Prologue- April 17th, 1945

The Tomlinson's where a happy family. They lived in a small house in the city of Doncaster, England. They didn't need much to be happy. They had to work for days on end just to give them breakfast or a simple snack to keep themselves alive. Louis and his 4 sisters and his mum had many friends in Doncaster. No one would dream of hurting them. Until that night...

Louis was done tucking in his little sister, Phoebe Tomlinson, he walked into his room, and plopped himself down on the bed, soon falling asleep. He has been working on a old mans farm for 27 hours straight, and only brought home a dollar and a small package of crackers. Which he gave to his sisters. He slept quietly...

Later that night, Louis blinked his eyes open to a scream. He sat up slowly, walking out of his room slowly, and quietly.

"LOUIS!" He heard his little sister, Daisy cry out and then followed by a painful-sounding screech. Louis quickly bulleted down the hallway and into the living room, where he saw his family, hands behind their backs, cloth gagging them so they couldn't talk or scream. Louis couldn't move, frozen by terror.

"Well, well, well. Looks like we have another one!" Louis felt a cold hand on his throat and he felt himself on the floor in seconds, his head and back aching.

"LOUIS!" Louis looked up for a second, his vision blurry, and saw a man slap Daisy across the face.

"Shut up you little bitch!" And the man threw Daisy on the floor and kicked her in the stomach.

"You basterds!" Louis's voice cracked. He couldn't see how many men were here, but there was more than one. Then a man picked up Louis and tied his hands behind his back, Louis was too weak to do anything.

"Okay now Mr. Big Brother. Tonight, you watch you family die." He pulled out a shotgun, and without looking he pulled the trigger, shooting his mother, Johanna, square in the head.

"NOOO!" Louis tried squirming away, but the man holding him had a tight grip.

"Shut up! Now it's gonna be 10 times worse for your sisters." The man who shot his mother, grabbed Lottie by her blonde hair and pulled her up, tears forming in her eyes, from the pain. The man took a dagger out of his pocket and held it up to Lottie's neck.

"Now love, because of your brother, I have to kill you slowly, where should I start carving your beautiful body out?" And he pushed the knife into her neck, making blood pour right away.

"Or I could start somewhere else." He jabbed the knife into her side, making her bleed rapidly. And the man dropped her, bleeding, and chocking on her own blood.

Louis had full tears running down his face. "please don't. I'll do anything, please don't hurt my sisters."

The man looked at Louis, his eyes narrowed. "I have things planned for you later pretty boy." And he grabbed Fizzy's arm and pulled her up, tears in her eyes

"Now, I'll make your death quick." Before Fizzy could pull away, he cut a deep cut from the bottom of her stomach, all the way up to her chin. Fizzy fell limp in his arms almost right away. And he dropped her next to her sisters cold, unmoving body.

The man started reaching for Phoebe, who was curled up next to Daisy.

"NO PLEASE DONT HURT HER! I WILL DO ANYTHING! GIVE YOU ANYTHING! PLEASE DONT HURT THEM! PLEASEEEE!" Louis sobbed.

"it's too late for that." The man smirked devilishly and he grabbed Phoebe, and almost in the blink of a eye, he had his hand on either side of phoebes head, and twisted. And then jabbed a dagger into her throat.

Louis's face went pale and blank as he saw his sister, fall to the floor. He couldn't bear it anymore.

"please just kill me!" He cried out with a heart wrenching sob.

"I will pretty boy, just after I finish the last one off." He smirked coldly at Daisy. And picked her up, and held the shotgun to her head, Daisy mouthed "I love you Louis" before the man pulled the trigger, letting Daisy's body fall as well.

Louis screamed and screeched then tried to get away. Tears pouring in waterfalls down his cheeks.

"Now pretty boy, your turn." The man who was holding him, threw him on the floor. The man who murdered his family, walked up to him and grabbed his head, holding the knife to it.

"You got to see your family die...all in one night. I'm glad you were here to see it." He smirked evily and held Louis's mouth, and cut a slanted line across his face on both sides, making him look like he was smirking. The second the man let go of Louis's head, Louis screamed in pain, which was the worst thing he could have ever done. He felt his face tear open slowly, and painfully. He let tears fall freely. And the man grabbed the openings of Louis's mouth, and opened, making Louis's artificial smile open more, causing blood to flow. Soon he was choking on his own blood. Then the man a lighter, and he warmed up his knife by holding it over the flame, and jammed it into Louis's eye socket. Making a little bit of white stuff fall out of Louis's eye socket. And he couldn't see out of it anymore. And he screamed in pain again, making his cuts open more. And the man did the same with the other eye. Louis screamed again...

"Goodnight forever Louis William Tomlinson." And then Louis felt a cold sharpness go into his throat, then a sharp pain in his head and the sound of a bullet...

Hey my little bears! This is my new story The Boy. I hope your all enjoying it so far. And yes I was inspired by a few other books. So it might look a bit familiar. Anyways please remember to:

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