Prologue:
The sun tore through the tattered curtain. I rubbed my eyes basically getting the crust off. I tossed the dusty blanket onto the floor. The box tv sat on the rug, broken and unusable. I laid in my rat infested room for hours.
"Danair come eat." My mom screamed the stairs. I sat up and staggered to my feet. The squeaking of the rat echoed from my closet. I chose not to grab my a new outfit from there. I kept on the same just wore the same clothes.
I threw on my beat up old sneakers and went into the bathroom. I cut the light on. Roaches crawled into the the cracks of the bathroom wall as I opened the door. I turned the faucet on and rinsed my face clearing off all of the dirt. The cracked mirror was dusty and hanging on to the wall by a single nail.
"What are you doing Danair? Come and eat." She screamed up once more. I proceeded downstairs so I could fulfill my mom's wishes. We ate at my old broken table: it's got a couple screws loose. Breakfast was laid nicely across the table.
"So what are you planning to do after this?" She asked.
"I don't really have an idea of what I want to do." I managed to get it out while I ate.
"Well, when I'm done I'll be on on my way." She started eating her small portion. I leaned on my left wrist and looked to my right. My father's plate laid empty and his seat still cold. I ate my portion and my father's portion because my mom made enough for all of us.
My mom turns on the radio. The news cut on and they always talk about the same bull shit: "A devil escaped from the empire's prison; keep an eye out." This been going on for a year now. They won't even reveal what the boy looked like. All I know is that he is missing an arm. There's a whole part of the empire with missing limbs. They're missing a limb because they did something wrong or illegal.
Oh yeah, the boy was captured for having devil eyes. People around them always experienced bad luck which could result in death. My father for prime example. About 4 years ago, he worked with the daughter our neighbor. The girl's name was Ayer. she was my age and we shared the same birthday. She was always boring to me. She wore sun dresses and always wore sunglasses.
He never noticed because she never took them off. She and her mom came over multiple times and they forced us to play together. I didn't have any toys she liked because I'm a boy. We usually sat in silence, but one day I was irritated. I told my mom I didn't want company at that point in time. She forced me to let her in. Every time she's not here things tend to go well. My father became an alcoholic after like a week of working with her.
While I was mad in my room with her she decided to finally talk. She apologized and I just dragged my hand across her face. The glasses flew and her eyes showed.They were white with a red rim around the pupils. My body shook and I screamed in horror not even knowing what to say. My father ran upstairs and carried her out the room and I never seen her or my father because he was found dead. As for her, she's missing, and I know she isn't dead.
I still regret slapping her, yet she was the cause for my father's death. When my mom heard, she screamed demon at our neighbors and then left the empire. She couldn't work, cook, clean, or even shop. All of the work was put on me to do alone even though I was going through it too. Before her appearance these people with these eyes were growing, giving other's bad luck. It's not a gene. It's like a disease kids and teens can only get. Once they get it, it stays till death. There's no way to prevent it. If the host is killed, then it will choose a new person to go into and ruin their lives. From the research my father had, worst things happen to people who touch them.
In his research he asked these questions: "Am I the test subject? No… Are we the test subjects?" Even this question had me in thought.
"Danair i'm done, so i'm off to work. Make sure to change the calendar to Saturday." She interrupted.
"Yeah, alright." I finished cleaning up my plate as she walked out the front door. I tossed my plate in the sink and fixed the calendar. After I fixed the calendar, I left out too. The sun beamed down on me.
I looked over to the main street: cars packed up the whole street. I decided to take the back route. It was quiet and actually safer than the main road. I made it to the beginning of the alleyway and started walking down. I threw my hands in my jean pocket. I raised my head and looked at the clouds above.
I closed my eyes and let my body drift. Minutes later, I roamed through the back road. A droplet of water fell onto my right eye. More slowly began to pour. My body began to be soaked while people ran in for shelter. I didn't mind the rain. I tossed my hood on because I wore my clothes from yesterday to sleep in.
The rain got heavier and heavier over time. Stores started closing due to the pick up in wind speeds. The breeze in my opinion felt great. It was more than a breeze.
I continued to walk down the alleyway. Still no one in sight. I had to go under the bridge now.
"Hey… Hey!" A boy who looks about a year older than me yells.
"Who me?" I responded. I felt like a complete dumbass because no one else is out here.
"Who else dipshit." He hopped down from the big crate and stood there. "Do you know who I am?" He asked. I couldn't see his face because we were in the tunnel. He looked like a silhouette, but he was missing a arm: it was his left arm. He came closer just almost revealing his face. Using his right arm he reached behind him. Seconds later he pulled out a revolver with a suppressor on it.
He took aim and came closer. This time he revealed his face. His eye was blood red. It were completely red except for the pupils. His eyes were different than the rest. He walked closer and my head began to spin.
"Are we gonna have a problem here? I can leave." I started.
At one point, this boy started hovering. What the fuck is that thing. Well I know what he is, it's just how though.
"So if I kill you the empire will be in a fuss for some time." He said to himself.
~Bang~
I fell to the ground.
"Damn I missed. Well I won't miss this time." He went on.
~Click~
"Out of ammo again!" He screamed. "Kid, let me see your eyes." He ran up to me. He didn't touch me. He kneeled down and stared at me. I was stuck. My body wouldn't move. I closed my eyes. "Open them!" He shouted at me. I opened one eye and met his. He was really missing an eye.
My head reached for the nearest object. "Normal…" He whispered. He shook his head. I met a rock and instantly slammed it across his cheek. He head turned and on his neck the name Xavier was carved into his neck. I got up and ran out of the tunnel.
He followed right behind me until I met open road, but no guards were in sight. I turned around and chose to fight. He came in and went for an hook. I dodge to the right, like an idiot. He came back with a hard elbow to my nose. I staggered back holding my nose. Blood ran down out my nose: covering my mouth and my hands.
I started to tear up, but he didn't see it because of the rain.
"One arm don't mean shit… Did you know that he lunge at me and attempted a superman punch. I moved my head to the side; a blunt object hit my side. I look down still holding my nose to see his knee connected to my side. I used my other arm and threw what I thought to be a hook. He got me before I could get him. I slowly slid down the wall. He started to walk off, so just before he could leave my sight I gracefully raised my hand and flipped him off.
He vanished seconds after. I laid on the wall. Soaked with a bloody nose. Maybe even coughing up some blood. The rain started to clear. People actually began to come out because it was still pretty early. The main street pack yet again. Crowds walked by me and some acknowledged my existence. Even though they seen the blood they didn't help. My body still soaked. One hand on my side and one covering my face. That man needs to die.
One girl helped me up and back home. She treated my injuries. She needs to live. Her name was Rukia, A personal doctor for the emperor.
"Sir your nose isn't broken. Actually nothing is broken." She said.
"That's good." I scratched my head.
"What happened for you to get that beat up?"she asked.
"I-I don't want to tell." I turned away hiding my shame.
"I'm gonna report you to the emperor. I'm gonna say you either raped me or sexually harassed me."
"Ok ok. I lost a fight."
"Hahaha. Are you serious? Who beat you that badly? Did you even get a hit in?" She laughed the whole way through.
"Yes, a boy my age name Xavier, and I-" She cut me off as I entered the last question.
"Wait wait wait wait wait. Xavier as in the guy who escaped the empire or you're former friend."
"I don't know any fucking Xavier missing an arm or an eye." I growled. She narrowed her eyes at me.
"What did he look like?" She asked.
"So many questions… Silvery hair, blood red eye, creepy smile that won't leave your mind, and he can fly. The flying part I'm not sure, but he hovered." I replied. I laid down onto my back. She leaned over me and she grabbed her bag and took out a needle.
"This will ease the pain." She injected the needle in my neck. I jolted up. My body relaxed. Come to think of it, she looked like him too. A smirk appeared on her face and my eyes slowly closed.
I awoke in a dark windowless room. Kinda reminded me of my basement. I seen an old picture. On the picture there was a boy it was me. So safe to assume, i'm in my basement. My head was pounding. My eyes burned. In the distance my mom's old make-up mirror on top of the boxes we never finished unpacking. I struggled to my feet. I walked over to the mirror. I raised my hand to the top of my forehead. I trailed a long scar going over my left eye.
I grabbed the mirror and opened it. A scar trailed my left eye and my eyes glew right around the pupil. A red transferring into a yellowish color was around my pupil.
"How? Why?" I mumbled. I began tearing up. What the hell. My mom stood at the top of the basement stairs.
"Danair who are you talking to?" She didn't see my eyes. I didn't care if she seen the scar, it's just the eyes.
"Nothing mom." I answered with my face still turned away. I tossed on my hood and turned around. I kept my head down and using the hood to shield my eyes.
"Come eat dinner then."
"I'll eat later." I walked past her. I ran to my room. I slammed the door behind me. This was his doing. It was all his fault. He knew what would happen. Everyone knew what would happen. I sat on the bottom of my bed. Tears came down my face like a waterfall. I stared into my reflection on the tv. Glowing eyes, is this what I deserved for crossing the path of satan himself.