Fate DxD

Chapter 8

XXX, XXX, 2015.

I am in a hospital, waiting for a family member to come and get me. With me are my grandparents, but their eyes carry neither compassion nor reassurance. They are looks of disgust. For them, I am a monster. They thought I didn't understand, but I've seen that look far too many times.

"Your family members will be here soon," Said one doctor.

"Okay, thank you doctor. Sorry for this" Replies my grandfather.

"From now on, you're going to live back and forth between close relatives and distant relatives." explains my grandmother. "You'll be okay, right Senji-kun ?"

"Yes, i'm sorry."

"Well then, if anything happens, please call us."

"Okay, sorry for this."

My voice is empty of life. I look at myself in a mirror. My eyes are empty, my cheeks are hollow, welts all over my face and frail body. At that moment, I didn't realize it, being 8 years old, but I wanted to die, it was the only feeling I had left at that moment.

"Ah, Senji! My goodness, we went as fast as we could!" A familiar voice calls to me.

I turn my head to see the Kirigaya family arrive. My aunt Midori and my uncle Minetaka, accompanied by their daughter and my cousin Suguha. My grandparents approach them, leaving me alone on the cold bench.

They try to whisper, so I can't hear, but it's a futile effort.

"Geez, after what just happened, here we are now dealing with their monster of a child." My grandmother begins.

"Stop, he can hear us." Said my grandfather.

Hearing these words, my aunt plugs her daughter's ears in outrage.

"But aren't you ashamed to say that kind of thing? He's only a child and he just went through hell! Suguha my dear, go keep Senji company will you?"

Suguha nod her head and runs towards me. She sits next to me and takes my cold hand, without saying a word.

"It is because you refuse to see the truth, this child is a mistake! And that from the beginning! God, just when you wonder whether this disgusting kid has shut up, he starts blabbering on and on when he's all alone... also, if he comes back to us, it would only mean more food expenses ! Let's put him in an orphanage, if you keep him, he will bring us misfortune!"

"Shut up mom! I don't want to hear any more!" My aunt comes over and gives me a hug, then puts her hands on my cheeks. "Come on Senji come with us, you'll stay with us for a month, then it'll be at Ooyama okay, won't you?"

"Okay, i'm sorry..."

My mother killed my father. One night, before I went to bed, my father, completely drunk, started to beat me, like every other night. And like every other night, all I could do was scream and cry, calling for help. But my mother looked away and covered her ears, like every other night. But that night, something clicked in my head. My helplessness and loneliness. So I stopped screaming and calling for help, and let the tears flow by themselves.
As the beating was about to stop, I saw my mother coming towards us, kitchen knife in hand. And there, time is like stopping. Blood, blood all around. My mother started stabbing my father repeatedly. Blood was spurting from all sides, on me, on the floor, on my mother. When she finished, she forced me to get up, and went to the police.

And that's how my life changed drastically. From now on, every month, I changed my place of living, with family members, near or far. Some were against it, knowing the history, others didn't care and kept me by doing the minimum. And others were absolutely trying to take good care of me.