My Best Friend's a Serial Killer

Your kind of long backstory

HOLD ON! Before we continue, this is a book with MY style of the Jack the Ripper thing over at London back in 1888. Also something I based off of Assassin's Creed: Syndicates' thing. This takes place around 1873. Hope you enjoy reading.

Your name is (Y/n) (L/n).

You were a boy who never really liked anything, you broke rules, you disobeyed people's orders, spit on the cops' shoes...

Anyway, you've been sold to some guy named Emmanuel when you were 8, he offered your parents a lot of money, and they let you go. So, you worked for Emmanuel for a while until this guy with a hood beat the crap out of him.

You escaped, not even daring to look at the man in the hood. You ran as fast as your short kid legs could take you. After what felt like hours of running, you stopped in an alleyway, you didn't know where you were, but you were sure you were far from the place you came from. Suddenly, you hear the voice of a child who sounds around the same age as you. "Hello...?" They called, you didn't answer, you stared at them with your cold, (E/c) eyes, but they remained unaffected, usually your glare would scare off an adult, didn't really work on Emmanuel, but this kid was standing still, not scared of your glare, not even a bit!

"My name is... Erm... Cayden..."
They stated, Cayden, the first kid who didn't fear your cold stare.

"I'm (Y/n). I'm busy right now, can you not disturb me? Please?" You asked. Cayden stared at you for a while, then he smiled. "Nope! I'm helping you with whatever it is you're busy with!" Wow...

Something told you that you'll be stuck with Cayden.

*Half-assed timeskip*

It was cold, dark. You were shivering and so was Cayden. The two of you were walking down the street, kind of enjoying your time away from the factory, yup, you were sent to a factory. Cayden wanted to break the silence, but a man grabbing him and covering his mouth beat him to it.

His muffled words made you turn around to see the man, you were ginna charge him, but blood was splattered everywhere. Said man falls to the ground, revealing someone with a knife towering over your friend.

You were frozen, but Cayden grabbed you, screaming "Run!" As the two of you ran like hell.

*another half-assed timeskip!*

You seemed to have fallen asleep on a few sacks of, well, you didn't really know, nor did you care, it was comfy. You felt pressure on your chest, so you looked down, only to see your friend, Cayden, sleeping soundly on your chest.

So young, yet you're putting them together already?

Shut up, I do what I want with my book.

*ehem* anyway.

You tried to keep calm, despite the boy who sleeps on your chest. He was androgynous.

You tried your best not to make a sound as you try to slip from his grasp, yet he was clinging onto you for dear life, his grip tightened, he's having some sort of nightmare. You tried to pat his head, which seemed to work, considering his grasp loosened a bit.

Keyword: Bit

He felt your hand on his head before, so he knew it was you. You tried to slip from his grasp again, only to have him flinch and let out a small "Hm~"

...

What'ya thinking~?

ANYWAYS!!! He was waking up, so you just slumpt your head back onto the sack, pretending to be asleep by doing fake snores.

A few seconds later, you feel a poke on your cheek, then you hear Cayden's voice, saying "I don't think kids our age snore that loudly." He smiled, somehow you only felt him smile.

This is your kind of long backstory, tell me what you think, no negative comments please, I'd rather not have bad stuff in my comments, if I ever get stuff in my comments.
Anyways, I'll see you around.
Remember to stay your blade for now...

I feel like I've made a mistake publishing this, but meh.