A cold chill of death swept out the warmth of life. The pain of depression was strong. A weigh that was crushing Levi ackermans soul as his sister inosently asked,"levi why won't mummy wake up?" Levi said nothing. He drew his sister tightly to his chest. Darkness swam freely through the air around the bondage of brother and sister. The only love left.
Suddenly the fear its self fled in fear as the door swung open; He stepped forward. Kenny Ackerman. He towered over the two cowering children. Levi huged his sister tighter. Kenny kneelt down a few meters from Felix, he let out his hand. "And what would your name be?" He spoke his eyes softaing. She lifted her head off Levi's shoulder and faced him.
"Felix."
She whispered.
