Disclaimer: I don't own Ben ten, though I own a Kevin plushie. I love it.
Gwen: o.o
Kevin: don't ask.
Warnings: Child abuse, Drug abuse, and probably a lot more goodies.
Anyway, I'm picking off the story with Kevin being abandoned, and a bit into him on the streets in this chapter. Next, his childhood up to him mutating. Sorry for anyone who wants to hear about the void, but the plot bunnies attack me.
Kevin smiled, the five year old following behind his mother loyally. His mommy had been acting very odd, continuously looking behind her shoulder and shushing Kevin when he tried to talk to her. He just wanted to say he was sorry for frying the lights, he didn't know his mommy was afraid of the dark, and didn't mean to make Daddy yell at her. Kevin rubbed his side, where his father had kicked him.
He followed his mother into the subway, looking around. "Mommy?" He asked, tugging on her coat "Why're we here?" He didn't like this place, it was too crowded.
"Kevin, you need to listen to mommy" His mother crouched down, her blue eyes seeming to glow in the darkness. Kevin nodded "Stay here, baby, i'll be back soon, okay?" Kevin nodded again, his black hair bouncing up and down. His mother turned and walked away.
She didn't come back. The little boy sat by the pillar, ignoring the people rushing to get on the train. Finally someone stopped, and tried to talk to the little boy.
"You should go home, Sweety" The woman said, smiling kindly at the little boy. He shook his head.
"I'm waiting for my mommy. She promised she'd come back" The woman frowned, but didn't try again, hurrying on her way. She was too busy to deal with a child, alone or otherwise.
Kevin wasn't sure how long he had stayed in the subway, but eventually hunger drove him to stand up. He stumbled out of the subway, looking for his mom. He turned when someone put their hand on his shoulder, looking up at them.
"What's this little rat doing here?" A cold voice rang out, Kevin turned around, seeing what seemed to be three Thirteen year old boys, grinning at him arrogantly. Kevin backed up, his eyes wide. Today was just not his day, it seemed.
"Uh.." Kevin glanced around, putting his hands up "I'm just going home..." The five year old nodded exburantly, trying to find a place where he could run and hide. One of the boys advanced, picking him up by his collar. "Hey! Put me down you jerk!"
"Did you hear that, guys? This little ass insulted me. What do you say, do we teach him a lesson?" The other bos nodded, grinning malicously. Kevin squeaked, trying to get free. His eyes widened at the incoming fist. He stuck his hands out, shocking the boy, who dropped him with a yelp. The boy cursed, looking to the other two "Don't just stand there, get that little brat!"
Kevin might of gotten away, if his legs wheren't so short.
