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Chapter 3

The memory started inside the orphanage. It was bare on the consider except for the crying or sleeping children that scattered the floor. They were all dressed in rags, with nothing covering their person from the harsh weather outside.

In one the corners of the orphanage sat a small 5 year old boy whose legs were curled into his chest, obviously trying to keep warm in the cruel conditions. The small boy looked up and everyone saw the complete emptiness of his eyes. What use to be bright shining eyes were now broken and had no sign of happiness left inside. Like the life had been drained out of them.

"how could he look like that. He was only in that orphanage for less than a year right? Plus the orphanage wouldn't hurt a child. They're supposed to care for them." Sumire stated obviously concerned over the small child.

"Mama, you know that not everyone in the world is as kind as you. Some people don't treasure others lives and hurt or use what they don't understand." spoke Nova gently, trying not to make Mama even more worried.

"Oh, how terrible. I can't believe some people would think to harm such precious children."

It seems that Novas plan didn't work as Mama had tears in her eyes.

"calm down Sumire. It's alright. I'm sure that everything will be okay. Look libertà is right here and he's alright."

As if to prove the point Libertà moves and snuggles further into Sumires warmth. Once this happened sumire smiled and began to pet libertà's head, feeling better after what she saw.

The famiglia smiled at the scene of cuteness, curtosy of libertà's sleeping face with a small slime planted on it.

Footsteps could be heard making their way to the dull eyed boy. 4 men who were either bulky or just fat stopped just a few feet away from the shaking form curled up on the floor. From behind their backs 2 of the men pulled out weapons, a knife and bat.

"NO! They aren't going to do what I think they're going to do right." pleaded Luca.

"as much as I hate to say it. You will have to watch to find the answer you want." answered Mimi, who had a depressed and sad expression plastered on her face.

No one said anything as their fears were about to be showed.

"well look At the little freak, all cold and shivering. You deserve this for being such a freak. Don't you? Say it freak!" one man shouted as he swung the baseball bat down and connected it to libertà's arm. A pain filled scream echoed throughout the room doubled with a snap of a bone. The man didn't stop there as he swung the bat down on to the boys small form multiple times.

As if on questions the other men started to join in on hurting the injured boy. Punches and kicks were delivered to a battery body . The boy who was being beaten by the men didn't make any sounds like he did with the first blow. The only reaction that was saw was the flinch that happened for one second until it vanished and only a blank face remained.

"say it freak! Tell us what you are and what your worth."

Once this was said the bruised and blooded boy opened his closed eyes and said in a monotone voice "I am worthless. I was abandoned because I am worthless And a freak. I shouldn't be alive because of how much of a freak I am."

"how can he say that so easily. It's so wrong." cried felicità as tears flooded in her eyes and traveled down her face. Sumire was in the same condition as her daughter while all of the boys in the room were looking sad and angry. Angry at how their brother was hurt and they didn't know anything about it. They were all making promises in there mind thatthey would protect their cute younger brother.

The male adults were concerned for the boy lying in Sumires arms. They were hoping that the libertà they knew now wouldn't have changed because of these memories. However they all knew that that chance was slim. They were sure that libertà would be more cautious and scared about meeting new prople, heck he might even be scared of all males since what they saw on the engulfed the room so the memory played on while everyone was hoping that the memory would be over soon.

Not soon after those words were said, the men stopped there attack on the 5 year old boy and left muttering about how the 'brat' had gotten their clothes dirty. The boy on the floor only sat up and slightly winced from his injury. He quietly whispered in the same monotone voice " Heal ". His injuries were closing and slowly vanished leaving no scars on his soft skin.

Soon after that was accomplishes he spoke the work "vanish" and the stains on the rags he called clothes vanished leaving no evidence of the event that just occurred.

The screen faced the floor for a few seconds and nothing happened until a drop of water fell to the floor. Small quiet splashes of water fell to the floor in an uneven pace. The screen tilted up and showed libertà crying with tears streaming down his face. He just sat there and cried but not a single sound was made. Just because he didn't speak however, doesn't mean that he wasn't thinking about what happened.

" its so sad...I can't believe that someone would treat a child like this. Don't they know that a child is precious." said felicità.

"Its ok bambina, libertà is fine now and you can help him through it. You've just got to be strong just like him." spoke debito in a calm,soothing voice.

The silent image shown on the screen still was silent. However a small voice was heard that wasn't coming out of libertà's mouth. It was his thoughts.'help me, why do they do that to me? What have I done wrong? Am I really a freak just like they said? Do they hurt me because I'm a freak? I don't know! Help me. Someone please.' thought a distraught libertà whose tears rushed more frequently down his small face. Once this was thought the screen went black.

"he's beginning to believe them. No don't believe them libertà its not true." spoke sumire, who was still stroking libertà's head. However libertà had small marks that were tear tracks running down his face. This shocked the famiglia since they have never seen him cry before.

But one they saw this they never wanted him to cry again. Even though they knew he would multiple times throughout this experience. They just wondered if he would wake up and watch it with them.'we will protect you could be heard in the minds of all of libertà's friends.

Without any excitement at all the next memory was going to be shown. The famiglia just hoped that it wouldn't be as horrific as the thing he just saw. But no one listened to their plea.