My whole life I've been hurt.
My whole life I've lost.
My whole life I've fought for survival.
My whole life I've never been loved.
My mom died when I was born.
And my dad died a year later.
He was murdered by the CCG.
My father was a ghoul.
And now I'm just a little 8-year-old half-ghoul in an orphanage that's being watched every hour of every day.
And If my ghoul self ever rises up.
They'll kill me.
*1 year later*
I'm going to die.
I killed a person.
Now I'm on the run
I know I shouldn't have but they were later on their monthly flesh and I was hungry.
I would have said I'm sorry but his flesh tasted so...
Juicy.
Then I bumped into someone.
I looked up and said "great I'm still hungry".
As I pounced I noticed something I wished I noticed before.
A silver suitcase.
*2 hours later*
I'm sitting in a single chair in a room with blackness all around.
Then two men walked in and sat down.
The first man said "we have decided to let you go with a warning"
I didn't relax for a second, I couldn't believe my ears.
"Really" I asked him unbelievably.
"Yes and you don't even have to go back to the orphanage" He smiled "we found a lovely woman who would love to take you in"
Suddenly the second man spoke and I noticed a suitcase next to him "you remember what the council said don't you."
"Yes Tokage I remember" His smile faltered "Yes to make sure you didn't do this again we decided that we should give you some reinforcement.
He turned to the other man and said "make it quick" then left the room.
Tokage opened the suitcase and pulled out a syringe filled with a liquid "This is designed to make a ghoul's skin to be breached by normal weapon's." He smiled.
Then stabbed the syringe into my ghoul eye.
Then he pulled out a saw.
He started with my fingers.
*Crack*
