* I've been slacking on this I'm sorry I would make up the excuse saying that school was in the although I did have a busy week, anyways here's Ohito's Past. That was Ohito when she was younger. 1588 words*
I wasn't really liked by anyone. I had no friends in school, everyone ignored me. Everyone treated me like I was some cannibal. They all treated me that way because they all knew what I could do. Control people mentally. I basically had mental powers. I could make people go insane if I wanted to. Though the thing they really feared was my ability to kill people instantly just by a simple touch. That only happend if my emotions were out of control, if I was really sad or mad or depressed.
The people who made sure that never happend, made me happy, always kept a smile on my face was my parents. Kira and Haru were my parents , oh I loved them soo much. My mom would sing to me, while my farther would tell me funny jokes. They always say never let anything or anyone get you upset. So I didn't get upset I stayed happy.
That all changed on my third birthday though. My mom, Dad and me were all at the table getting ready to cut the cake before I open my gift. They sung happy birthday to me, then my mother said "Make a wish, this is a special birthday for you" She said as if she knew what was going next. I want us to live happily forever. As I finshied saying my wish I got ready to blow my candle, my head had started to hurt, it was weird. I blowed at my candle, when I opened my eyes the flame didn't go out. I blew hard, really hard, it didn't budge. My mom tried, it didn't work, "Honey? Is this some kind of fake candle you bought?" My mom asked kinda annoyed."No you're probably not blowing hard enough." My dad tried with all his strength. My parents looked at each other worried. Not the worried look like something just happend, the worried look like they was hoping it wasn't going happen.
"Mommy what's wrong with the candle?" I asked, I always had a whisper like voice that never changed. "I don't know sweetie let's just cut the cake, okay?" She asked me. I nodded happily. My mom grabbed the knife and started to cut the cake but the knife would go through she pulled her hand away quickly after feeling pain. She had got cut? She went to the kitchen to clean it off. I got out of my seat and looked out the window. "Mommy! Daddy it's dark outside, but it's only 12 in the after noon!" They rushed to the window and looked out. Mom was now sweating and Dad was shocked. "Ohito sweetie go to your room while mommy and daddy talk about something important." I nodded and was about to go up stairs when I heard laughing. I looked at my parents none of them were laughing they just had terrified looks on their face.
Then kyōki came out of thin air, standing their with the same smirk he always wears. " She's prettier than I thought. She had your eyes Mrs.Shirigama" He chuckled "And she has your hair color Mr.Shirigama" He looked straight at me. "Do you know what you can do little Ohito?" He asked bending down to my eye level. I nodded "Shall we test it out?" He asked I shook my head. "Why is it because you Mommy and Daddy told you to?" I nodded, I felt my body being pushed up against the wall. It felt like I had hand cuffs on. "W-What a-are you d-doing?" I asked starting to get upset. " I just want to see what you can do, devil child" I looked at my mom. "Calm down sweetie it's alright" my mom started to sing to me like she always does, but kyōki slapped her and she fell to the floor. "MOMMA!" I yelled,my farther kneeled down to see if my mom was okay.
Kyōki looked down at my parents. "You know you have brought this upon yourselves" He said, almost sounding like a question. "You know she is a curse to this world and should not have been born." He was almost laughing at this point the more he talked the ,more he couldn't keep his composure. My eyes had started to get tears in them, "Mommy I'm a curse?" I asked starting to cry. "No sweetie" Both of my parents said in unison. "LIES! She is a curse" Kyōki kicked my dad in the stomach hard, he coughed up blood. "You knew this would happen, you are a fallen angle Haru, and your a demon that's lived amongst humans Kira" My eyes winden my mom nor farther have ever told me this before. "The ruler of hevean told, If you were to give birth your child would be a curse, and on her third year of living she would have to die, or something of hers that's special to her would have to be sacrificed" I started to cry, I didn't want to believe it. "So little Ohito what's the most special thing to you?" He asked smirking "M-My parents" I said, looking back on it now I wish I would have never said that but I guess it still would have happend in the end. "Oh really your parents are special to you" He said while laughing "well let's see how long they'll last, shall we?" He said smirking, electricity formed from his hand,he touch both of my parents. They screamed in pain as wings ripped through the flesh of their backs and blood dripped down.
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The Weeping Game
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