The Boy In The Mask

2: Welcome to Your New Home

My eyes widened in terror as i looked at the man puzzled.

"T-the beginning?", I shudder as my voice was shaking.

The man nodded as he walked towards the stair case. "Let's get you to your new home. Shall we?"

I stood frozen by the door not moving. The other man stood behind me.

"I just want to go home!",i argued.

Despite being 12 i wasn't going to let someone push me around. I will not be forced to stay here.

"This is your new home. Now come before we have to force you too. I wouldn't like your first day to turn out bad would I?",he snapped back while looking bad at me. Even though he snapped his voice never changed from the firmness it was before.

I stood still for a bit looking down as i felt them looking at me. Finally i gave up slowly walking forward towards the stair case.

"Good. Mr. Asher may you go prepare some dinner while i take him to his room", the man spoke to the man behind me.

The man nod leaving from behind me.

I look up at the man in front of me. I still would like to hear his name since I'll be living here for now on.

He was tall and and skinny. He jaw was pointy and firm. He wore a dress suit with brown shoes.

"Why am i here?", I mumbled while we walked up the stairs that seemed to be a very long walk for stairs.

"Because you are special",he answered shorty and simply

"What you mean? Special?" The fact he said i was special hurt a lot. If i was so special why would my mom do this. Why leave me with some strangers? Why let people test on me?

"You was born with a deadly gift. Only i can help you control. Your young so the mask keeps you and others safe."

I instantly stop walking as i held the wall leading on it. I began to cry again as i slide down on the wall beside me.

A gift? Why me? I didn't ask for this. I didn't ask for a deadly gift!

I put my hand over the mask as i try to take it off put the man put his hand over my face keeping it on. I yelped in fear.

"Rule 1! Never ever take that mask off unless I Tell you too!" The man said in a control and cold voice.

I felt shivers go down my spine as i was afraid. I didn't want this gift. I don't want to kill others. This is a gift. It's curse.

The man picks me up on my feet as he continues to lead us up stairs till we reach a hallway. He opens the door. Letting me in.

I slowly look around the room. The room was plane and simple. There was a queen size bed with brown silk sheets and a small table. On the right of the room was a window and on the left was a bookshelf. In front of the bed there was a small TV connected to the wall.

I slowly walked in some more. I seen 2 doors. I opened one to see there's a bathroom. There was a bath tub, toilet and a sink.

I shut the door opening the closet. I see clothes hanged up. I walked in to see they was.. MY CLOTHES!

I instantly stumbled backwards and fall on my butt.

The man walked in. "Something wrong?"

My clothes.. how did they get here? Wait- mom was planning to get ride of me for awhile.

I started to cry again. Nothing about me is a gift and never will be. I wrapped the tears off my chin.

"It's n-nothing sir", i mumbled as i got back on my feet using the door to help myself up.

"You can call me,Sethe. Only call me sir in public", he said firmly smiling at me.

If that smile was meant to make me feel welcomed it's not working.

"A-alright. I am Kira",i got on my feet going to the bed sitting down.

"Well Kira, Welcome to your new home!"