The good one
I can see group of kids are playing at a park they were all about in elementary school same as me but I wasn't playing with them even though I know there about to ask me to
"We need one more"
"Hey should we invite him to play with us"
"don't go near that monster didn't you hear what he did"
"Yeah but that's just a rumor look at him he couldn't have done something like that"
"Your probably right and if he did, I heard it may have been an accident"
They start walking closer to me and they finally as i expected asked if I wanted to play with them I didn't hate that they asked me. I could've just said no i hated how they did it
"Hey you wanna play with us"
The kid in the front said that he seemed like the nicer of the 2Before i can kindly say no like i'm sure i would have back then the other more cautious kid seems to be on guard and gesturing me to decline the nicer kid catches wind of this tells his friend to stop and looks back at me and says
"Its ok we know your not a monste-"
That was the last thing I hear the kid say before my fist connects with his face you could feel the atmosphere change the second before I hit him i've always been good at reading people and i could tell that when those kids looked into my eyes I looked back at there's and read-only fear
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING"
"why'd you hit me"
As he's crying i'm just standing there I honestly to this day have no idea exactly why I did that he probably didn't even think anything of it, he couldn't have known what happened that morning but what he said was wrong because I know exactly what I am and I know exactly what I did
"I'm a monster"
They run as I sit in the middle of the now empty playground the swing set is still swinging after the kids on it got up and ran. I think about how parents had pushed their kids on swings and I get a short flashback to when I pushed someone.
My alarm clock suddenly goes off and I wake up from my nightmarish memory the second I wake up I can feel that there is another person in the room he's holding a knife and about to attack me I don't move because I know he can't kill me or at least im not reading an intent to kill from him
I hear no noise and he swings his weapon towards my face but As I suspected this knife-wielding man in front of me stopped with his blade not even an inch away from my face there were over 1000 ways I know how to stop this man but most of them result in death my teacher wasn't the most altruistic person and mainly taught me way to kill my opponents. I hear the door open behind him and a muscular man with white hair on his head and a scar on his face walks into my room he could easily pass for being 30 despite his real age his name fits his brutish body he's my father, Titan
"Sedah(Me) get out of bed already your gonna be late for your first day"
My father said that without addressing the actual ninja standing in my room but he was weirdly cheerful when he said that something good must've happened. unlike his body his personality was pretty childish when it came to me (his only son that he was allowed to raise) but just as he looks I promise you this man is one of the most dangerous and powerful people in the world
"Dad who is this guy"
I ask while staring at this wannabe assassin clad in a black cloak
"i'm an assassin"
"Says the self-proclaimed assassin"
I accidentally said that last part out loud
"No son he is an actual assassin"
"..."
"..."
"Dad why is he in my room"
I ask while staring at this actual assassin
"I asked him to test you"
"Why was i being tested"
He gave me a death stare that i could tell meant i was asking many questions regardless I keep talking to get him and this strange assassin out of my room quicker
"Well sorry I must've failed because I didn't block his dagger or something right"
"On the contrary, you passed with flying colors"
The actual assassin blurts out
"Your son is truly amazing titan taking out that many men in his sleep, I just wish he didn't kill them they were valuable assets"
"That's my boy"
It was right then that I looked around the room and notice that the color of my walls was not usually red and that there were bodies on the floor cut and mangled in various ways I was familiar with such a site but it still a horrific thing to see
"Dad how could you"
"Im sorry but I can't have you denying what's yours one day I will die and I will make you into my heir by force if needed. that is what I trained you for the bad one no the monster must be used to death"
As my father and his assassin friend leave the room he looks back to tell me
"Don't bother going to school today the test you just passed was a transfer exam"
YOU ARE READING
The good one
ActionWhen I was younger I made a mistake but the fact that I didn't mean to do it doesnt make me any less of a monster