Twists and Turns

Chapter 1 - The Past

Chapter 1 – The Past

Yuki’s POV

I opened my eyes and found myself lying on the bed. I looked at my alarm clock and it was already 6am. I left the bedroom and went straight to the shower room. I just did my daily routine – changed into uniform attire, cooked breakfast and got out of the house. I rode my bike and in just ten minutes, I’m in the Silent Academy. ‘I’m too early’ I thought.

There were few students who are walking to the school building. I also walked inside and went straight to the Ranking Hall. The first five names would be given code names by the headmaster. These are the code names that entered the Rank of Five – Black Shadow, Blue Thorns, White Knight, Silver Rose, and Red Moon – from highest to lowest. Of course when you are included in the first five, you have the privilege not to attend classes. I was ranked first so I don’t really need to go to my classroom. But I would rather stay in school than the house because it would only bring back the sorrowful memories of my parents.

10 years ago. . .

I was only five years old. My mother kissed my forehead and my father hugged me tight. I don’t know why but it was very unusual for them to act like that. It looks like something was wrong.

“Sleep tight, dear.”My mother said.

“We love you, remember that.” My father said with a slight smile.

I just nodded and closed my eyes as they went out of my bedroom. Hours later, I suddenly woke up with a loud noise downstairs. I took my teddy bear with me as I go down and saw a guy wearing white clothes spotted with fresh blood. He was taking out his sword from my father’s body.

“Who are you?” I asked him as I felt stiff.

“I’m your worst nightmare.” He said.

I can’t see his face. He was wearing a white mask. “You’re still a little girl, so I wanna spare your life. I know you want some revenge. So become stronger. I’ll be waiting along with your teddy bear.” He smiled devilishly. He quickly got out of the house and was found nowhere in just five seconds.

I was shivering. He even touched my face with his white gloves – or should I say red gloves because of the blood. I felt numb as I slowly turned my head to see my parent’s dead bodies. They were killed brutally.

‘No!’ I thought.

Nothing is coming out of my mouth. They were bathed with their own blood. I can’t stand the sight and all I’ve done was to scream until I passed out.