Prisoner of Desire

(Prologue)

I coward behind the couch; my body trembling vigorously, heavy tears filled my widened, light brown optics and trickled down my face, alone with mucous from my nose. My pants felt extremely wet, but warm as I gazed at my older twin sister. She stood over our father's cut up body, head to foot covered with blood. Scarlet blended in her light brown hair, her cocoa colored skin was sprinkled with crimson. Her light brown eyes weren't that of my loving, but misunderstood sister, but that of someone else's, insane and blood thirsty. A wide, malicious grin married her lips as she licked the blood off her lips and kicked father's dead body, making it roll over.

"That's for all the abuse you put me through, ya old bastard." She growled at the corpse as she panted heavily from the previous exercise.

I was forced to watch the whole scene from start to finish.

I was sitting on the couch watching television when drunk Itoshi stumbled into the living room and up to me, carrying a bottle of vodka in his left hand. His breath reeked of the stench of alcohol. He balled up his free in hand was about to punch me in the face when Rei slammed the front door. She was in nothing, but her underwear set, carrying a pile of her clothes in her arms.

"Hide Kaito." She demanded me and I quickly obeyed her without any hesitation by jumping behind the couch.

Right at that moment, blood from her wounds from Itoshi's earlier beatings seemed like it was being manipulated by Rei and turned into some type of thin whip shape. She used her blood as a weapon and sliced up Itoshi slowly. His cries of agony and Rei's maniacal laughter echoed loudly throughout the whole house. I wouldn't be surprised if some of the neighbors heard it. The walls and Rei were splattered with crimson from every swing she made. Her thin whip-like blood pierced through Itoshi's flesh like blades. Once Rei got tired and bored, she decapitated him, ending it instantly.

I stood up from behind the couch and walked up to Rei, my body still shaking. I held onto her arm with both of my hands. She stared down at me, still grinning maliciously

"R-Rei-chan?" I asked her, quietly.

"Look here you little shit I'm not your sister. Call me Chiyoye." She says, shaking out of my grasp and walked out the house, not caring to clean herself up.

That was the last time I ever saw my sister again. The next day, Rei Kumori, age eighteen was sent to a facility called Deadman Wonderland for first and second degree murder charges on Itoshi Kumori and Rin Yamamoto, her ex-boyfriend.