This is where it gets really twisted( oh, and interesting too), so please keep reading.

Chapter 4: threatening children

About 4 years after, Kairi was still stuck in her father's horrible abbey. Despite having an infant child, she was forced to work more than the other students. She managed to do all her work and spent time with her son. She had named him Kai. He was a quiet child but he was happy, when he was with his mother anyway. He knew his grandfather was not to be trusted, but he never expected that he would do what he did.

' Kairi, take your offspring to Voltaire. Now,' yelled Boris.

' Come along Kai,' she said soothingly.

He silently followed her. He did not ask questions about anything. When they had reached Voltaire's usual room, they went inside and stood perfectly still.

' What do you want now?' Kairi asked, clasping hold of her son's hand.

' I simply wished to see you, dear,' he answered in his aging, cold voice.

' You expect my to believe that?'

' No. I want you to stand next to the door, alone.'

' Why?'

' Just do it, girl.'

' Fine, Kai stay there okay. Don't move,' she said as she moved toward the spot.

' Left a little,' Voltaire moved his hand, as if to motion someone forward.

' Like this?' Kairi asked.

' Yes perfect. Now boys. If you would.'

Little Kai stood silently as he was forced to watch his mother being beaten to death. Her screams sent chills down his spine; he shuddered and closed his eyes tightly, trying to block out her screams. As the screams subsided he opened his eyes and looked at his mother. She was on the floor, bleeding badly.

' Mum. Are you okay?' he asked desperately.

' No sweetie. Promise not to be like your grandfather, please.'

' Okay.'

' Good, take care of yourself. And don't let him hurt you.'

He sat next to her, on the floor, as she slowly stopped moving. His evil grandfather continued to look down at his grandson, then at his daughter. He showed no remorse whatsoever, he was more concerned with his sobbing grandson.

' Ahh Kai. She was only causing weakness.'

' What're you talking 'bout?' the young boy asked.

' You know she was destroying your potential.'

' You.what do you mean?'

' You know what I mean. You will listen and obey me from now on.'

' And if I don't?'

' Ahh, feisty like your mother.'

' Well? If I don't obey you?'

' Then you will end up like your family. You can see what happened to your dear defiant mother.'

' You would do that to your own daughter. You don't deserve to be a father.'

' Maybe so, but I am your only living relative.'

' So I have no choice?'

' You stay with me, and obey my commands, or you live on the streets.'

' Fine, you win. I'll stay.'

' I thought you'd see it my way.' ------------------------- ---------END---------- -------------------------