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"i'll stay here till you can kill those who took your humanity."
TW : description of blood and murder.
the wind is cold is the run down building, the ten year old boy wanders the hall a knife gripped tightly in his hand. he's not scared. he's only cold. he wince's as the wind hits his face. confusion fills his brain. where is everyone?
he barley shows expression as his feet travel over the broken glass leaving the red liquid all over the floor. his dirty white shirt falls just above his knees allowing you to see how red they are. a door creaks open.
he walks over to it moving the door so it opens fully, a body. a body is sprawled across the floor. it belonged to the person he had called dad for over four years. he bends down to check the pulse but its not there. another set a feet pattering make him jump up. "kid! kid where are you?!" its the maid's daughter.
'kill her.' he wiped his head around to see what said that, theres nothing there. but it sounds fun. "oh there you are! come theres no time left we have to-" blood. everywhere. his hands stained. he makes a face as he looks at them and then at the girl again, her face was a dark purple like she had been infected.
she had fangs and thats when he felt blood rush from his neck. he reached his hand up, oh. she tried to kill him. "what happened, why did you do that? thats wasnt very nice of you." he looked up making eye contact with the girl. "you hurt me, so i hurt you."
she shrugged "fair enough. but still, you killed me." he nodded as he looked down at the body. "i know. but i had to. i hope you'll rest well." he gripped the knife in his hand softly and left the room with the same blank expression on his face.
"wonder what happened to her." he looked out the window it looked different from the last time. "she was turned into a vamp." it was a groggy voice, he looked to his side. it was a boy of average height with black hair. "who're you?"
the boy looked at him, "your demon. we havent made an official contract but i wanna partner with you." he rose a brow, "why?" the demon shrugged, "you remind me of someone i knew as a human. and i want to help you get revenge thats all. my names ryo, whats yours?"
the boy looked back out the window placing his hand on the glass, "akito. akito hyakuya."
this is probably really confusing
and im sorry, but i'll explain
it in one of my comments.
anyways not proofread!
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