Wammy's Kids

Chapter 1 lost love

Beyond Birthday

In a dark bedroom curled up in his bed was a four year old Asian boy named Beyond. He had jet black hair, wore a black shirt with ragged blue denim jeans. His eyes, bright red, were luminescent, an unexplainable defect at birth, that distinguished him from the rest. He later learned that these eyes enabled him to see the names of other people, written above their heads, unaware that very few people, if any, also carried this gift. He also saw numbers under the names, but was unaware of their significance.

Beyond spent his early childhood in Japan, living under the care of his mother and father and never imagined being anywhere else. But Beyond was a boy who would routinely cry himself to sleep, as he was haunted by the constant sounds of his mother's screams as her husband would beat her senselessly. Feeling helpless, all he could think to do, was cry. Her screams sent chill down his spine every time, and he would wish that maybe, just maybe, he could one day take the hand of his bruised and battered mother, and escape from this reality, to a place far far away, in a world where such problems were not existent. It hurt his heart as well for he knew that it was because of him that his mother would get such a harsh beating. Like all mothers, her only concern was to protect her child - no matter what it took. That night's uproar was about a broken teapot that Beyond had accidently broken while running through the house. As usual, his mother would take the blame so that Beyond would not feel the wrath of his idiotic father.

One night a loud bang came from his parents' room, fearing what just happened he throw himself under the bed and stayed as silent as a mouse. He began to hear footsteps coming closer to his room. A strong sense of hatred rushed through him, but then it seemed to disappear when he saw it was his mother's feet outside his door.

He ran out from under the bed and hugged her, then, began to cry. He thought that it was his mother who was truly in danger. Looking at the hallway leading to his parents' room, he ran towards it, but before he could get past his mother, she grabbed him by the arm and pulled him back to her.

She whispered "don't look, honey" as she pulled his face towards her body. "we need to leave right now" she said with a tremor in her voice and fear in her eyes. "Go into your room and pack everything you can we are going far away from here."

Beyond's mother pushed him into his room and walked back to her and her late husband's bedroom. She grabbed her suitcase and put it on the bed where her husband was lying in puddles of his own blood. She had not once given him a second glance as she was putting all her cloths in her suitcase. Slamming the door, she ran back into Beyond's bedroom to find that he was not there and his cloths and other belongings were not packed.

'Where is he?' she thought, looking around. "Beyond?" she called as she ran around the house looking for him. There he was, downstairs and armed with a plastic bag, grabbing all of the strawberry jam in the pantry and putting them in the bag, one by one...

Beyond loved jam but it belonged to his father and he was never allowed to have any... unless it was on bread, and Beyond hated that. 'Daddy wasn't gonna eat any of it now so why not take it? It would be a total wasted if I didn't' he thought to himself.

A loud scream came from the stairway made him drop one of the jars, breaking the glass and leaving a red puddle on the kitchen floor. "Momma, is that you?"

"Beyond what are you doing we need to leave now! Leave the jam behind, we'll get some later".

The boy noticed great fear in her voice. 'What did she have to be afraid of?' he thought to himself. 'Daddy's dead. Dead and gone for good!'

After being instructed to go back upstairs and finish packing, he did as he was told... but he couldn't help but wonder... What would his dead father look like? Would he be bloody? Did he have a bullet in his head? Did he look like a scene from a gruesome horror movie? And, furthermore, How would Beyond feel after seeing the man who caused him so much pain and guilt, laying there lifeless, unable to hurt him and his mother again? His curiosity became too much to bare, and he just had to see this sight for himself.

As he walked down the hall, closer and closer to his parents' master bedroom, a slight smile appeared on his face. His eyes focused on the bloody footprints on the floor, leading up to to queen bed at the end of the room, where his dead father lay. The boy's smile became hard to keep in, and his glee was evident on his face. Then, as a natural and spontaneous reaction, he gave out a loud joyous laugh, jumped up and down clapping his little hands. After a round of applause and laughter, his face became solemn as he edged his body closer to the bed. Sitting down next to his father's body, he observed with great interest. There was a hole on the top of his head, very clearly a bullet wound, where blood still flowed. As always, he could see the name of his father, Kaori Birthday, but for the first time, Beyond made note of the numbers. "0" was displayed under his father's name. He understood now, what the numbers represented.

His father's arms were spread out across the bed. Beyond began to climb onto the bed, so to get face to face with his ill-fated father. The blood on his forehead looked like his strawberry jam. He touched the blood with his index finger and was just about to lick it when his mother came into the room, startled that her son was sitting face to face with a man she had killed. Screaming, she picked the little boy up right off the bed and took him outside to the car and shoved him into the back seat.

"Don't you ever disobey me again! I did not want you to see that!"

"But Momma?"

"No, no buts Beyond, it was wrong for you to disobey me..."

Slamming the car door, she returned to the house, ran upstairs to finish packing Beyond's belongings. The boy watched and waited for her to come back. Twenty minutes had passed by the time she got into the car, she got in and, before starting the car, she looked back to see at Beyond... at peace. His face showed no emotions to what had just happened, his eyes were closed - he was asleep. She smiled at him for a few moments and then drove off, leaving the place where her and her son were so badly mistreated.

Not knowing what to do or where to go, she felt helpless. Knowing that she needed to leave the country, her destination was for Haneda Airport, in Tokyo. Upon arrival Beyond's mother decided to go on the next plane out of Tokyo to Heathrow Airport in London. By the time Beyond woke up, he was already on a plane to merry old England. He sat on the window seat and looked out of the plane... "Goodbye Daddy" he mumbled softly with a distinct look of pleasure in his eyes. "Goodbye for good."

It had been two weeks since they arrived to London, and the boy wasn't really all that happy to be there. His mother, on the other hand, didn't care. She was a smart, young women and it wasn't long before she found herself a job in Brent as a Doctor in a public hospital. She would work fifteen hours a day, mostly at night, meaning Beyond needed a babysitter. He didn't like his mother gone for so long, not because he had to deal with a babysitter in her absence, but with only a few minutes a week with his beloved mother, her absence took its toll on him.

Beyond did enjoy the company of the babysitter though, he would think of fun games to play before she arrived at the house. Sadly, the games that Beyond enjoyed, were unlike that of any other five year old she was used to babysitting. More likely then not, a day babysitting Beyond would end with the babysitter being tied to a dining room chair. "He is a strong little bugger! I'll give him that!" she thought to herself many times. These little games, she believed, were nothing more than innocent fun, and didn't raise concerns. After all, her girlfriends will tell of her worse babysitting stories. But one night, the boy was amused by a movie he saw. This was a different night, from all the others.

She had invited her boyfriend over to help with her studies, and they believed Beyond was tucked up in bed, fast asleep. After hours of study, the two decided watch a gruesome horror movie together. They were watching Halloween well, to the best of their ability. She couldn't watch the slasher scene, and every time Michael made a kill, she would put her hands over her eyes and dig her face into her boyfriend's chest. Much to his enjoyment of seeing his girl up against him, knowing full well that this would happen, he gave a smile and put his arm round her to bring her in closer. Then he pushed her blond fringe back and kissed her on the forehead. She moved her head up to look at him and gave him a kiss on the lips. He grabbed the back of her head and kissed her back while his other hand moved her downwards on the sofa. He then moved his body on top of hers and began to kiss her neck. Beyond came downstairs for a drink of water when he saw the two and the killing scenes on the television. His eyes lit up at the screams of the young woman as she ran for her life to escape the serial killer. The movie intrigued him greatly, the screams, the blood reminded him of the days his dad died. The thought gave the boy a smile.

As the two teens were making out, the girl moved her head to the side to give him better access to her neck and then, to her horror, saw Beyond leaning on the side of the hallway door frame. She pushed her lover off of her and he gave an annoyed groan. ''...and you want kids...'' he said with smirk. Beyond's attention was now surely fixed on the two lovebirds... He knew, full well, what they were doing. He saw his father do it many times to his unwilling mother and sometimes other women as well, when his mother was never in the house. Thinking that he was needed to save the day, he ran up to the young man and pulled him off the sofa and began to kick him numerous times in the stomach. He knew that every time he did that with his own dad, his mother would show her thankfulness - either buying him toys or giving him a rare treat afterwards. The babysitter, however, got up fast and picked up the little boy as her boyfriend was still rolling in pain on the floor. 'She did not seem all that thankful,' Beyond thought to himself.

"Sorry, I didn't think that he would do something like that!"

''What is wrong with that kid?'' Angry, her boyfriend helped himself up and grabbed the boy from out of the girls's grip.

"You little son of a bitch! Who the hell do you think you are? Fucking Bruce Lee?''

"He's just a child!" yelled the babysitter.

"Child, my ass!" the boyfriend replied. "He kicked me in the gut!"

Interrupting the argument, the young boy yelled from the top of his lungs "YES!"

Turning to Beyond, the gangly teenager stared intensely at him "Yes, what? 'Yes', you're a little son of a bitch?"

"NO!" Beyond replied with a smile. "Yes, I am Bruce Lee."

Before the Beyond could leave the room, the babysitter's boyfriend grabbed him by the arm, only to be pushed to the ground by his own girlfriend.

"WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?" she howled. "He's only five years old, he doesn't know any better!" Pulling Beyond toward her, her boyfriend tried to reply, only to be interrupted again. "Don't even answer that, because whatever you come up with will be a stupid excuse. You can't justify what you did. And you know what? GET OUT!" She pointed him to the front door. He got up, brushed himself off and stormed out of the house. "Bitch" he muttered under his voice.

The babysitter looked and Beyond and smiled.

"Sorry about that. He can be a bit bad sometimes" she said softly. The little boy looked up at her and smiled back, then went to his room, forgetting all about the drink of water he came down for. That was the last she saw of him that night.

The following night, Beyond and the babysitter were having dinner at the dining table. There was no way she was going to invite her boyfriend over again to study with her, certainly not after what happened last night. But she regretted that decision later that night when Beyond wanted to play one of his games. The movie that he saw look fun and thought it would a brilliant idea to play it. It consisted of her running and screaming throughout the house and at the end, he will just tie her up on the chair like usual. He went into the kitchen and began rummaging through the cabinet drawers and found his instrument. "Cool! This looks like what they were using in that movie last night!"

The babysitter, laying on the sofa, watching Doctor Who felt a presence in the room with her. Beyond had entered... with a butcher's knife. "Can we play?"

The girl, looked at him in horror, her eyes terrified. "Beyond, what are you doing? You shouldn't be playing with knives! Give it to me!" she said in a cram yet fearful tone voice.

With he knife in his hand, he pointed the knife forward, lunging at her. "raoh!" he yelled, at the top of his voice. Terrified and shaken, the girl jumped off the sofa, and ran for the door. Beyond, however, wasn't having it, and jumped on her, ensuring she was unable to move. Without knowing the result, and almost out of complete innocence, Beyond stuck the knife into her back. As he pulled the knife out, he saw blood. She was dead.

He was fearful. The last time someone had died he had to move away. His mother loved it here and he didn't want to move again. With the knife in hand, he bailed, ran up to his room and slammed the door behind him. He buried his head in his hands, smearing blood across his cheek. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to", he said between sobs. His mother came home, 5 hours later, and saw the body of the young girl. She let out a terrified scream, and ran upstairs, thinking someone must have broken into the house. She called out to her son, "Beyond, Beyond, where are you? Are you ok?" As she rushed to his room in hope that he'd still be alright, when she found beyond in a foetal position in the corner, with the babysitters blood smeared across his face.

In shock, she muttered the words, "What happened?," to which he replied, "I didn't mean to, please don't be mad. We were just playing".

Avoiding eye contact, he turned and looked down at his hard-wood floor, unable to lift his head. He was ashamed, filled with guilt, and his mother knew it. She just knew. She sat next to him and embraced his slender frame.

"I don't know what we're going to do, I don't want to leave again. I'm sorry!" Beyond cried.

His mother knew that if the police found the body, she would be questioned. What could she say? That her precious son was guilty of murder? She was afraid, as was he, that she'd lose him forever. And that, she couldn't bare. What kind of a mother would she be if she allowed her son to be placed in juvenile detention for much of his life?

'I will take the blame', she thought. Police in Japan were already after her for the death of her husband.

She took beyond to an old, rugged house, with white broken down fence, and a swing set on the front lawn. On the front door, was a sign that said "London children's home". She took her son up to the door step...

"Beyond, I'm going to leave you here, I'll be back in a few days to pick you up".

"Really Momma? You'll be back for me? Promise?".

"Of course! I love you so much. Remember that. Always remember that."

"Why are you crying, momma? I will see you in a few days."

Wiping the tears from her eyes, she said her last goodbye, knowing in her heart, she would never see him again. Young Beyond watched, as he saw his mother drive away for the last and final time. From her lips she whispered the words "Goodbye son".

Staring into the distance, Beyond mouthed the words, "Goodbye momma. I'm sorry."

A mother's love is an indescribable one They will do anything to protect their love They will show unbelievable strength when it is impossible They will show unconditional love when it no one else will love them They will cry the loudest if their child is hurt Indeed a mother's love is the most powerful thing in the world