Silver moonlight illuminate the room, which filter though the glass panes. I look away from the window, walking through the quiet halls. I wonder where Mom and Dad are at... My automatic quiet footsteps falter as I reach the living area. A putrid copper smell stung my nose, I flinch back. With curiosity pricking at me, I look into the room.
I froze, before me were two bloody bodies, both ravaged by large claw marks. I rush forwards recognizing that they were Mom and Dad. I fall to my knees, pressing my hands down on Mother's wound, she was alive, while Dad's body was ice cold. I stifle a sob when Mom rose a bloody hand to my face, but listened to when she spoke weakly,
"Ken.. be brave for your sisters and protect those who you can. I was foretold that this was your fate, a truly kind nature. Now run, something horrible is coming bac-"
Something warm streamed down my face as her cold hand fell limply down. She was dead... they both were dead... I blink away tears, which i soon found out a second later, and ran to me sisters' bedroom, shaking them awake hurriedly. I must have looked scary to them.. blood was over the side of my face, clothing, and covered my hands.
I didn't think after that, I just ran with my two sisters at my heels, grateful that they didn't question this. Not much more was remembered that day. None of it was forgotten either.
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Among The Frigid Heart
RandomFortunate souls have not seen the cruel life and death of others. Some do. He has been unfortunate with his family's death weighing on his shoulders. Though he doesn't let that show, and he will protect the rest of his family, his only...
