Retro
By: Kurohane
Disclaim: I own nothing but a Kurama doll and you can't have him he's MINE!
Thoughts: 'blah'
Talking: "blah"
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Prolog
"Mommy?" a small boy of three asked silently shaking the lifeless form beside him getting no response he tried again
"Mommy wake up!" he cried shaking her motionless body again nothing
"Please wake up mommy….. please…" he cried softly still getting no response he knew that she would not be wakening up. That she would never open her shining Steel blue eyes again (1), she would never laugh or play with him again she was gone…. Being three some would say that he was too young to know the concept of death ha he was no ordinary child he was her son and she was his mother (2) and he knew she was dead.
He remembered when they moved to this hell hole of a city, the way the scrimped and scavenged for what little food there was to find. Oh yes he remembered, he remembered the pain and suffering they went through all because of him… (3), yes it was because of him that mother was dead …. And the little boy swore that he would make him pay... yes he would pay…..dearly (4)
End prolog pt.1
Tbc
(A/n: Don't kill me!)
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this person will be named in later chapters
also to be explained in later chapters
Guess who HE is it's someone we all know and hate
Whoever guesses which G-Boy this is gets a cookie
JA NE!