Chapter 2~ Troubling past

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Hiroshi pov
I can't sleep. There was a criminal sleeping in my living room. I had no idea what to do. If I called the police she would probably kill me before they came. I new Yami from the news. She was a wanted murder. At the age of 4 she killed two people, a man and woman. When she was 6 she heavily injured two boys. When she was 7 she stole from a covienience store. Everything from there on was full crimes. Murders and theivery followed her. What if she was planning on killing me next! She told me that she just wanted a place to stay. But what if she secretly want to kill me! Dude calm down. She told you she wasn't planning on breaking into your house. Plus, why would she want to kill you? You are the most average dude out there. I tried to calm my self down. Maybe I'll just get a snack to calm down. I walked towards the kitchen and stoped when I saw something on the floor. It was Yami's jacket. Ok, I could look through the hoodie and find out if she wanted to kill me, but I could get caught and then she would kill me for sure. On the other hand I could find something about her, but it could be something she didn't want me to see... and then she'd kill me. JUST LOOK MAN!!! I picked up the jacket and looked through the pockets. In the right pocket, there were a lot of knives. Throwing knives, pocket knives, tiny knives, you name it she had it. Inside the jacket she had a couple of pistols and some bullets strapped to the sides. In the left pocket she had a few quarters and a photo. The photo was of a little girl with brown hair and bright blue eyes and a woman with long chestnut locks and dark blue eyes. The woman was hugging the little girl. They looked happy. "WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING!!!!" I jumped at the voice that came out of no where.

Yami pov
I was furious. The guy that let me stay was now looking through my personal stuff. "Uhh I didn't-- I was just-- uhh I--" He kept cutting himself off. "Give me that!" I took the picture out of his hands. Still beautiful, just like I remember it. "Who are they?..." The guy asked, a bit more calm than before. " My next target." I teased. If he was looking through my stuff, I think I should get a little fun out of this. "REALLY!!!" He looked shocked. "No, this is my mom and me ... when I was younger." I spoke the last part quieter than the first, but loud enough so he could here me. "Oh..." that was all he said. There was silence between us, until he broke it. "Why did you do all of those terrible things if you looked so happy with your mom in that picture?" "Because she's dead." I said bluntly. "You know that murder I'm accused of? She was the woman I so called killed." "Accused? But I thought that you actually did do that." He asked me. "Ha, nope think again bud. I'll tell you exactly what happened..."

///Flashback\\\
I was four years old. My mom and I had just finished playing at the park. We were on our way home. I was bouncing my red ball, when I lost control of it and it rolled into a dark alley. I ran after it, my mom right behind me. "Yami don't go in there. It's to dangerous for you!" My mother said, but I didn't listen. I ran into the alley. There stood a man. He was scruffy looking and smelled like dirt. He had a gun pointing at me. My mom came in after me. As soon as she walked in, the man pointed the gun at her. "G-give me the money. Yeah she is scared of us. Shut up! Hey l-lady give me your m-money." He kept shaking and talking to him self. Both my mom and me were terrified. "Heh heh. I said to give me your money, but you don't listen... DO YA!!!" He shot my mom in the leg. She screamed in pain. I was shocked at what happened. I didn't move. I couldn't move. My mom was just shot in front of my very own eyes. "Heh that'll show her. Yeah yeah that'll teach her. Hehehe lady g-give me your money n-now." My mom was on the floor. She had left her purse at home thinking we weren't going to need it. "I-I'm sorry sir. I don't have any money on me. But if you let us go I swear I--" The man shot her again this time through the chest. I was terrified to say the least. My mommy was dead. "Hehehe that'll teach her, yeah yeah. She didn't want to give us her money. No no she didn't." The man kept rambling to himself. I was filled with anger seeing him laugh at my dead mother. I ran straight towards him. He didn't show any sign of him seeing me. I grabbed the gun out of his hands and shot him in the leg. "Gahhh, YOU LITTLE BRAT!!" I shot him again, and again, and again, and again. Until he finally stopped moving. The police had seen me shoot him, but they didn't see him shoot my mom. They thought I was the one that killed her. Typical human. When they see something they just jump to conclusions. I saw the look in their eyes. Fear. I looked down at the gun in my hands and realized that I had just killed a man. With all of my strength I ran through the alley, behind the buildings, and straight down the city. I could here the police yelling after me. "Hey little girl. Come back!" I wasn't going back. I knew that they would take me to a juvenile delinquent center or something until I could go officially to jail. I had heard people say that murders had life sentences to fulfill. Meaning that I wouldn't be coming out of prison ever. I ran and hid behind a building. The gun was still in my hand. Blood was splattered all over my clothes. I had no where to go. I was too young to remember where my house was. Plus my mom had the keys, so that was no use. I decided that day that I would stay as a criminal. I did what I had to do to survive. I fought against people, I stole food from the grocery stores, and I even stole from people on the streets. I knew this was bad, but I couldn't do anything about it. This is a world where your life is determined by how much you want to live, and what you'll do to survive.

//end of flash back\\

Still Yami pov
"That is what truly happened." I explained everything. Remembering that moment was nerve racking. My mom is no longer with me. My father died before I was born. I was alone in this world. All alone.
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