Chapter 1.

It was dark. Dark and cold. Dark, cold and wet. She couldn't see anything. She could hear the constant drips of the dirty sewage water drip onto her. She could also hear them outside the door. The young girl huddled into the corner waiting for her fate. It was hard for her to describe how she felt. To be honest, she really didn't care. Something inside her died that day they slaughtered her family in front of her eyes. Her mother, father and baby brother. Yet, they didn't mind dragging her along with them, letting her keep her life.

The ground was cold and the smell was unbearable. Not only did the sewage water smell, but the actual room had urine and human faeces layering the ground. Some of it hers, some of it the people's before her. It was revolting to say the least. Thank god there was no light. She didn't want to see the state of the place. She could only imagine what it must look like though in reality, it was much much worse to to what she can imagine.

She'd been there since she was ten. She was use to it. She knew what happened. They brought her out, had their fun and she was put back into the room. She was now twelve. Nothing new. Just the same old sick men. There'd be that one regular costumer who just loved her, then there'd be new comers trying her out for the first time and then there were the people who could afford nothing else or the person they wanted had been sold off.

"This is it." she heard the sound of the familiar man. "Now, how much will you be willing to pay for your time?"

"I'll decide how much I pay once I see the bitch." came another voice. Must be a new comer as she never recognised his voice. Didn't matter. It will always end up the same.

The door opened at the light came flooding into the room. Yes. The view was disgusting but it could not be compared to the smell. In the corner sat the twelve year old with nothing on her. Her arms, legs and the rest of her body had bruises all over her snow-white skin. Her hair was a dark brown, straight but greasy and full of dirt. A dry scalp accompanied this.

"What is this? I want my moneys worth!"

Just then, the girl shot up her head which she had buried into her knees.

It was her eyes that caught the man with the money's attention. Her eyes were sharp as well as grey. In the light they were in, they seemed black. So dark, so scary. Her stare alone could cause a man's heart to stop without reason. Though completely terrifying, they too were mysterious. They cut deep to your very soul. They don't say like it's a good thing. It was far from a good thing. You could see her burning at it and completely torturing your soul. It was hard to explain, but the dangerous edgy look for some reason gave the men a craving for more.

"I'll take a room with her..." the man found himself saying from the glare she gave him.

"Very well." the familiar man snatches the money out of his costumer's hand and began to count.

The young girl was bathed and dressed in a fine robe before being pushed into the beautifully decorated room. She'd never been in this room before. This room was the most expensive and was only usually paid by the richest of men. She had only been in second or third class rooms but it was her first being in a first class. That's when she noticed. The man who had paid for her entertainment that night wore an army uniform. A soldier? Not just any soldier. His military badge was a green unicorn with a white mane. The military police.

"So...what shall I call you?" he asked, swirling the glass of red wine in his hands.

The girl stayed mute. Over on the side lay food. Grapes, orange, apples, ham, cheese, bread, butter, chicken, turkey...the list went on and on. How can one person eat so much? She couldn't help but stare at the food and lick her lips at the sight. When the smell hit her nose, a grumble escaped from her stomach.

"Hungry, are we?" he laughed, walking over.

He teased her and ate the food in front of her, offering her none of it. He then asked her to strip down. Immediately, the girl slid off her robe and let the man examine her. He took his straps off and slid them too his side. The girl couldn't help but stare at the weird contraption connected to the straps. Was that blades? Were they some sort of swords?

The man set himself down on the bed and used his finger to egg the girl over. Immediately, she began to walk. Once she got to him, she pushed him back on to his back and climbed up on top. She then did what she had to do. The man closed his eyes and threw his head back. The girl used this opportunity to grab a blade from the weird weapon on the side.

"You're good, I'll give you that." he smiled, looking up at her.

The girl stood up with her hand behind her back. No expression on her face.

"Tell me your name, bitch?"

"Sofia." she said in a dead tone.

The second after she said her name, the hand from behind her back came up and slit his throat. A red liquid squirted out and drenched everything close by. Sofia stood up from the bed and wiped herself down with his green cape. She replaced her robe and kept the blade. She also went through the dead soldier's wallet and pulled out all the cash and shoved it into the pocket of the robe. The only sound that escaped her lips was, "Tch."

Afterwards, Sofia had a large feast. Once full, she put as much food as she could fit into her pocket and left through the window and made it down to the dark, empty streets below.

...

Two months passed and Sofia found herself to be an excellent fighter. Never had she experienced violence in her life until that one night with the soldier. However, Sofia wasn't the same. Something dark had snapped inside her. She became known on top as the, "The Cat." Not threatening at all sure. That's because she looked cute, adorable and innocent enough but once you were alone, that's when she'd strike. She'd leave claw-like marks (a technique of putting multiple blades between your fingers before you start slicing and dicing.) This gave her the cat look.

Sofia didn't care. Sofia wanted to survive. Two years of being abused. Sure, some had longer but she didn't care about them. This is her. This war called life caused everywhere she looked to become a battlefield and Sofia planned to win the battle, no matter the cost.

It was then it started. The sickness, the nausea, the constant craving of food. Sure, this happens when she's hungry but when a small bulge made an appearance from her body, she knew something wasn't right. She knew. Sofia was pregnant. Twelve years old and pregnant. With his baby! The dead perverted military police soldier.

Many times did Sofia try to abort the baby and many times she failed. Sofia could never bring herself to kill the baby. So she kept it. It was long and hard nine months. During this time, she couldn't stay in the underground which became her home. It was unsafe and she was nearly murdered so went up to Sina. With every hour that passed, Sofia thought she'd never make it till the end. That was until she met him.

"Are you okay?" the fourteen year old boy asked.

"What the fuck do you think?" Sofia would curse.

"My father's a doctor. Want him to check you out?"

"Go fuck yourself!"

Sofia thought she blew her chance of getting professional help. She was wrong. The boy came round with his dad being dragged about. She was then taken in. The boy had freckles and red hair and wasn't in the least attractive. Yet his heart was good and Sofia couldn't help but grow to love him. His name was James Warren.

The birth was a long one. Sofia was in labour for three days straight and on the third night did the baby finally push out. The candles burned low and Sofia screamed for the first time in her life. The pain was unbearable as if she was scorched over again and again by fire. Even then, she bet fire didn't hurt as much. When the last push brought the baby out, harsh cries filled the room. Sofia was then handed a flushed pink baby boy.

"It's a healthy boy." the doctor smiled.

Sofia gasped and nursed the babe in arms.

"What do you plan to call him?"

"Um...Levi." she muttered, stroking the hair of the baby. "Yeah, Levi. My baby brother was called Levi"

"Levi..." the doctor tried out. "Sounds good to me."

"Wasn't asking your opinion, shitty doc." The doctor just laughed at her usual out burst. Deep down, she knew she was happy.

...

Sofia since then lived a decent life. She stayed with the family who helped to raise Levi. Levi had just turned three and was walking down the street with a fifteen year old Sofia and seventeen year old James. The two were doing their chores before being asked to go collect some bread down at he bakeries. After they collected their bread, Levi ran off which resulted in the other two teens running after him. It soon turned dark and Levi was asleep while being flung over Sofia's shoulder.

"You're pretty strong." James commented.

"I did live underground."

"Yeah but not that long. You were pregnant at the time."

"Shut the fuck up freckles, don't you think I know that?"

"Hey." James scratched his face. "Listen...I uh...I was wondering...after chores on Saturday...do you want to...go out?"

"What about Levi?" Sofia asked with a bored expression.

"Leave him home. Just you a-and me."

"You fuckin' suck at askin' girls out, freckles."

"Is that a yes?" James hoped built up. They were quickly knocked down when Sofia shot him a death glare.

The two turned the corner. That's when it happened. A very tall, slim and well-built man with short, coarse looking dark hair that reaches to his neck and a thin beard along his jawline stood. He was dressed in black waistcoat and a bowler hat and had a knife in hand. With five swipes, he was able to slit the throats of five military police members.

Their lifeless bodies dropped to the ground. One in particular had hazel eyes with blonde hair dropped and her blank dead beady eyes stared at them. This wasn't the first time Sofia saw a dead body, but for James, he completely freaked out till the point he dropped the bread and threw up over his shoes.

"Hello kiddies." smiled the man.

"Tch." was all Sofia could respond with. She grabbed the back of James' neck and dragged him along the streets as they made a run for it. They zigged-zagged in and out of the street as if it was a maze, trying to lose the killer.

"W-Who was that?" James asked.

"Ever heard of Kenny the Ripper?" Sofia asked.

"O-Oh my God! I-It can't be!" James' eyes widened in horror.

"Well it fuckin' is dip shit! Now hurry up and bloody move unless you want to end up like those five idiots back there!?"

They turned a corner into a darkened alleyway. Bins and other trash covered the ground making lots of noise as they sprinted on top of it. Sofia dug into her pocket and brought out the knives and placed them in between her fingers. She never had to use her knives before since James and his family took her in but she kept them close, just the same. Sofia had witnessed many sights in life and refused to be unprotected at any time.

"M-Mummy?" a sleepy Levi rubbed the sleep out of his eyes. "We home?"

"No, no sweetie. W-We're...um...taking a short cut. Yeah."

That didn't last long. They hit a brick wall that blocked their path preventing them to go any further. A dead end.

"Shit," Sofia murmured.

"Oh no! What are we going to do!? We're going to die! I'll never see my mum or dad again. If I wanted to die so young I would have joined the damn survey corps!"

"James!" Sophia yelled. It took him by surprise as he was use to her calling him 'freckles.' "Get a bloody hold of yourself. Now turn round and run quickly!"

Just as they turned round to run, a knife was shot at them. Sophia with fast reflexes jumped back. Unfortunately, James wasn't as swift and the blade punctured its way in through James' throat. The force it brought with it pushed James right back to the brick wall before sliding down it. Killed instantly. Levi couldn't believe it. His eyes couldn't open wide enough to show the amount of shock he had felt. Sophia wanted to cry. She wanted to wrap her arms around him and apologise for her cursing, her teasing, her scary personality and agree to the date. Yet none of that would bring him back. If she didn't act now, she'd be killed and not just her, Levi too. Kill now, grieve later.

The killer wasn't suppose to be as fast as he was. That's when Sophia's eyes fell upon the 3D maneuver gear around his waist. He didn't have one before so must have stolen it from the one of the five military police members he killed. That's probably also why he arrived so fast that they didn't even get a chance to escape.

The man smiled at Sophia, twirling blades in his fingers in hope to intimidate Sophia. Inside, Sophia felt like crumbling down to the ground but on the outside, she wore her usual bored expression.

At the point the knife flew at her, Sophia dodged and threw Levi into a corner. The toddler crawled and hid behind a bin, hoping it would all be over soon. Sophia then ran at Kenny, full force showing no fear in her eyes, only rage. She slashed at him but he jumped out of the way. When he tried going for her throat, Sophia bent backwards watching the blade just missed the tip of her nose. She quickly bends back straight giving him a spinning kick, which he blocked with his arms. He slashes again but Sophia bends over forward, only getting the ends of her hair taken off. Finally, Sofia stands up but while doing so, brings her arm up so that the blades in between her fingers slice through Kenny's shirt and skin.

"No way are you The Cat." Kenny laughed. "You're so young! You would have been younger back then too."

Sofia replied with a glare and a, "Tch," before trying to slice him again. This time however, Kenny grabbed her wrist and with his free hand, punches her right in the face. He lets go of her but swings a kick at her hand to knock out all the knives. He then swung another kick in the stomach to knock her down to the ground.

It didn't stop there. Sophia used her feet to trip him over and grabbed a knife she dropped before running over to Kenny and laying it deep inside his gut. Finally, it was over. Sophia got up and grabbed Levi from behind the bin and limped out of the alleyway. Just as she did though, a bang erupted and echoed through out the streets. A sharp seeping pain pushed its way in through the back of Sofia. Very slowly, she found herself dropping to the ground and collapsing on top of Levi, blood dribbling out of her mouth.

Kenny sat up with his hand over his wound and a gun in the other which had smoke leaving it. He blew at it before placing it back in his jacket.

"M-Mummy?" Levi asked, with a shake in his voice and clawed his way out from underneath of her.

"Levi baby, promise me one thing. You'll keep fighting. No matter who they are, you will keep fighting. Don't let anyone stop you from living. If you must die, go down with a hell of a fight." smiled Sofia. She reached out and stroked Levi's cheek, smearing her blood over his face. He held her hand there tightly with his small fat ones. "I love you."

That's when the light from Sofia's eyes left. Levi shook her lifeless body over and over again, begging and crying for her. Yet she stayed still. Kenny got up however and used the wall to support himself while he was currently in a fatal position. Levi took the knife from his mother. He must fight. Fight. FIGHT!

Levi ran at Kenny with the knife but Kenny just had to put his leg out for Levi to crash into it. Levi once crashed into the leg used the opportunity to stab the knife into his leg. Kenny let out a scream of pain.

"Why you little-"

He stopped. No kid would have the guts to do something like that. Not even a three year old. If a three year old saw at least one of their parents die right in front of them, they'd be a mess by now. Not this one. Levi was different. Levi had angry eyes- eyes of a killer. Just looking at his eyes sent shivers down his spine. There was something special about this kid that just had Kenny intrigued.

Without thinking, Kenny took the knife out of Levi's hand and threw him over his shoulder. With the 3D maneuver gear, he made his escape before the military police found him.

This was just a beginning to show who his mother and father were and how he came to know Kenny the Ripper.

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