"Shut up Treble!" Vegeta growled as he peeked his head out of the door and into the kitchen where his parents fought. The young infant stopped it's wailing and sniffed back any coming tears.
"You fucking whore! When I tell you to do something you do it!" His rash voice shouted before a crashing sound was made and a wail of pain came from the man's wife. Vegeta stared in horror as his father bashed his mother's head against the counter. Treble returned to his cries grabbing the attention of the vicious man. Vegeta gulped shutting the door and grabbing his baby brother out of the crib and hiding him in the closet. He shut the door before his father slammed the door open. His father's identical pitch black hair seemed like the flames of hell, and he was the beast.
"Where the fuck is the brat!?" He screamed, the younger boy stared up at him defiantly and knew that his father was going to beat him and his brother. So he had to save time for his brother, and hope there'd be enough time for himself. The bigger man walked up to the boy and grabbed his hair pulling the boy up to him by the hair. Vegeta winced and shut his eyes in pain but refused to scream or cry.
"I asked you a fucking question, answer me you little fucker!" He screamed into Vegeta's ear and shook him painfully hard. Vegeta opened one coal black eye the wrinkled his nose before spitting in the man's face. The man became furious and wrapped two giant hands around the boy's neck and squeezed tightly kicking as inhumane like noise erupted from his mouth. His mom walked in unnoticed by the man a huge gash on her head bleeding as well as her nose. She ran out of the room and called the police and grabbed a fork that was left out from dinner.
Vegeta's vision started to get patchy and blurry and he felt himself go weak. His feet slowed their kicking and his small fist fell to his side, his father banged him against the wall bringing him back to the human world, he continued the banging even though the child stopped his moving. He grinned and was stabbed in the back he screamed in pain dropping the lifeless child and turned around only to be punched in the face knocking him out. The police broke in and rushed into the house and grabbed the man putting him in cuffs and the paramedics rushed to Vegeta.
The mother ran to the cries of her infant and took him out of the closet, she cried as she watched her son being put in a black bag and ran up to him trying to wake him up as Treble tried to latch on his brother. The paramedics pushed her off and took her to treat her own wound while telling their deepest and sincere apologies. She cried, she had just lost her son and saw his dead body. She doesn't believe anything could be worse than that.
"Ugh! What the hell happened?" I looked around and saw my brother sleeping in his crib, I scratched my head and got up from the floor. I walked over to him and stared at his sleeping form, I grinned happily I protected him from dad he's safe. I walked over to the door and grabbed the handle turning it, it felt weird and odd. I honestly didn't feel the cold metal but only a tingling feeling through my whole body. I shook it off and walked out of the room. I looked up at the walls at the picture and got a weird feeling when I noticed all picture of me or with me were gone.
I ran to my parent's room not caring and screamed to my mom, she didn't even stir as I screamed bloody murder. I screamed sadly and in pain and the walls started to shaking and the pictures falling. Doors slaking open and shut lights flickering on and off. His mom woke up and fear spreader on her beautiful features, she got up and towards me. I held out my arms but froze when she walked through me and to Treble.
I followed her into the room I stopped screaming and the house stopped it's shaking, my brother was crying and she was rocking him back to sleep. I slowly walked up to her and stopped and took a deep breath before walking through her. I stared at my tan hands and noticed they got pale and is now and olive color. I walked into the bathroom and looked in the mirror in horror. Around my pupil-fewer eyes were black rings and around my throat were huge hand marks.
"I-I am dead," I said fearing my own words I cried but I was no longer angry I hid down in the basement where no one could hear me.