Cults and Crime Organizations
Disclaimer: SD is not mine.
Summary: Rukawa Kaede, the son of a cult leader and a nun, is currently a member of a cult. Sendoh Akira is the son of a respected governess and a feared outlaw. What happens to them? Read on to find out.
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Prologue
The snow draped all over the tired and cold nun. Her habit was already covered with thick snow. She felt cold all over.
"Why did I tell them anyway?" She murmured to herself.
She made a mistake, to have an affair with a cult member. However, that wasn't it. Her biggest mistake was she trusted him too much. Now, she's nine months pregnant, driven away from the convent, and due tomorrow. What is she supposed to do with the child she's going to give birth to?
'That damn Touya. Hell to all cult members.' She can feel hot liquid trickling down her cheek.
She thought Touya loved her but ever since she told him that she's pregnant, he avoided her. They see each other sometimes, though, but if she'll raise the topic about their child, he'll avoid it. Touya never showed up after he attained his dark powers.
'Damn, he should have a responsibility.'
Suddenly, she felt someone behind her. She turned around to see a tall man with foxy blue eyes covered by a dark hood. He walked towards the pregnant nun.
"To... Touya?" Her voice wavered a bit while the man continued to walk towards her, making her weak in the knees. Soon, he was just in front of her. Sakura felt cold all over and her eyes were as large as saucers.
"Touya, is that you?" She asked.
The man ignored her and bent down. "When are you due?" He asked, cold and emotionless.
Sakura felt a bolt of electricity from her tummy. "Tomorrow." She replied shortly. The man smiled and placed a cold hand at her forehead.
Sakura followed him, as if on daze and the next thing she knew, she was inside the cult hideout. She tried to get up, but she was tied on a wooden table. She panicked and as she gazed around, what she saw made her more afraid.
Surrounding her were men dressed in dark hoods, kneeling. It was as if they were getting ready to pray. Afterwards, Touya, who was meditating at the corner of the room, stood up. All the other members saw this and settled down to form a circle shape surrounding Sakura.
Touya neared Sakura, who was still bound to the wooden table. He stood up straight and whispered an incantation. Soon, Sakura felt stiff and much to her surprise, the men surrounding her chanted the devil's name. They raised their hands, and then bowed. They raised their hands again, and it was all a repetition.
Sakura can hear her heart beating. Then Touya also joined in the chanting. After a minute or two, they stopped with their heads bowed. As Touya touched her womb, she felt a tinge of electricity and the contractions started. She howled out loud.
It felt as if the child in her womb jumped to the touch. Soon, she felt blood between her legs.
"Touya! Please." She begged but he didn't stop. The men still chanted along with Touya, amidst her shouts. Then, after another minute, Touya touched her womb again. It was living hell.
After an hour, Sakura heard a cry of a baby, as she felt drained of energy. There was much blood lost. She took a last peek at her son, and then she blacked out.
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It was just an ordinary village of rich people, right? The structure of the houses, the elegant cars parked in the garages, right? Wrong. Always remember never to judge a book by its cover. Why? For in this normal village the Ichigaki residence, the largest mansion of all which is located at the innermost of the place, was full of blood. Blood was scattered all over the expensive carpets, while the beautiful designs of the wallpapers were now destroyed.
"Mom? What's happening?" A three-year-old boy asked the woman carrying him. His eyes were covered, just as his mom had ordered.
"Nothing, Akira. Whatever happens, cover your eyes, OK?" The woman with the face as white as the snow, told her child.
"Yes, mom. But, why do I smell blood everywhere? And why did I hear Oba- san's (auntie's) scream a while ago?" The frustrated child asked once more. This time though, he didn't get a response from his mother.
He felt his mom stop and placed him on the floor. He heard something like the door creaking. His mom turned to him.
"OK, Akira, hide here, but, whatever happens, just stay here, OK? Remember, never ever open your eyes."
Akira nodded as he felt his way into the closet. His mom closed it.
Akira patiently waited for his mom to come back, but already (4/5/6/7) hours have passed without a sign of his mom. So, the impatient Akira opened his eyes and darkness greeted him. "Mom? Where are you?" His voice wavered as he felt hot streams of liquid trickling down his cheeks.
The confused Akira crawled on the floor. He went towards the door of the master's bedroom and heard voices talking.
Man1: Shizuka, I know that I have a son with you! You have to give him to me. Hand him over and I will not hurt you.
Shizuka: No! How many times do I have to tell you?!? You don't have a child with me!
Man1: Shizuka, I know you're lying. Now, hand me my son.
Shizuka: Hand you? Akira is not a toy or an instrument you can use for world domination, bastard!
Man1: See? I know that we have a child. Now give him to me!
Akira was getting more and more curious at the moment. So, he crept out and saw a man talking with his mother. The man with the handsome ragged face saw him. Then, the man raged with fear.
"You lied Shizuka! Who is this boy?" The furious man asked the pale face lady.
Akira watched the two, not really understanding what's happening. His mother quickly grabbed him.
"No! You aren't taking him. You can't give him a future. He's staying with me. You can't use him for your world domination shit."
The man suddenly growled. "World domination is not a shit, you bitch!" He slapped her in the face, making the two year old scared to death.
Akira started to wail his lungs out. The man grabbed the him. "He's staying with me."
Akira can't understand anything now. The ragged man hurting his mother now grabbed him carelessly. He started to sob furiously.
"Give my Akira back!" Shizuka tried to grab her son, but little did she know that the action would end her life.
The man stabbed Shizuka. She didn't move for a while, surprised by the sudden pain that jolted her. Soon, she fell limply on the floor. "How can you do this? I thought you love me."
Akira's eyes widened in disbelief. "MOM!!!"
The man carelessly ignored him, though. "People change, Shizuka, people change."
With that, he left the house with a petrified Akira.
TSUZUKU... (to be continued...)
Disclaimer: SD is not mine.
Summary: Rukawa Kaede, the son of a cult leader and a nun, is currently a member of a cult. Sendoh Akira is the son of a respected governess and a feared outlaw. What happens to them? Read on to find out.
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Prologue
The snow draped all over the tired and cold nun. Her habit was already covered with thick snow. She felt cold all over.
"Why did I tell them anyway?" She murmured to herself.
She made a mistake, to have an affair with a cult member. However, that wasn't it. Her biggest mistake was she trusted him too much. Now, she's nine months pregnant, driven away from the convent, and due tomorrow. What is she supposed to do with the child she's going to give birth to?
'That damn Touya. Hell to all cult members.' She can feel hot liquid trickling down her cheek.
She thought Touya loved her but ever since she told him that she's pregnant, he avoided her. They see each other sometimes, though, but if she'll raise the topic about their child, he'll avoid it. Touya never showed up after he attained his dark powers.
'Damn, he should have a responsibility.'
Suddenly, she felt someone behind her. She turned around to see a tall man with foxy blue eyes covered by a dark hood. He walked towards the pregnant nun.
"To... Touya?" Her voice wavered a bit while the man continued to walk towards her, making her weak in the knees. Soon, he was just in front of her. Sakura felt cold all over and her eyes were as large as saucers.
"Touya, is that you?" She asked.
The man ignored her and bent down. "When are you due?" He asked, cold and emotionless.
Sakura felt a bolt of electricity from her tummy. "Tomorrow." She replied shortly. The man smiled and placed a cold hand at her forehead.
Sakura followed him, as if on daze and the next thing she knew, she was inside the cult hideout. She tried to get up, but she was tied on a wooden table. She panicked and as she gazed around, what she saw made her more afraid.
Surrounding her were men dressed in dark hoods, kneeling. It was as if they were getting ready to pray. Afterwards, Touya, who was meditating at the corner of the room, stood up. All the other members saw this and settled down to form a circle shape surrounding Sakura.
Touya neared Sakura, who was still bound to the wooden table. He stood up straight and whispered an incantation. Soon, Sakura felt stiff and much to her surprise, the men surrounding her chanted the devil's name. They raised their hands, and then bowed. They raised their hands again, and it was all a repetition.
Sakura can hear her heart beating. Then Touya also joined in the chanting. After a minute or two, they stopped with their heads bowed. As Touya touched her womb, she felt a tinge of electricity and the contractions started. She howled out loud.
It felt as if the child in her womb jumped to the touch. Soon, she felt blood between her legs.
"Touya! Please." She begged but he didn't stop. The men still chanted along with Touya, amidst her shouts. Then, after another minute, Touya touched her womb again. It was living hell.
After an hour, Sakura heard a cry of a baby, as she felt drained of energy. There was much blood lost. She took a last peek at her son, and then she blacked out.
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It was just an ordinary village of rich people, right? The structure of the houses, the elegant cars parked in the garages, right? Wrong. Always remember never to judge a book by its cover. Why? For in this normal village the Ichigaki residence, the largest mansion of all which is located at the innermost of the place, was full of blood. Blood was scattered all over the expensive carpets, while the beautiful designs of the wallpapers were now destroyed.
"Mom? What's happening?" A three-year-old boy asked the woman carrying him. His eyes were covered, just as his mom had ordered.
"Nothing, Akira. Whatever happens, cover your eyes, OK?" The woman with the face as white as the snow, told her child.
"Yes, mom. But, why do I smell blood everywhere? And why did I hear Oba- san's (auntie's) scream a while ago?" The frustrated child asked once more. This time though, he didn't get a response from his mother.
He felt his mom stop and placed him on the floor. He heard something like the door creaking. His mom turned to him.
"OK, Akira, hide here, but, whatever happens, just stay here, OK? Remember, never ever open your eyes."
Akira nodded as he felt his way into the closet. His mom closed it.
Akira patiently waited for his mom to come back, but already (4/5/6/7) hours have passed without a sign of his mom. So, the impatient Akira opened his eyes and darkness greeted him. "Mom? Where are you?" His voice wavered as he felt hot streams of liquid trickling down his cheeks.
The confused Akira crawled on the floor. He went towards the door of the master's bedroom and heard voices talking.
Man1: Shizuka, I know that I have a son with you! You have to give him to me. Hand him over and I will not hurt you.
Shizuka: No! How many times do I have to tell you?!? You don't have a child with me!
Man1: Shizuka, I know you're lying. Now, hand me my son.
Shizuka: Hand you? Akira is not a toy or an instrument you can use for world domination, bastard!
Man1: See? I know that we have a child. Now give him to me!
Akira was getting more and more curious at the moment. So, he crept out and saw a man talking with his mother. The man with the handsome ragged face saw him. Then, the man raged with fear.
"You lied Shizuka! Who is this boy?" The furious man asked the pale face lady.
Akira watched the two, not really understanding what's happening. His mother quickly grabbed him.
"No! You aren't taking him. You can't give him a future. He's staying with me. You can't use him for your world domination shit."
The man suddenly growled. "World domination is not a shit, you bitch!" He slapped her in the face, making the two year old scared to death.
Akira started to wail his lungs out. The man grabbed the him. "He's staying with me."
Akira can't understand anything now. The ragged man hurting his mother now grabbed him carelessly. He started to sob furiously.
"Give my Akira back!" Shizuka tried to grab her son, but little did she know that the action would end her life.
The man stabbed Shizuka. She didn't move for a while, surprised by the sudden pain that jolted her. Soon, she fell limply on the floor. "How can you do this? I thought you love me."
Akira's eyes widened in disbelief. "MOM!!!"
The man carelessly ignored him, though. "People change, Shizuka, people change."
With that, he left the house with a petrified Akira.
TSUZUKU... (to be continued...)
