Tales of Crazy: RusAme short stories

My Brother is a Killer

Warning: This is very gruesome compared to my other writing.

If you are uncomfortable with depictions of gross bodily harm, I suggest you don't read this one.

*Amerus*

I walk through the dark city streets. I've been on the run since Rusame kidnapped our parents.

That was three years ago.

Moms sunglasses rest on top of my head. My clothes are worn and dirty.

I pass by an alley, when I'm grabbed and dragged into it.

I start to scream, but the person covers my mouth with a cloth.

Chloroform.

I pass out.

*+*Later*+*

I wake up, tied to a chair.

I look around, but everything is dark, except for the one spot of light I'm in.

I hear footsteps.

I'm scared.

Rusame steps into the light. "Hello, brother."

I start panicking, trying to get away from him.

He grabs my hair and makes me look at him.

He growls "I've been trying to catch you for THREE YEARS!! Why did you run away?!"

I shiver, then start crying.

Rusame slaps me. "TELL ME!!"

I whimper. "I-I d-didn't w-want y-you to h-hurt me!"

Rusame raises an eyebrow. "Is that all?"

"Y-You're sc-scaring me!"

Rusame chuckles. "I know. I tend to do that."

"A-Are Mom and Dad st-still a-alive..?"

He laughs. "Why wouldn't they be? I need slaves!"

Mom and Dad step into the light. They have collars on.

They look at me. They look so tired and sad.

Rusame says "I'll let you catch up with each other for a few minutes while I go sharpen my knives."

He walks away.

Mom (Ame) hugs me tightly. "A-Amerus! I-I missed you!"

Dad (Rus) hugs me as well. "How did you survive for three years?"

I lean closer to him "I-I have no clue, honestly."

Rusame comes back with a knife. "Alright. Reunion over. Get out."

Mom and Dad leave. Rusame unties me.