The Legacy of Higaki Sein
Chapter One: Growing Up
In the most harsh section of the Ryukongai, crime was everywhere. Rapes, murders, thefts, arson, ect. All these occur daily. In a little shack, not to far from that rough town where all these atrocity's occur, lives the Higaki family. Higaki Kyoubou, Higaki Atta, and their young son, Higaki Sein. Domestic disturbances were heard from this house daily, but, because of the lack of police force in the village, no one ever stopped it or stepped in.
"YOU WORTHLESS WHORE!!!" roared Kyoubou as he struck his cowering wife across the face. She fell from the blow as the man got on top of her, and began to strike her over and over, closed fisted, right in the face. Young Sein, sat cowering in the corner, his long, unkept golden hair, hanging about his face as tears poured.
Kyoubou sent a brutal kick to Atta's head, knocking her unconscious. He then stood up, and walked over to where he kept the knife for defense. He stood above the woman, smiling.
"Maybe you can finally learn your place now." Kyoubou picked her up by the hair, and threw her against the wall, waking her up. Kyoubou approached her, and cut straight across her face, right under each eye and slightly going over the nose. As it turned red, it started to bleed. Another brutal smack to the face, and she fell.
"Do not disobey me next time whore." Kyoubou threw the knife beside her head, missing by inches, and walked out of the hut. Sein scooted quietly over to his mom.
"Are you ok mommy?" the frightened seven year old asked his injured mom.
"Yes my beautiful baby boy." She answered, her voice shaky.
"Why does daddy hurt you mommy?" Sein asked, starting to cry even more.
"Because hunny, he doesn't know any better." She asked, not even knowing the answer herself.
"I DON'T KNOW ANY BETTER!?!?! HOW DARE YOU TEACH OUR SON SUCH GARBAGE!!!" Kyoubou roared. He had heard the entire thing. He grabbed the knife and lifted his frightened wife off the ground by her hair. He kicked Sein to the wall, so he could get him out of the way. Then, he slashed the knife across the woman's throat. She fell, bleeding. As soon as she fell, Sein acted. A darkness inside him awoke as the seven year old, leapt across the room, ripped the knife from his dad's hands, and jammed it straight into his chest, piercing his cold, black heart. He then stabbed him, eighty-nine more times, all in the chest. Even after the man was dead, Sein slit his throat.
A moment later, the sound of steel striking stone was heard, as the flimsy shack was blown away. A dark haired-man, dressed in a black kimono with white sash appeared. He was fairly handsome, and he had a katana in his hand.
"My boy, do not fret. I have come to take you away from this foul place." The man announced. Beside him, were two others, dressed in a similar fashion.
Sein looked up at the man. He was covered in blood, and pieces of a flesh substance, probably bits of the mans organs and skin.
"My name is Yamato Genryusai." The man announced one more, sheathing his sword as he stepped forward to young Sein.
Sein didn't even move, he just stared off into space, his eyes wide. The man named Yamato lifted the boy off the ground, his arms gaining the blood and fleshy parts. A moment later, he turned away, cradling Sein in his arms like a baby. The boy fell asleep in the firm arms that held him, as he was whisked away to a better place.
The four of them seemed to just vanish from the spot.