Insanity///septiplier

Prologue: 1949

~April 11, 1953~

   Sean was only six, but he wasn't a normal six year old, his mother knew this but still had hope that his behavior would subside. Born into a wealthy family Sean used this to his advantage, the large house became his playground, the maids became his puppets, the expensive toys and luxuries he didn't care about much, at least it didn't seem like it. His mother didn't have one problem with her other children Jimmy who was ten, Hannah who was twelve, Samantha who was eight, and Tomas who was nine, but Sean was another story, she just wishes that he would get over this so called rebellion. She, Janice, is slowly losing hope of her dream that her youngest son would ever be normal. He's had many "incidents"  but this most recent he took to far. Tomas, the nine year old, ran up to his mother in tears, all he could get out to her through his tears was:
   "Sean... courtyard... something wrong." Without thinking the mother runs to the large courtyard, her heals clicking on the concrete.
    "Margaret," the dark haired woman calls to one of the dark skinned twenty-something year old. The commotion pulls two maids and Hannah, the eldest child, from the house, Margaret and Ethel. Margaret comforts the crying child and keeps Hannah back as Ethel stays close behind Janice. Both ladies find why Tomas is so upset: Sean is sitting next to a gray cat, the family cat, blood splattered across his shirt, his hands covered, a blood covered knife setting on the ground, the pet had his stomach cut open, organs spilling out, Sean has tears streaming down his face.
   "Sean, w-what did you do," his mother yells in anger, terror, and confusion. Ethel's hands are shaking, she backs up against the gate, she's always been terrified of the child.
   "Mommy, why is kitty bleeding?" His voice shakes out, "what happened mommy, what did Ant do to kitty, mommy I'm scared?"
   The six year old, as his mother puts it, has this imaginary friend named Anti or as he most commonly calls him Ant. Everything he does he claims is was Ant, or he's not sure what happened.
   "Sean, do you really think I believe that bull shit," Janice spits at her child, "how could you do such a thing?"
   "Mommy, I didn't do it, I promise."
   "Let's get you cleaned up," Meredith, the only maid that can handle Sean, she's actually more of a nanny to the small boy. She scoops up the blood covered child and takes him inside without worrying the other children. The entire time she is caring for Sean, he cries to her that it wasn't him. Mostly because it wasn't.
     Ethel tells the other children to go to their room while another maid stays to clean the mess.
      "What am I going to do with that child," the mother cries, wanting to slide down a wall, or run away, or both. She doesn't understand the boy, or why he is the way he is.