Chapter 7

Lucy POV

"Ikuto Osaka," I mumbled. "That name seems so familiar, but I'm sure I killed my father."

I was only three, which is the usual age a Diclonius kills its parents, but I was the one who started it all, and the statistics weren't made yet. I held onto my stuffed bunny like any other child would. My mother came up to my room with the usual smile. Then it disappeared. A group of men followed her and her eyes suddenly grew dark. The men carried guns and had on dark green clothing and wore badges with a symbol I was not familiar with.

"That's her," My mother squeaked and that's when I realized the bruises on her arm. My eyes widened at the sight. She pointed her weak arm at me and then dropped it abruptly, after the largest one nodded his head.

"Move out of the way miss," His deep voice boomed. My mother took one last long look at me but the man was impatient. He knocked to the ground immediately. "I told you to move." She writhed and tried to get back up on her feet. The man stepped on her feet, got off, and then motioned for the other men to drag her away and to sustain her. Not from the scene but from me.

A man half the size of the man who knocked down my mother whispered in his ear, "Be careful sir. We don't know what that thing is."

I know what they are talking about. I'm no human….I'm a thing…because of these horns….

Suddenly, I blurred figure screamed and ran through the men furiously and without fear. He landed in front of me and I recognized him. He was my father. He grabbed my shoulders, went down on his knees, and wrapped his strong arms around me.

"She is not a thing," He said, not looking behind him. He started to sob. It was the first time I've ever heard a man cry…. "This is my daughter."

"Sir," the big man inserted a bullet into his gun and then took out a baseball bat out of my toy box. "We're going to have to ask you to leave."

My father did not yield.

"," The man screamed more sternly. Once again, my father refused to move. Then the man came up behind my father, and hit him on the shoulder with the baseball bat. My father to the ground and my first tear fell, fresh, and….angry. Something clicked inside of me.

Kill, a voice inside screamed.

But I don't want to kill, I say back.

Kill or be killed.

And that's when it hit me. My arms went stiff and I dropped the bunny. I looked up.

"What the-,"

Before he could say anything else, his head was gone. I torn him limb from limb without even touching him. Using my vectors, I made an example of him and then brusquely, I went after the others and walked through the door. I need to get out of here. They came at me with great force. They shot bullets but even those, which were man's most abundant defense, could not stop me. I could not be stopped. I would never be stopped.

I had forgotten about the people behind… When I remembered….

They are traitors. All humans are traitors.

I shake my head as I run down the street; away from the trouble, away from the world, away from everything.

"I remember."

Akeno POV

"I remember."

"Are you alright Lucy?"

"No."

"What's wrong?"

"I don't think I can kill my father. He protected me….He loved me."

"No he didn't Lucy," I argue. "You don't know him."

"You're right," She sighed. "I don't but I don't want our reunion to be his funeral."

*** Short I know, but anyways, where do you guys think I'm taking this? Why does Akeno want to kill so much? Why? ****