Judais POV
Normally for things like this I would let Haou take over. But right now it's extremely personal. I have no second thought in my mind.
Weapon of choice? The butcher knife my own blood stained. I was hell bent on destroying him. On destroying them. I didn't want that painful feeling in my chest anymore. I wanted to end it! I stalked upstairs weapon in hand. First victims… the kind people who took me in. after them… the person most important to the one whose blood I want the most. I want him to see them die at my hands. I want him to see the error of his ways before I cut him open.
Johans POV
Silver and red glistened in a small figures hand. He was covered in the embrace of darkness though his unforgiving sorrowful brown eyes were visible. He giggled childishly holding the object downward over the sleeping figure of… oh no…. I tried to scream…. I tried to tell him to stop… to have mercy! But my voice wouldn't work. The shining object thrust downward piercing my mother
Pain beat in my chest as my eyes opened quickly. The agony was too much! But seeing as all my other dreams about the boy had been correct I couldn't deny that my mom was gonna die.
By judais hands.
The stairs creaked leading me to believe someone was walking up them rather slowly… as if something was on his/her mind. Pain shot through me again my senses alerted me that it was time to get up and stop whatever my sub conscious was warning me of… I looked carefully out my door to see a small figure. Sadly the smallest one who resided here was Judai. The figure matched the brunette perfectly but I couldn't… wouldn't believe it was really him… words came out of his mouth so quiet they were almost incoherent, I could just barely make them out
"I want him to see them die by my hands" he whispered his eyes clouded over in some kind of daze. "This pain…" hi clutched at his chest as if a life line hung from it "I want it to end" once he got to the top of the stairs he pushed through the double doors of my parents room. A glistening silver object in his hand.
"No…" I whispered I ran down the hall to follow him bolting through the door and over to the boy. In his dazy state he didn't notice me come up behind him. He held the knife high over his head preparing to kill my father. A wicked possessed grin came over his face that didn't look like him… or Haou for that matter. He tensed up his arm but before he could deliver the blow I caught his wrist
"What do you think you're doing?" I whispered anger in my voice
"Ending what I begun" he wouldn't turn around so all I could see was his back "ending my pain along with yours. When Haou and I came here you knew you'd die. So why are you stopping me?"
"Because we never did anything to deserve this. Judai, your being misled! the pain will only gets worse with every drop of blood you splatter" his arm relaxed a little.
"How would you know" the cold tone of his voice was replaced with the childishness of his real voice but I could tell I hadn't won this battle with his mind yet
"Because up until now you've been feeling more and more pain haven't you? That guilt is weighing you down and you're about ready to break. Please Judai… you know what's right… so why do you insist on doing what's wrong?" my grip on his wrist tightened and his hold on the knife went limp. The murder weapon fell to the floor with a muffled clacking noise. He looked back at me, crystal tears running down his face making his eyes sparkle more than usual though they were far redder than they should have been for how long he had been crying. His eyes were half closed in a painful manner and his mouth was slightly open. He turned fully and clung onto me burying his face in my chest wetting my shirt with his tears. His legs gave out under him pulling us both to the ground
"I'm so sorry" he whispered into my shirt, his whole body shaking violently "I'm so sorry"
"Shhh" I soothed whatever had made the boy think it was time to kill us was gone "I-I… I just… got angry… and I couldn't... I just couldn't… control myself…
'Lesson today class? Never piss of the boy with the voice in his head. He will kill your family (1)' I looked over to the door to see Jehu smirking and leaning against the door frame. Great… at least he didn't say it out loud… if Judai heard that I'm not sure how it would affect him… he's an emotional wreck and I'm afraid if he did hear it he'd reach for than knife again… I offered him a small smile and wrapped my arms around judais quivering form. Somehow through all of this my parents hadn't woken up. I mean… we woke Jehu up and he could probably sleep through a terrorist attack... I shook my head slightly helping my poor little murderous adoptive brother to his feet.
"Come on Judai let's get you back to bed" he shook his head
"What? Why not?"
"I don't want to be left alone" he whispered I looked to Jehu for help, he just smiled and waved his hand signaling that it was my problem not his. I glared for a moment before smiling at Judai who obviously couldn't see it
"You can stay in my room tonight. As long as you promise I'll wake up tomorrow and that you'll go to sleep" he nodded and somehow I managed to pull him off long enough to get back to my room.
That was a close one…
~authors notes~
(1)- The explanation is in the first chapter. I AM NOT explaining it ok? Ok.
Lalala~ I'm done~
To all reading my other stories 'the kings clone' should be updated in a day or two while 'just great' will be updated after it. Only three more chapters! If I get bored enough I may make a sequel but that's not likely so don't expect one… anyway please vote on my polls!
Judai: on to charas review corner!
Johan: danm we've been silent so far
Judai: yeah well the only real characters are you me Jehu Haou and Jims body Jims body can't talk, Jehu's asleep, and Haou is plotting Jehu's demise
Johan: oh…
Chrisandersenyuki: sadly Haou isn't involved in this almost-killing spree… and Johan made it better!
Luving randomness: yeah :3 under that evil murderous shell is a kind caring spirit
Haou: *bursts out laughing*
Yuri n' chuka: Haou: thanks kuro! And Yuri *cracks knuckles* I hope you're ready to die