Prologue:
Huff…huff….huff
The hands on the clock ticked loudly as the Brit bent over on the floor, desperately trying to catch his breath.
One…two…three….f….f…four
He counted out loud every breath he greedily sucked in, voice quivering on four when he began choking once again.
No, not now. Please. It isn't fair! I don't want to go!
He begged to no one in particular as he clawed at the red stained carpet below him. He could feel his eyes closing but he forced them to stay open and looked at the man standing above him, the man he'd once begrudgingly called his stepfather. The man stepped over him and sneered "you always had to be too god damn nice! Always had to smile like you're the thing everyone needs in their lives?! Well not anymore, Say Goodbye because your little fantasy book is over" The man spat and kicked the Brit over, grinning as he heard him cry out in pain. That pain….that mind numbing, horrid pain, and the horrified sobs of his mother standing just a few feet away were the last thing he remembered before his teal eyes slid shut.
