"Again, Nat?" questioned a rather rotund policeman.
"You never get tired of asking that? And it's Natalie," she replied, smirking a little. He always knew how to get her a little angry. I guess it was lucky she knew how to totally piss him off.
"Alright, Natalie, show me what you stole. And if you don't show us everything, we will go to the video cameras and show you."
Natalie reaching into her coat and pant's pockets and removed a Kaiba Corp. Dueling book.
"That's all?" he asked.
"Yes."
"Than, what's this?!" he questioned, pulling a pink scarf from her back pocket.
"I don't know. That isn't mine!" she replied, exasperated.
It was such a blur. The judge sat in black robes with burgundy trim. Banging her mallet on the desk, she pronounced Natalie guilty of stealing.
Later, at her so-called house:
"You little piece of shit!" her father yelled, slapping her hard across her face, "After all I've done for you!"
his fist collided with her nose, causing it to bleed. Natalie flinched a lot when she also heard a loud crack.
Hate-words keep being thrown at her. She grabbed a knife from the kitchen, and as her mother entered the room, ran towards her father with it. she cut across from his left eye, to the right corner of his lips. Seeing the blood pouring from his wounds, she lost control and sliced his face to make an X over his face. Barely recognizable with rage, she went after her mother. Her mother was pregnant with her soon to be baby brother. She sliced her mother's pregnant belly in half, and as her mother sat moaning in pain on the ground, covered in a pool of blood, she grabbed her baby brother out of her mother's womb.
"Why have another child when your first child is as dead to you as can be? What makes you think he'll be happier than me?!" Natalie screamed, and with one swipe of the knife sliced the baby's head off.
Her mother was too out of breath to scream, and she was dying FAST.
Thinking about what she had done, Natalie decided she might as well do it right. She bent and picked up the baby's dead head and shoved it in her mother's mouth, watching as her mother started to choke on it. She shoved her knife deep into her mother's heart watching blood gush out of the wound, and life leave her tortured forever.
Not being totally stupid, she grabbed the knife and a bag from the closet. She grabbed as many clothes as she could and changed her blood-splattered ones. Her father owned a gun, but she never knew where he hid it, so she left it there. . .wherever it was.
Locking the door behind her, she walked out of the shabby apartment building and into the peaceful serenity of the park. it was about two-fifty-five in the morning, so who on earth would be in the park?
A man in a hooded coat sat on a bench. It was the only bench in the park that people hadn't put gum all over.
She sat down and stared at the ground, but eventually her eyes veered off to the side.
"What the fuck are you looking at?" the person asked in a deep, cold voice.
"You. You seem to be quite flustered," she had noticed his harsh breathing.
"I am not. Besides, it is normal for me to be here this early! What about you?" he inquired, his eyes looking into hers.
"I'm just hungry. That's all. But no stores are open, and even if they were, I have no money." Natalie replied. She acknowledged that she mustn't tell anyone about what happened.
"I can cook for you, Nattie."
Natalie gasped, "SETO?!"