IE: Neochildren by Kirihime (Originally by BlackCarmella)

Prologue

Everyone has a dark secret that they try to hide

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It was already night time, and parents were tucking their children to bed.

"But I don't want to sleep yet, Papa" the six year old boy whined, when he was picked up by his father and headed towards his room.

"Now, don't be like that, Mamoru" the man said to his son, who despite all his protestation, was starting to get drowsy. His father had tucked him into his bed.

"Good night, Mamoru." He said, kissing his son on the forehead, and started to walk towards the door.

"Good night, Papa." Mamoru said sleepily and closed his eyes. His father closed the door, and the foot steps outside the room became distant.

It was around midnight, when a sound like glasses breaking momentarily woke Mamoru up. He rubbed his eyes drowsily and looked around.

'What was that?' He thought, still half asleep and unconsciously stood up from his bed and headed outside his room. His legs took him to his father's room, while he was still unable to understand what was happening.

"BANG! Mamoru heard and his eyes widened in shock. Not knowing what to do, fear gripping him slowly, the boy quietly entered his fathers' room.

The closer he got, the harder his heart started to beat. Finally, he saw the door of his father's room. It was slightly opened. He legs started to slowly shake while getting closer and closer, he also couldn't help that he heart started beating erratically. When he took a peek, he gasped, eyes widening in shock as tears started to form in his eyes.

"PAPA!" Mamoru shouted, running towards his father, crying. His father was in the middle of the room, lying on the floor with blood flowing from his cut, creating a pool of blood around him. Mamoru bent down and shook him hardly while crying and calling out his name, hoping that he would wake up.

"Papa! Wake up! Open your eyes! Papa! PAPA" Mamoru kept on shouting. Tears were flowing out of his eyes uncontrollably.

"Ma... Mo... Ru... Cough." His father called for him, doing his best to open his eyes and he coughed blood. He reached out to his son and touched softly Mamoru's cheek. The man smiled kindly as tears slowly formed into the corners of his eyes.

"Listen... Mamoru... Cough...! Cough...! I love you... So much... That I put a curse on you... Cough...! Cough...!"

"What are you talking about, Papa!? I don't understand what you're saying!" Mamoru said, looking tearfully as his father who was clearly crying, but still kept on a smile on his face. It was the very smile that always made Mamoru happy.

"I'm so sorry, Mamoru... I hope you can forgive me... Remember... Don't... give... up." He smiled for the last time and then the hand on Mamoru's cheek went limp and fell on the ground, signifying that his father was dead.

"Papa?! Papa?! PAPA! Wake up, Papa! Papa!" Mamoru called, shaking his father repeatedly.

"Phew, you didn't make my job that hard at all, kiddo." All of a sudden a man's voice spoke behind Mamoru.

The boy quickly spun around to see who the cause of his father's death was. He saw a man wearing all-black clothing and black sun glasses. On his left hand he was holding a gun, the very one that had killed his father. Mamoru realized all that even if he was just a young boy. The fear took the better of him and he stared at the man, frozen in place. The man reached his arm towards Mamoru and as the hand got closer and closer to him, the fear inside Mamoru increased.