Disclaimer : I don't own anything except for the story itself.
Warnings : Child Abuse. Schu being a little ooc... but thats about it...
Summary : A part of my Schwartz saga, this one shows, how they got Nagi Naoe.
Schwartz part 2
by : apocalipticoblivion
Just arriving home from my new school, I take off my shoes. Just like always.
Next, I would go greet my mother and father. They would ask how my day was, and I would alway tell them it was great. Even when it wasn't.
Climbing the stairs, I look into each of the rooms. Nearing the last door, at the end of the hallway infront of the small table that held beautiful flowers, that mother always collected in the mornings. The door is slightly ajar. I push it open, with a smile on my face.
"Hi Mommy! Hi Daddy!" I said looking around, finding mother cornered up against a wall, daddy stopped mid-step from walking towards her.
"There you are you little brat!" Father said turning around, fist raised to punch me. When it connected with my body, knocking the wind out of me.
"Mommy! Help me!" I screamed towards her.
It seemed to help, because she grabbed the vase next to the bed and ran up to father. Slamming it over his head. She then grabbed me and we ran down the stairs towards the front door. A gunshot rang in my ears. Mother fell to the ground. Looking up at the top of the stairs, I see father with a gun, still smoking from where he fired.
"It's your fault you brat!" He screamed at me, running down the stairs. "It's your fault she's dead!" He picked me up by the collar of my shirt and slammed me into the wall. "If you weren't born, this would have never happened!"
Turning around, my father dropped me to the ground after several more slams into the wall.
A faint click of a gun with the safety off, came from behind daddy. Then it was all over with the shot to my father's temple. As he fell, I saw mommy with her arm outstretched. The gun fell from her hands. As I ran up towards her, I knew what was coming next.
"Take care....my beautiful son..." She looked as if she knew she was destined to die, and was proud to have saved my life. But, i felt miserable; i had just lost the only family I had left! I was all alone now.
The front door began to open. A man with a armani suit came inside. Looking around at all of the blood that came from my parents. A faint smile on his lips as he reached me. "Ah! This is great! You are still alive." The man had slicked back black hair. He resembled Father... He reached out his hand towards me. "How old are you, Nagi?"
"I am...eight...almost nine..." I said reaching my hand out to take his. I felt as if I could trust him so... I went with him, to a mansion. A orange-haired man waited outside of the house.
"Mein Gott! You found him, Bradley!" The other man hugged me. "My name is Schuldig! You can call me Schu if you can't say my whole name!"
"Shuldig do not smother him... He is you're teammate. You will teach him how to control his telekinesis." The black- haired man said. "Nagi, my name is Bradley Crawford. You may call me which ever one you choose."
"How...did you find me?" I asked tentively.
"I had a vision of you being killed. But, I came just in time to ensure your safety." Bradley turned towards Schu stating, "I have to retrieve the last member, Jei Farfello. Nagi, there is nothing to fear about him. He is just scarred, and talks a little different than us. Okay?"
"Ah..Okay Bwad..."
"Awww.... now isn't that adorable!" Schuldig exclaimed hugging me tighter. "Your just like a cuddly teddybear!"
Bradley looked a little annoyed at the mispronuciation of his name, but he just shrugged it off.
Bradley walked towards his car, turning around he said to Nagi, "Oh and one more thing. Nagi, welcome to Schwartz."
End.
Warnings : Child Abuse. Schu being a little ooc... but thats about it...
Summary : A part of my Schwartz saga, this one shows, how they got Nagi Naoe.
Schwartz part 2
by : apocalipticoblivion
Just arriving home from my new school, I take off my shoes. Just like always.
Next, I would go greet my mother and father. They would ask how my day was, and I would alway tell them it was great. Even when it wasn't.
Climbing the stairs, I look into each of the rooms. Nearing the last door, at the end of the hallway infront of the small table that held beautiful flowers, that mother always collected in the mornings. The door is slightly ajar. I push it open, with a smile on my face.
"Hi Mommy! Hi Daddy!" I said looking around, finding mother cornered up against a wall, daddy stopped mid-step from walking towards her.
"There you are you little brat!" Father said turning around, fist raised to punch me. When it connected with my body, knocking the wind out of me.
"Mommy! Help me!" I screamed towards her.
It seemed to help, because she grabbed the vase next to the bed and ran up to father. Slamming it over his head. She then grabbed me and we ran down the stairs towards the front door. A gunshot rang in my ears. Mother fell to the ground. Looking up at the top of the stairs, I see father with a gun, still smoking from where he fired.
"It's your fault you brat!" He screamed at me, running down the stairs. "It's your fault she's dead!" He picked me up by the collar of my shirt and slammed me into the wall. "If you weren't born, this would have never happened!"
Turning around, my father dropped me to the ground after several more slams into the wall.
A faint click of a gun with the safety off, came from behind daddy. Then it was all over with the shot to my father's temple. As he fell, I saw mommy with her arm outstretched. The gun fell from her hands. As I ran up towards her, I knew what was coming next.
"Take care....my beautiful son..." She looked as if she knew she was destined to die, and was proud to have saved my life. But, i felt miserable; i had just lost the only family I had left! I was all alone now.
The front door began to open. A man with a armani suit came inside. Looking around at all of the blood that came from my parents. A faint smile on his lips as he reached me. "Ah! This is great! You are still alive." The man had slicked back black hair. He resembled Father... He reached out his hand towards me. "How old are you, Nagi?"
"I am...eight...almost nine..." I said reaching my hand out to take his. I felt as if I could trust him so... I went with him, to a mansion. A orange-haired man waited outside of the house.
"Mein Gott! You found him, Bradley!" The other man hugged me. "My name is Schuldig! You can call me Schu if you can't say my whole name!"
"Shuldig do not smother him... He is you're teammate. You will teach him how to control his telekinesis." The black- haired man said. "Nagi, my name is Bradley Crawford. You may call me which ever one you choose."
"How...did you find me?" I asked tentively.
"I had a vision of you being killed. But, I came just in time to ensure your safety." Bradley turned towards Schu stating, "I have to retrieve the last member, Jei Farfello. Nagi, there is nothing to fear about him. He is just scarred, and talks a little different than us. Okay?"
"Ah..Okay Bwad..."
"Awww.... now isn't that adorable!" Schuldig exclaimed hugging me tighter. "Your just like a cuddly teddybear!"
Bradley looked a little annoyed at the mispronuciation of his name, but he just shrugged it off.
Bradley walked towards his car, turning around he said to Nagi, "Oh and one more thing. Nagi, welcome to Schwartz."
End.