Light Has Its Shine [HxH]

Old Memories

(3rd persons pov)

A curious child was listening to their angry father yelling at his dear, wife from their room. The child knew exactly what was happening. And they were prepared for it.
"We will not have a child with both genders. Do you have any idea what the public will think of us?? Our reputation will be ruined for sure!" The father yelled. "Honey, please! You're gonna wake up our child!" A petite sized mother yelled. "You don't even have a name for it, do you?" The father spat and walked over to the child's room. "Stop it! Don't you dare touch them!" The mother exclaimed in a calm but dangerous voice.
"Or what? You'll cut off my wings?" (A/n: The family has wings!) The father snorted and open the child's room and walked in. But as soon as he walked in, he was hit in the arm with an unknown object. An object that felt sharp. Very sharp.
"What the hell??" The father screamed in pain and fell to the floor, clutching his bloody right, arm."Poor daddy. You look like you're in a lot of pain!" The child giggled innocently as they held up the bloody Scythe in their right hand. "Honey??" A loud voice was heard as the mother came rushing into the child's room.

"Get away!! The kid is CRAZY." the father yelled and attempted to scooch away from the laughing child. "Mommy... Daddy... d-do you... h-h-hate me?..." The now teary eyed child asked as they moved closer to the mother and father. "Of course not, baby! We both love you!!" The mother said in a soothing and worried, mellow voice. The child smiled insanely, "Then you won't hate me for what I'm about to do, right?" Before either of the parents could answer, the child ran at both of them, while laughing uncontrollably.

"I'll start with you, father."

The child lounged at the vulnerable father and a loud CRACK was heard as a bone was snapped in half like a delicate, twig. An agonizing scream was heard, just on cue as another bone was broken. "Please!! Stop!!!!" The father pleaded as he attempted to crawl away from the psychotic child. "You're not... Going..... ANYWHERE."

In an instant, showers of blood was sprayed everywhere. It went in every single corner it could possibly reach. The child was now drenched in his father's blood.

The mother didn't even make a sound. The only thing she could do was watch, watch her beloved husband get mulated, while still Alive. Suddenly, soft whimpers of pain were heard. They quickly escalated to loud cries of sheer, agonizing, pain. She allowed her knees to buckle underneath her and fall to the floor.

"Don't cry, mommy! He's gone!..." The child abruptly stated while looking in their mother's eyes. No mercy was in the child's eyes. Only coldness could be seen in their pure, golden eyes. "It's your turn now. You can be with daddy." The mother's eyed widen and she tried to get up, to run. "No! I don't want this!! What did we do for you to do such a thing to us??" She screamed while now desperately trying to get away. The child now was breathing heavily and a dark shadow was covering half of his face. "You. Never. Cared. About. Me!!!!" A cold voice screamee in a outraged voice.

"That's your sin." With a clean slice of the sharp Scythe, the mother's body was split in half. More blood now covered the small child. They looked at it in awe. The color... Looked... So pretty.

They wanted to see more of it.

The child took their Scythe and quickly, but carefully, began to cut off their once living mother's, wings. Her wings were in fact, beautiful. So many bright colors. The child couldn't help but pout. He wanted wings too! They didn't know that they were brutally stabbing their mother's corpse. If she were alive, her screams would please them enough. But they wanted more than just her wings.

Her scarf. The vibrant blue color in it made them smile softly. They gently grabbed the blooded scarf and wrapped it twice around their neck.

This was the beginning of a new life. A new life that the child would make.

He decides his fate now.

Hey pwebles! Thank you for reading this chapter! It took a suuuuuuper long time to write it! About an hour. That's a lot of my precious, gaming time!! And I just reread over this and I realized, it's not bad.. But it's not good either.. So....you're welcome for writing this!! Baibai~🍫