Judgement Day

by memelee0101

Yume Aiko Akuma is not your average girl. The day she was born she had demon wings and catlike ears and tails. On that same day, the villigers clamed that she would ether be killed or chased out of the village at the age of five. She doesn't know that this rule is made. All she knows that her birthday is Judgement day and that her life would change on that day. Forever.

1. Chapter 1

*********Chapter 1: Escape********

I tried to encourage myself to keep going, to keep moving. Each time I stop to catch my breath. I could hear them, coming closer to get me, coming closer to catch me, coming closer to kill me. Being at that place, being scared for my life every day, every minute, and every second. I could not take it anymore. I had to leave. I had to escape.

****Earlier that day***

It was the same thing every morning for me. I would wake up before the sun comes up. Waiting for her to come. However, today was different. Today was the day. Judgment day. This was the day that all those years of hate and fear broke out. Where my village, my own family, my own mother, would try to kill me. The day I was born, my birthday, was Judgment day. I didn't understand why they hated me. Why they despised me. By the age of 1, when I could barely could walk or say anything, SHE locked me up in a cell deep in the basement like an animal. SHEwould come every morning, once the sun has risen, and tortured me. With many different tools. Each tool would cause unbearable pain and scares.

Looking at the door, I could hear footsteps coming my way. I knew what was coming.SHE was coming. My MOTHER.She stepped into the room and walked towards the wall, without even looking or glancing at me. I got up and walked towards her, slowly, from the pain from yesterday. Letting her put chains around my legs, arms, and neck like a dog on a leach. I put my hands against the wall, showing her my bear back filled with scars all across. Showing her the pain that caused pleasure to her messed up soul. I waited…but nothing happened.

"Yume…"

I was so surprised. She never called me by my birth name. AS she tortured me the only name she ever came out of her mouth was demon. I'm scared…no terrified of her. I turned around to see her face that showed no emotion.

"You know what today is right?"

How could I forget today? It was my birthday. Her voice showed no emotion. Before I was not allowed to speak or even scream in pain. Now looking at her I knew that she wants me to. From not speaking for so long, my voice was hoarse and hardly recognizable, even to my self.

"Judgment Day."