The Raid

(A/N: this fic features an OC in the form of an XS child ^__^ dont like, don't read. You have been warned.)

Panic had quickly overtaken the varia castle; they were under attack from another famiglia. Xanxus stood proudly at the front of his army, shooting down anyone who dared to enter. The battle went on long into the night, but came to an end around four am. The varia units were exhausted. That kind of attack should have been nothing for them! They'd been attacked by one of the stray dog type famiglias that floated about, desperate to raise their ranking.

Xanxus sighed, pulling Squalo into a gentle embrace. "You're okay, aren't you?" He'd demanded she be hidden and fully protected during the raid. The pair returned upstairs soon after, leaving the other members to clean up. It looked as if only the first floor had been attacked. Upstairs was spotless, just like it always was.

"I'm going to make sure the noise didn't wake valente." Squalo gently released her hand from Xanxus' grip, but he followed regardless. Valente was still in bed, although his eyes were open. He looked terrified!

Squalo ran over and tried to pull her child into her chest, wanting to calm him. Only he wouldn't move.

"Valente, sit up please." No response from the boy. Was he really that shocked? Squalo tried to sit him up again, to no avail, but a small red spot began to appear on his duvet…

"Shit!" Xanxus pulled Squalo away from the bed and tossed the covers back roughly. "…Fuck! FUCK!" Xanxus was struggling to pull something, but eventually got it. A metal stake-like pole was in his hand, covered in fresh blood. "Fuckers." He muttered, shaking a little. Squalo paled at the sight of the object in her husbands hands.

"…V-valente?" She gasped tearfully. "He's not…."

Xanxus picked up the four year olds body, holding it close to his. His white shirt was quickly stained red as a puddle of blood formed at his feet.

"oh my fucking god…" Squalo chanted to herself, over and over again. She looked ready to faint. It was like a scene from a horror movie. Xanxus felt a stray tear sting at his eye. He took another glance at Valentes terrified eyes before gently closing them. He wanted him to at least be peaceful now.

"Sorry." Was all Xanxus could manage. Guilt ate away at him. How could he have been so stupid!? They'd used the raid as a distraction! This was their true intention! …But why? He was just a kid, a little more than a baby!

Xanxus was brought back from his thoughts by Squalos heavy sobbing. The poor woman was probably torn up inside…

When lussuria and a medic finally arrive it was too late. They came just in time to find two heartbroken parents and their little boy curled up in bed together. Even lussuria couldn't stop a tear from falling down his face.