We're trapped with a Demon

Chapter 1 1/2 : A "humble" begining

RAINE

When I was 9, my parents were killed. According to the investigator, they were killed by a trained assassin of a elite clan and was just fulfilling a mission assigned to it. But before knowing my parents were dead I heard a sounds, footsteps, whimpering and begging. This lasted a few minutes, but I didn't come out of my room, instead I listened to the music or the satisfying sounds that entered my ear.

When the begging stopped and the footsteps disappeared, I immediately went to my parents' bedroom. There I saw my father's dead body resting on the bed and my mother's on the floor. My mind was blank. I went to my mother's corpse, I looked at it, it was lying in a kneel-like position. That explains the pleasing sounds I've heard. At that time when I entered, she was already bathing in blood, it was because of the stab I saw in her back. The stab was exactly where the heart was, clearly the reason of her immediate death.

I assumed that whoever this killer is, he started with my father who is more capable of fighting than of my mother. My father was defenseless, he was sleeping. Yet, my mother woke up. I bet she regretted that decision, she looked at the figure that would give her death itself. She must've knew she was no match for the killer. Yet I wonder why did the killer stab my mother's back even if she is facing him?

It still startled me that I did nothing to save them let alone mourn for them. I felt nothing less than being puzzled why It was so nice to hear the way my parents was killed.

After I was interviewed, the house cleaned, they let me enter a house- no scratch that, mansion. They explained that this was an orphanage. All gibberish came out their mouths next, full of so-called sympathy and bright future kind of things. I never had any grudges at policemen, I just wasn't in the mood. It was already three in the morning when they brought me here and I don't feel like sleeping at all.