Hey guys! First off I have to apologise for not updating anything in… a VERY long time…:/ But I have the valid excuse of school, exams and writers block. But it's summer now so I might have a bit of time to write some stuffs! Secondly I have to apologise to any frequent readers of my other stories for not updating them and starting a new story… I know… I'm a terrible person… XP

Anyways! I've been watching a lot of anime this past year and I've been dying to write some anime fanfic so I decided to write a bit about Ayato's (From Tokyo Ghoul) back story as you never really know what happens to him… and he's also a mega interesting character. I know some of this stuff may not be anime or manga accurate as I'm changing a lot up so soz if you end up shouting at the screen going 'that wasn't what happened';) This story starts after Ayato and Touka's parents were killed and they went to live in Antique.

Anyways here's the first chapter- I hope you enjoy!:)

Chapter 1- Broken Promises

I lay still.

Staring with tired eyes at the cracks on the ceiling. Right now, the scratches that would usually resemble a cute rabbit looked more like a demon, the horns stretching long and sharp. Like a Kagune; like a monster.

I slowly closed my eyes: Trying to place myself in a world of darkness. It was quiet. Almost, almost silent. But even I couldn't block them out. The muffled voices of stressed adults in the other room, trying to keep quiet and calm but failing miserably as their panic rose.

I scowled, opening my eyes once more. Adults were such pathetic creatures. All they did was make mistakes, they never learned, thinking they were wise and knew everything.

A moment passed.

I felt a soft presence outside the room and a second later the door squeaked hesitantly open and gentle footsteps padded across the room. I turned to face the wall.

"Ayts?" I heard my sister ask.

"Leave me alone."

She sat on the edge of the bed, the wooden planks creaking uncomfortably in the quiet. "How're you feeling?"

"Fine, it's not me that's dead is it?" I shot back.

"Ayato, calm down."

"Why should I do what you say? You're not Mum."

"I know, but mummy and daddy…"

"Told you to keep me safe and teach me new things I know."

We were silent for a few minutes and the voices from the other room raised another notch.

"What are they talking about?" I asked roughly, my curiosity unwillingly getting the better of me.

"About what we should do now," Touka replied softly. "They're thinking about moving us all but the Doves haven't found this place yet- some think it's safest just to stay put."

"Well it clearly isn't safe, the Doves still managed to pick a load of us off didn't they?" My voice cracked.

"I know, but right now we're safest here." A fiery anger rose in my chest, how could she stay so calm? So nonchalant!? She was the one going to school, getting involved with the humans and putting us all in danger in the first place! Didn't she know it was those who hid in the wide open that ended up getting themselves killed? Didn't realise that was how dad died? That stupid, weak, feeble, pathetic excuse for a dad… Dragging us to the library everyday- trying to teach us how the humans worked instead of how to fight and protect ourselves. Pathetic and afraid.

I huffed, "Yea right, you keep believing that Touka."

"Don't talk to me like that Ayato, I'm doing what's best for the both of us." Her voice turned sharp, but it still shook in slight fear- pathetic.

I turned on her furiously, "It's your fault that we're here in the first place! Don't try to defend yourself! I never wanted to come here! This is all your fault!"

Tears welled up in her eyes, "I was trying to keep you safe!" She stood up, her emotions splattered in plain view on her face, she was vulnerable- out in the open, weak. "When mum and dad died I was there for you, I looked after you, and I took you somewhere I thought would be safest! If it wasn't for me you'd be lying out there on the streets either dead or starving!"

"No! If it wasn't for you I'd be out there in a strong group, fighting, becoming stronger! Strong enough to protect myself without your help! But no instead you took me to a weak little hide out thinking that no one would die here! Well guess what?! People are dying here! And you know why?! Because they're weak and vulnerable here! Because they're trying to act like humans when they're not! They're lying to themselves and don't you dare try to deny it." My voice turned vicious and I bared my teeth angrily.

"Ayato!" She exclaimed.

"No! They're weak and feeble and can't fight or defend themselves! We're ghouls Touka! Wake up!" I snapped my fingers together, "We're animals not humans! We were born to hunt! Not pick up dead suicidal humans off the streets! Not try to act like the humans by going to school and getting jobs and pretending to eat their food- we weren't meant for that! Can't you see it Touka, these people are afraid, they're hiding in the wide open and they're going to get themselves killed!" Tears stung in the back of my eyes and my voice cracked but I pushed away the emotion- burying it under layers upon layers of anger. "They're pathetic! Just like dad was, and look where that got him! Dead. Murdered- splat! Bye, bye dad! That's what you're turning me into! And I won't let you! I won't let you make me weak! I won't let you turn me into a… a…a GOD DAMNED HUMAN!"

I gasped for breath. My chest heaving. Touka looked at me, her eyes wide and shocked, pain lashing out like fire in her irises.

The adults in the other room had gone silent.

Touka swallowed. "I-if you don't want…."

"Oh save your stuttering! I'm sick of you! You're just afraid! You're pathetic! And I'm ashamed to be related to you!" I spat the words out, not even thinking about what they meant. I just needed to get out. I needed to survive. I needed to be strong. I needed to run.

"Take that back!" Touka shouted.

I jerked, startled at the sound that had come out her little personality.

"Take it back Ayato!" She glared at me. But the anger was consuming me too fast. She couldn't tell me what to do.

"No!" I started defiantly at her. "I'm done with doing what you want me to do. I'm done following your weak instructions." Her fists were clenched so hard together they were white. "I'm leaving. Goodbye sister."

I pushed of violently from the bed and shoved past her, running to the door. I fell into the corridor and ran past the shocked faces of Antique's members. Everything moved past in a blur. I reached the door only to find it blocked by the old manager: The Owl.

"I'm sorry you feel that way about us Ayato. I can assure you those things you just said are not our intentions- we will gladly fight to protect our own. We can teach you to be strong here too- so stay, for your sister's sake as well as your own, hear us out and-"

"Oh get out of my way stupid old git!" I yelled barging past him and throwing myself into the cold icy street. The door of Antique slammed shut behind me. Snow swirled round me in spirals. I picked myself up and ran, my heart pounded hard against my chest, blood thundered through my ears. I didn't think. I just kept running. Faster, harder: My feet slapping on the icy concrete.

Suddenly, my Kagune exploded from my back and I leaped onto the roof, jumping from building to building, the snow blurring in the edges of my vision, turning my world into one long white tunnel.

I cried out as my foot caught on a loose shaft of concrete and I tumbled through the air. Wrapping myself in my Kagune like a cocoon I spun through the falling snow and shot straight into the sewage tunnels.

I hit the concrete with a deafening crack and winced as my arm crumpled from under me. I unlocked my Kagune from round me and sucked it away. The horrific stench of waste filled my nostrils, burning down my throat. I coughed and backed against the slimy walls.

I looked down at my arm- it was bent at a wrong angle and was flaring angrily. I cupped it in my other arm and leaned against the stone cold tunnel.

The reality hit me like a punch in the chest. What did I just do? What have I done? I thought back to Touka's horrified, hurt face and felt my heart contract in my chest. A sob rose up in my throat and I chocked it back down. I had to stay strong. I had to-

But the tears over-flowed and I gave in to my misery and collapsed onto the damp sticky ground. I'd acted selfishly. I'd lost my parents and I'd been accepted into another family, into a warm world, and I'd thrown their kindness back in their faces… I'd lost the only family I had left. I'd lost Touka… and for once it wasn't a Doves fault…. It wasn't another ghouls fault.

It was mine.

I squeezed my eyes tight shut, confusion drowning my head in chaos, sharp pain shooting through my arm.

But no… no it wasn't my fault… not really…none of this would ever have happened if dad hadn't been so weak as to let us live hidden in a human society. None of this would have happened if dad hadn't gotten himself killed because he was too weak to fight the Doves head on. We'd never have been found out had it not been for the stupid rotten human neighbour we'd gone to for help when dad had… abandoned us. Antique were the same- trying to hide among humans, pathetic, worthless creatures…But no- I was done hiding. I was done being weak. I was done following orders. I was a ghoul. And ghouls were stronger. Ghouls were predators.

Ghouls were monsters.

And I was one of them.

Hope you enjoyed! I'm always welcome to constructive criticism or new ideas so if you've got any send me a review or a pm!:)

Thanks for reading,

Acia xxx