Author's note:

There IS OCs involved. Both are male. There might be Yaoi in this story. IF YOU DO NOT like Yaoi, boyxboy love, or Shounen-Ai, then you might not like this story or later chapters.

Thank you for reading, ~Anz


Chapter One - Etzel

:WARNING: Graphic material ahead. If you wish to keep on reading, but don't want to see it, skip it.

Etzel was always the 'weird one' in his family. He always stayed in his room, barely ate, nor drank, talking amongst himself. Atleast, that's what his family always said. What they didn't know, was that Etzel was an Indigo child. He could speak and hear the dead, anywhere. From home, to the park, to his school. He was really skinny, compared to his family. At age 9, he was only 45 pounds, underweight for an average nine year old. He was only 34 inches tall, 13 inches shorter than average. His parents started to worry. When he was 11, they took him to a doctor's office, and things went horrible.

Since he could hear and speak to the dead, he paid attention to them instead of the doctor. The spirits told him things, such as,"Come with us","Kill yourself, be with us"; things that involved coming with them. He screamed, wanting them to go away. He clawed at the bed, crying, screaming, begging them to stop. The doctor tried to calm him down, but it was no use. He was rushed into the emergency room. Suddenly, he blacked out.

He woke up. His vision blurry, possibly from the black out and crying."Wo bin ich? Was ist passiert?*" He said, hoping to find a voice from someone close."Oh, gut, du bist wach. Du bist im Krankenhaus. Man brauchte einen Schuss zu beruhigen.**" The doctor. He was hoping for his mother's or father's voice, but that will do. He listened to the doctor talking to his parents that he was officially identified as an Indigo child.

Later that day, Etzel was forced to eat all his dinner, or punishment will be involved. After his 10th bite of his dinner, he said he was full, only half of his dinner was left. All of a sudden, a sharp pain streaked across his left cheek. He was slapped by his father. He screamed in pain as tears welled up in his eyes. His father yelled at him to eat all of it, full or not. His 2 brothers and sister giggled, not getting caught by their parents. He pouted slightly, then started eating again.

After his family finished, he was the only one left at the dinner table. Etzel's plate only had about one-fourth of his food left. After his 26th bite, he started feeling... sick. His stomach started feeling queezy. He burped softly, then his eyes widened. He tasted bile in his throat. He was about to vomit. He wrapped his hand around his mouth, covering it. He burped again, this time, his food came up. He needed to cough, but he knew damn well he shouldn't, otherwise the vomit will come right out. He tried to keep it down, swallowing rapidly, but it was no use. He finally gave up and coughed, and out went the vomit, right onto the floor. He cried, knowing that his parents will kill him if they saw this. He watched with tears rolling down his cheeks as the undigested food splattered onto the floor, a color that no one can describe, other than disgusting.

After all the contents were out, Etzel looked at it, eyes wide and holding his stomach. Some of it was still connected to his lips. He was breathing heavily, the taste no one can describe lingered in his mouth. His parents heard the vomit hit the floor, so they rushed over to see a shaking, pale, and ill Etzel. He looked at them, eyes wide. Instead of helping him, asking if he was okay, they yelled at him, apparently worried about their floors than their child. They spanked him, telling him to go to his room. He ran into his room and slammed the door. His father, now enraged, walked over to his room, a belt in hand. He knocked the door open, scaring the poor child, in the middle of talking to his dead friend, Dietlinde, who died of rape. Etzel's father, as furious as a bull, closed the door and locked it. He grabbed the boy by the hair and plopped him down on the bed, back in front of him. He whipped his child's ass, calling him useless, and saying that he should have been aborted. Then, he raped him, right in front of Dietlinde, who died of it.

At age 13, Etzel began self harming. He cut where most did, on the wrists, or the thighs/upper hips. He did it at night, when his family was asleep. He tried to avoid his father, but ended up being whipped. His mother soon joined, calling him a waste of space, saying that he was the worst nine months she ever had. His siblings made fun of him. He was still short and underweight. He often purged after dinner. He tried to commit suicide twice, both failing. His father had to take him to the hospital, yelling at him for trying to kill himself. After he got out of the hospital, he was raped by both of his parents. One day, he had enough. His sanity snapped.

Etzel was 3 months away from his 14th birthday. His birthday was the only time that his family was actually nice to him. They weren't going to be nice anymore. He planned to kill his family at midnight. He stayed up, packing his things. When the clock struck midnight, he set his things outside, far enough from the house, but not to close to the forest. He went into the shed, where the gasoline was located for his father's lawnmower. He grabbed the tank, grinning evilly. He hauled it inside, planning to kill his parents first, then his siblings next. He dumped the gasoline everywhere in their room. The floor, the bed, even them. They woke up, and there Etzel was, a pack of matches and the empty gasoline tank in hand. He took out a match and lit it."Ein Wort sagen, und ich werde dieses Haus niederbrennen.***"He said, grinning like a mad man. His father started to open his mouth, but shut it immediately. Etzel flung it at the bed, right in the middle between his parents."Zu spät.[4]" He said, leaving the room. He then lit another match and flung it at his sibling's room, hearing his family scream in pain. He lit one final match, and went outside, where he sat it down by the house and walked over to his luggage. He went to the entrance of the forest, luggage at hand, then sat down. He watched as the wooden house burst into flames, sizzling and crackling. The flames roared as it devoured the house, his family inside it. He can hear his dead friends next to him, congradualting him. Dietlinde, congradualted him the most. He got up and grabbed the luggage, then walked into the forest, the house falling down behind him. A smirk was glued onto his face. He heard sirens behind him, fading as he got deeper into the forest.

When he was 15, he was adopted by a hunter. The hunter knew English, so he taught Etzel how to speak it, read it, and write it. He was put into school and graduated on a doctor's degree at 17. He went into college and studied medicine for 5 years. He dropped out because he couldn't afford the next 5 years. He looked for a job, related to medicine. Because he was Indigo and considered "Crazy", no one hired him. Until Mann Co. came along...


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*:Where am I? What happened?

**:Oh, good, you're awake. You are in the hospital. You had to take a shot to calm down.

***:Say a word, and I will burn this house down.

[4]: Too late.

Sorry if these translations are wrong. I do not speak German, nor am I from Germany. I used Google Translate. Future chapters coming soon!