Yatta! I am soooo happy. I'm going to submit a new story ^____^
I know I should update first, but I couldn't hold myself. I sooo wanted to submit this. Hope you like it.
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Chapter Prologue…
Who in this life wasn't born innocent?
As innocent as a child
But this life change us
And we were proven that innocence is a short lived thing
Russia 2007 9:15 pm.
"Rei son. It's dinner time"
"ok uncle. One minute" Rei said still watching the house across him from the window
"Rei my boy. You've watched that boy for two weeks. Don't you think it's enough?"
Rei nodded and went to eat his dinner
"uncle?"
"mmm?"
"what's the story of that boy? Since I came here to Russia before two weeks, and it's obvious that he's a thief. Why is he still here? Didn't anyone call police?" Rei asked and his uncle sighed
"I've been living in here for a looong time Rei. This boy was an innocent little one. But suddenly, a fire was set in his home and he lost his parents. He was forced to grow up alone. We all know that he only steal rich people and he never hurt poor or weak people"
Rei nodded "I'd like to talk to him onc-"
"DON'T EVEN THINK THAT!" his uncle shouted, then took a deep breath "yes he IS a good person in the inside, but you don't wanna have ANY contact with him. He can kill you with one strike, and he wouldn't care if he did"
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His sharp lilac eyes looked at his own motorcycle, then looked at the helmet. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath 'today… is the day' he thought and opened his eyes and looked at his own house. Everything wasn't the same from that day. That fated day. He saw it. The fire, and his father who was trying to find a way out through the fire. His mother was carrying him.
He was scared. His eyes wide as he looked at the big fire surrounding the place. His mother had tears in her eyes then looked at her husband
"what are we going to do?"
His father grimaced and looked at the fire "Voltaire. He did it" he looked at his son with worried eyes "one life saved better that none"
"him!" his mother hugged him tight as she spoke "save him. Please!" she begged her husband who took the boy from her arms and kissed him
"you gotta live for us!"
"PAPA!"
"we love you honey!" his mother said gently and his father nodded
"Bryan! Closed your eyes"
The young boy obeyed and closed it. He didn't dare to open it afraid to see what'll happen. The air was hot, and it was hard to breath. He heard something sounding like a glass breaking. A very great pain echoed his body. Then, everything was black.
"Voltaire" he said in a strong tone. Voltaire. It was the only information he got before his parents die and found himself in a hospital. He studied the man and he was disappointed to know that Voltaire has no son or relatives. He didn't want to kill him. He wanted to show him real pain.
"yes. The real pain of losing someone you love. Someone that cares for you the same way you do. But I guess… I guess I'll have to do it…" he looked at his hand "with this hand, I'll let you suffer what my parents suffered. Then, I'll get rid of your worthless soul"
He rode his motorcycle and smirked "let's do it" he wore his helmet and moved
Destiny separated us
The most loved people it stole from us
And with the fire of pain it burned us
But we had nothing to do
We had changed now
What we would lose more?
We had to be strong so we don't break
What do we have to fear for!
He stopped in front of a big mansion. "there" he looked at the mansion "inside, he lives. And he will die"
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To tell the truth, I'm not sure about this story. Keep on or stop? Tell me your opinion PLEASE!!!
See you later. I'll try do update something else ^___^ bye!