"Stupid kid!"

"Yeah you can't have everything for yourself!"

"Brat!"

One of the angry boys pushes the seven year old Kyoya to the ground and proceeds to kick him. His friends copy the actions of the leader and beat on the annoying raven-haired boy for being greedy.

The beating lasted for about five minutes until a loud ding sounded around the park. The sound of metal hitting metal catches the attention of the boys. They turn to see to their horror an eleven year old you. The surgical mask, school uniform with an ankle length skirt, metal rod and fearsome glare is what gives the boys the indication that you are a yankee.

You start to walk up to them, each step increasing the dark aura emitting from you. You stop in front of the group and raise your arm slowly towards them. You point your rod to the leader.

"Run."

Without hesitation the boys ran for their lives. Kyoya looks on at their running forms with a smirk. He turns to you with that smirk still in place.

"You should have beate-Ack!"

The smirk was slapped off by your right hook. He winces and looks up in pure confusion. His eyes meet your cold ones and he sweats a bit.

"You are pathetic." You say, your tone dripping with disgust.

"Wha-?" Kyoya questions, but is silenced by your loud command.

"SILENCE!"

He obeys.

"Only a worm will let themselves be beaten up and wait for someone to save them. I refuse to let you tarnish the Hibari name!"

His eyes widen and he looks down in shame.

"If you think I'll always come to your rescue-you're wrong. I'm in middle school and the people get smarter. They crowd and become bothersome swarms that plague Namimori and spread their filth. If you're not ready to protect what father holds dear that swarm is going to bite you to death like ravenous ants." You loom over him and glare at your brother who is shaking at the illustration of death.

"Why?" He asks.

"Because in the end this world is just like the animal shows we watch on T.V. A world filled with herbivores and carnivores."

Your brother is silent at you statement.

You turn and before walking away you ask one more question.

"So what are you going to be Kyoya: a herbivore or a carnivore?"

You walk away from your brother's shivering form.

He clenches his fists and looks up at your back with determination.

"I'm not going to be a herbivore!" He shouts.

You stop and turn your head a bit.

"?"

"I'm going to be a carnivore and bite them all to death!" With that he jumps up and stares you down.

From the corner of your eye you watch is form shaking with determination. You smirk.

"Good. Let's go home Kyoya." You tell him with a smile and walk ahead with your brother running to catch up.

That day was the birth of the Demon of Namimori.