth, even at such a tender age, he was aware of this fact. Then his brother was born and his world seemed to glow much brighter.

At the age of five, Teru began his training under strict tutelage of his grandfather and when he was available, of his father. It was soon after he had managed to control his black lightning into taking shape when his grandfather allowed him in on a small secret.

They had a creature that was neither human nor apparition held captive.

He was appalled at first. How could their family, who prided themselves as great exorcists, allow such a creature to still live? Though if it weren't quite an apparition but neither quite human, had they kept it to study its actions perhaps? Even as a child who was still naive to the world, he could make simple deductions about issues relating to his family.

As he was led down a spiral of stairs, the child couldn't help but wonder, what did this creature look like? Children are always full of curiosity, even if they held all the knowledge in the world they would still want to know more about the why's about something. It was just their nature.

The holding cell was dark, light scarcely running in; only the hallway lighting provided a source for them to see where they were walking. There wasn't any foul smell, odd considering there was hardly any cleaning done there... not that Teru minded, as long as he wasn't suffocating in it.

His blue eyes glanced around, taking in how empty the whole place was. Perhaps it had been used long ago but now there was nary need to use the cells.

"Child." The sound of chains rattling caught his attention. The louder they became, the closer it was they approached the creature. Teru's small form could not see past the adults but he was soon brought closer.

The figure was curled against the wall, making itself smaller than it already was. From the little light in the cell, he could see the dark red dress they donned and their pale figure.

As the adults began to discuss the best form of action behind him, he wondered if they were truly some evil creature or if he would be able to talk with them. More than that, was he going to be left alone or were they going to remain in the room or was there some sort of secret panel that would allow them audience or what if--

"We brought you someone who looks to be your age. We aren't here to hurt you, we just want some questions to be answered."

They scoffed at the statement. Teru quirked his brow curiously. Guess they were gonna leave him to ask questions?

The adults parted away, forming a semi circle and enclosed Teru closer towards the figure inside the cell. The small boy gulped, trying to look as though he weren't afraid of what was to come. Sure the adults were with him but if he couldn't hide his fear, could he pride himself as a Minamoto?

Shakily, the small blonde took a few steps forward, observing how the figure left the wall and slowly approached him, trying to get a better view. Now Teru could see they resembled a young girl, with long, silver white hair and ruby red irises. Even their clothing wasn't something usually seen. A somewhat short, sleeveless dress with a criss cross neckline type of dress. The sleeves were not attached and flared outwards. Though it was a dark shade of red, the young boy wondered if it was colored that way because of possible dirt or if it was naturally that color.