Chapter 1

-flashback-

"Aaron! Get in the closet and stay there! Don't come out until he is gone!" a frantic female voice cried as Aaron saw his father piling up stuff in front of the door of their home.

"Mommy, what is going on!?" Aaron cried, on verge of tears as he sat on the floor inside the closet in one of the corners.

Suddenly, there was heavy pounding on the door in the living room.

"I love you sweetie. Stay here please. Be as quiet as you possibly can." His mother said sadly as she closed and locked the door.

Aaron sat quietly, tears streaming down his face and sobbing silently. After several seconds of silence, it sounded like a small explosion in the living room. Aaron heard roaring and things smashing all around and things breaking. After what seemed like 10-15 mins, the roaring stopped along with all the smashing. Aaron remained silent, fighting the urge to cry out in fear as footsteps came into the room he was hiding in. the footsteps got closer and closer until it sounded like they were at the door. After several agonizing seconds, Aaron felt another thing explode and heard the sound of wings flying away.

He waited for several mins before he turned the doorknob to look outside. As he walked out, there was a hole blown into the side of the room, where he guessed the person took off. He walked through the house, seeing it trashed and destroyed. As he went into the living room, he saw his mother and father lying on the ground, bleeding. He ran over to his dad, who looked like he had several slash wounds and several puncture wounds. He gazed at his face, which had black, soulless eyes.

"Daddy…." Aaron said quietly, tears streaming once again as he realized his father was dead. As he was crying, something grabbed him by his shoulder. Aaron jumped back but realized it was his mother. Aaron ran to her side, watching as she was bleeding from her stomach.

"you'll be ok mom. Everything will be ok…." Aaron sobbed as he tried to find something to stop the bleeding.

"Aaron, live on sweetheart…." His mother said softly, coughing and bleeding from her wound.

Aaron continued sobbing. "don't go mommy…."

"Daddy and I love you Aaron…. don't forget….." his mother said, coughing again, gasping for a final breath and then stopped breathing, her body going limp, gaining the same eyes Aaron's father had.

Aaron cried out in agony and cried uncontrollably for what seemed like hours, kneeling over his parent's bodies. He closed their eyes as someone ran in behind him.

"oh no….I was too late…." A voice said as he fell to his knees in shock of the horrendous site. He then noticed their son Aaron, lying on his mother's dead body. He slowly stood up and walked over to Aaron, placing his hand on Aaron's shoulder. He looked up and saw it to be his uncle who lived 45 mins from them.

"Uncle Derrill…..who would do this?" Aaron cried out as he continued sobbing with his palms in his face.

His uncle didn't respond, but he embraced his nephew and hugged him, not caring that the blood was staining his clothes. "I got to get him out of here. they will surely come back looking for him…." Derrill thought as he heard the wailing of sirens pulling up to the driveway. "Come on Aaron. The policemen are here. We got to go and let them do their job…." Derrill said softly, trying to stand up.

"NO! I want to stay with Mommy and Daddy!" Aaron said, clutching onto his Mother's neck.

"Come on Aaron…. Please…..let the good policemen do their work…." Derrill said, feeling crushed about taking Aaron away from his parents. He had to though, for Aaron's sake.

After several mins of fighting Derrill's pleading, Aaron let go, kissed both his mom and dad on the cheek and ran over to Derrill. After Derrill and Aaron answered a few questions from the police, Derrill gave them his phone number in case there was any new news on the investigation. Afterwards, Derrill got a spare shirt and pants from his trunk and allowed Aaron to change out of his clothes that he needed to give to the police into the new ones.

As soon as they were on the road, Aaron laid down on the seat of Derrill's car, still sobbing slightly. Derrill latched a lap belt around his waist, closed the door and climbed into the driver's seat, driving away from the house into the distance.

End of Ch 1