As Rin arrived at the village the scene before her caused her to freeze with horror. There where bodies tossed around like they were trash, like they were nothing. As she observed the corpses she realized many of hem died with broken necks, multiple stab wounds, twisted limbs, and even the infants suffered cruel fates. She felt her heart being ripped out for the hundreth time this day. She slowly let her eyes drift and realized all the blood that painted the huts and tainted the brown soil. Rin tried to breathe, but every breath came out with a shutter. She closed her eyes, praying for all of it to be gone, praying she was in a twisted and sick dream, but when she opened them, the horrific scene was still there, killing her from the inside out.

She then had a flash back of the day her parents and brother died.

"Honey!, there are bandits, hide the children!" she hear her mother command, but Rin could tell her confidence was shaken.

They heard a loud pound on the door.

"Rin, you and your brother go hide!" her father hissed at her.

She was in shock, her heart felt like ice on her chest, she didn't know what would happen, she couldn't move. She thought she would stand there forever but then felt her older brother pick her up in his strong arms and run into the next room as the door was broken down and a raspy voice pinned itself in her mind for the rest of her life.

"Hey there lovely lady, aw damn, you're married aint cha?, such a dissapointment," she heard the man chuckle and clinged to her older brothers clothes.

"Leave us at once!" her mother screamed at him, but the bandit ignored.

Rin listened carefully from behind the cabinet where they were hiding, and when she looked up at her brothers face he looked angry and scared, it was as if he wasn't trying to breathe. She felt her heart pound, almost breaking he ribs, her brother never got scared.

"Well, since I can't have your darling wife," he snickered bitterly, at who she guessed was her father

"I guess imma have ta take your lives." He stated and started to laugh evily, she felt herself cringe, she wanted to scream, wanted to get away from the world, wanted it all to stop

. Suddenly her brother placed her down and got up, before she could ask he looked down at her, flames burning in his eyes, all fear gone, he didn't talk much, but she could always tell how he felt by looking at his eyes, and right now, they reaked of hatred and determination.

"I'm going to kill that bandit, before he kills our parents, stay here Rin." He commanded emotionlessly, as if nothing was happening. She felt tears sting her eyes

"Brother please sta-"

"No." he replied coldy, and ran into the next room.

"What are you doing out here? Do you have a death wish? We told you to hide!" she heard her mother scream in both anger and fear.

"Dammit son!, this is not a battle we can win!" She heard her father boom.

"Do not feel bad, it is best to have the whole family here, die together." Suddenly she heard her mother scream in agony, followed by her father.

"Now brat, time for you." He snickered.

"No." Her brother said cooly, she heard rattling and then the raspy voice screetched

"Aw damn, you dumb ass brat!, I'll kill yah for that."

"Hn." he replied. Suddenly she heard a gasp, a deep gasp...her brother.

"That'll teach yah to cut my face wih a knife, you lowly brat." The bandit hissed, obviously pleased with himself.

He began to walk around the house, foot steps booming toward the cabinet. Rin tried not to breathe as he took things. As he finished gathering items he found of value, he left. She slowly got up, nervous that the bandit would sunddenly come back in murder her too. As she walked to the front room she braced herself, as she slowly peeked from behind the wall she fealt her heart explode and fell to her knee's. Her mother's kneck was twisted around like an owl, her father's kneck had been stabbed in the side, and her brother...he stabbed through the chest, and bleeding onto the floor. Rin ran over to him and fell down, crying on the lifeless corpse, wetting his shoulder lengh black hair with tears.

"Brother!" she screamed out, not caring if the bandits heard or not, perhaps she wanted to die.

She loved her brother so much, she loved him more than her mother and father, he would always go with her to pick flowers, he would always save her from danger if someone would try to hurt her, and he always would put her before himself. Now that he was gone, she didn't want to breathe, didn't want to speak, she just wanted to die. She got up and picked up the blade she assume her brother had used to stab the bandit and held it to her throat.

'I don't want to live anymore, I want to be with my family...'

but right before she stabbed the blade through her throat, she dropped it.

'I didn't help them, I could have, but I was paralyzed by fear, I chose my life before theirs,'

she reluctantly looked down at her brother's lifeless eyes.

'He wouldn't have done that...he put me before himself, I'll live, living is more painful, I deserve pain, I deserve to be in pain for the rest of my life.' she thought to herself bitterly.

She then walked out of the home, never to speak again, never to be happy again, only to loathe herself, and live in udder despair.

She snapped out of the flash back and looked around the village, the bandits where gone...she was too late once again. Before she could fall to her knees and cry in pain she heard it...the voice that ruined her life.

The raspy voice.