Rebirth of the Wizard King

Chapter 2

I ensured to look into the small mirror in the little bathroom that was squeezed into a corner, and use a towel to dab away the blood from other parts of my body like my hands. Thinking about it, I don't think having a bathroom and something living in a storage room that keeps food and other stuff hygienic at all. That's just nasty.

After everything was done, I hurried to the kitchen after I decided that I looked acceptable. I was welcomed into the kitchen with glares from the other persons living in this house, the devils. The glare from my adopted mother stood out more than anything else, the other siblings either glared or smirked at me. 

"It seems that you're getting delinquent, little trash. Like I knew you would be the day we adopted you", my adopted mom, Elizabeth said. If you know why did you adopt me in the first place, I could probably be living a better life than working night and day for these abusive ungrateful people. But I guess she chose me as I look like I would be the best for all the shit she had planned.

"Maybe you should teach him a lesson Jonathan" she stated grinning in my direction. I shivered and held my head down and strode to the pantry and started looking after their breakfast.

I tried my best to seem small to ensure that I don't annoy Jonathan, my adopted father, I would rather not get his attention worse a punishment from him. "I won't waste my time today honey" Jonathan stated, with a look of a hunter toying with his prey, just waiting at the right time to go for the kill. 

Out of all the persons that live in this house, Jonathan is by far the worst and scariest, my adopted siblings, our neighbors and even his own wife fear him. He is the devil himself in this household or maybe even worst living in the section of town. His position as the devil will never change in my view and I don't think that will ever change.

"What happened to your face boy," Jonathan asked after presumably staring at my face for a while, during this time, my hands and action had not to stopped for a minute as I need to finish breakfast for everyone sitting at the table. "I ran into the door coming up this morning sir" I replied, peeping to stare in Brandon's direction and quickly looking away. 

My reply got snickers from the other occupants that weren't involved in the conversation, and my adopted mother even laughed when she knew good and well that it was done by her hate-filled offspring. I just wish that things could change, and they could suffer just as much as I did and then they could see would mess up they are for treating me like this.

 I am being treated the same as how we humans are being treated, as slaves and lesser than others.

"Brandon didn't I already tell you that you shouldn't leave any visible bruises on him" Jonathan scolded Brandon causing the entire room to be quiet and tense. Everyone stopped what they were doing, of course, I wasn't one. "He was still sleeping after mother called him" Brandon whispered trying to justify himself and what led to him outright abusing me.

 "I was not" I retorted the lying bastard, just like your damn mother, liars all of them. Even though I've gotten in trouble multiple with my adoptive mother because of telling the truth, I still do it anyways. I noticed that as I spoke to defend myself, I could just feel the gaze of Elizabeth lingering on me as I moved about the kitchen.

"If one of the Officials in the city comes and makes their routine check and he has injuries, you're dead. It will be worst if you make those annoying neighbors send their complaints in at my workplace. It seems that you are the one that needs to be disciplined next" Jonathan said, causing Brandon to slouch down a bit more in the chair he sat in. 

"I will personally give you the beating of your life before the council takes you away, are we clear?" he added and the more he spoke the more the glare from Elizabeth got intense, if her glares could cause me harm, I would be on fire right now. "Yessir" replied Brandon almost on the brink of tears, hearing him I was dying of laughter internally. 

Ha-ha, karma is a bitch, and you deserve 100% times worst. Maybe because I had my back turned and was happy about what happened I didn't know that I was beaming so when I moved the place of the plates on the table before them, I was punched in the stomach causing the plates to fall in a mess before everyone. 

"Elizabeth, do I need to put you and Brandon on duty in the Attic," Jonathan said without even looking at her, at this time, I was kneeling over on the ground holding my stomach due to the pain. This bitch, why does this woman have the strength of a damn ape. 

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