Muted Treasure

Back story to that day long ago....

Enjoy :)
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Flashback.....

A seven year old boy ran down the street from school, with a big smile on his face and a report card in his hand. Lance was excited to show his parents his grades, that was promised he was gonna raise just for them to be proud of him.

Lance ran up the drive way to meet the door already half open and the handle broken. He stopped in front of the door and walked slowly into his house, only to see a lot of boot marks on the floor and a light shining from the living room. He walked slowly in, eyes looking around the room terrified as his parents bodies lay on the floor next to each other.

He ran to the two, tears forming in his eyes. Lance shook their bodies, screaming and begging for them to wake up.

"Mommy! Daddy! Wake up please! Please!" Lance screamed.

He looked around the room to see if there was anything that could help him save his parents. He saw a figure in the threshold on the kitchen, looking at him. Then heard harsh whispering, the figure disappearing and a bang from the window in the kitchen. His shaking form too scared to look away from where the figure once was, the knife in his hand and the blood from his boots. He slowly looked back at his parents, trying to help his parents, shaking them and begging them to wake up.

He looked at his fathers body seeing the slit on his throat and a huge gash on his mother's stomach. He started screaming more until his mothers hand lifted up to his face, Lance looked down with tears streaming down his face.

"My love don't cry! Just remember mommy loves you. D- don't forget to be good and don't change for no one! Just remember, none of this was your fault, d-daddy made a h-huge oopsie. Mommy and daddy w-will be ok, I promise honey." She said, she coughed every once in a while between sentences.

The women started coughing more violently, but this time holding her stomach. Blood dripping from the side of her mouth. She put her hand up to Lance's cheek and he held her hand there. Tears flowing down his face faster and faster by the second.

"Goodbye baby! M-mommy loves you so very much." She said and her breathing stopped.

"Mommy? Mommy! Wake up! Mommy no, wake up! Mommy!" He screamed louder and louder, soon the neighbors from next door came running into the house. They covered their mouths and the woman got out her phone to call 911.

"Hello? We need an ambulance, fast!" The girl said, she looked around at the scene for a couple minutes. She was a quiet for a while. Her husband walking toward Lance, trying to console the boy.

"The address is xxx xxxxxx xxx" She said, her husband tried to pick lance up, but he screamed. He thrashed and yelled at them to stay away. The woman hung up the phone and tried to join her husband. Once he got a good grip on lance, he tried to get lance unattached from the dead bodies.

"No stop! Mommy!" Lance screamed while the man carried lance away from his mother. He tried to wiggle out of his arms to get back to his mother. Only to see people carrying his mother and father away in a red and white truck in black bags.

"Honey? It's going to be okay! We will take care of you! I promise we will keep you safe." The wife said looking at Lance's face and wiping away his tears.

"My name is Blake and this is my husband Justin. What is your name?" Blake said looking lance in the eyes and smiling.

"M-my name i-is lance and I want mommy!" He said hiccuping a couple times, years seeming to come down harder.

"Nice to meet you lance! How about we get you settled at our house huh? Would you like that?" Blake said, ignoring his pleas for his mother.

Lance only hiccuped and Blake picked Lance up, then started walking to their house. Blake set lance down on their couch while Justin went to the kitchen to get lance a drink, then went to a closet to get a blanket for him. Justin came back to find lance staring off into space and Blake in the kitchen on the phone with someone.

Justin walked slowly to lance and wrapped the blanket around him, he flinched coming back to reality. The reality that his parents have been murdered, the reality where he saw his mother die right in front of him. Tears started running down his face and Justin brought lance close to him. He rubbed soothing cycles on his back and brought the crying boy closer to his chest. Protecting the boy from the outside world.

"Bud? Hey look at me! Everything will be okay! Things will get better I promise you that and I'll- no- we will take care of you!" Justin said looking lance right in his eyes.

Blake came in the room and smiled to herself, thinking how lance would become their son and she'd have a family like she wanted.

"Hey Lance! I just got off the phone with the police. The officer was going to take you to an orphanage, but I told him that we're going to adopt you instead." Blake said smiling softly, Lance looked up at her and looked down at the floor again.

Tears still falling down his face and he started hiccuping again. Blake frowned at the boy and hummed, she thought for a minute and smiled sheepishly again.

"Hey! Lance what kind of movies do you like? Do you want to watch some with us?" Blake asked going to the remote, turning on the flat screen tv they had and went on Netflix. While sitting down to the right of lance and Justin was on the left. She scrolled through movies and shows, but when she felt a tug on her shirt she stopped. Blake looked down and saw Lance pointing to a tv show named Voltron and she smiled.

"Voltron it is then!" Blake said smiling. There was a faint smile on Lance's face, she mentally high fives herself giving herself a high five.

She looked at him again and saw him smile at  the first episode. Blake snuggled into couch while lance laid his head on a pillow behind him.
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Blake felt something tighten on the side of her waist, she looked down to find lance curled up into a ball. He started nudging into Blake and held onto her shirt tightly. She smiled softly and turned off the tv, then brought lance up to the guest bedroom. She had planned to make it a little library, but instead was gonna to turn into his room now. She stroked the boys hair and sighed, she had no idea what this would turn into.
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