Mmmm kay. This is the whole entire rundown on what had happened that day. The day when VY2 Yuuma had given up on humanity.
Sylvie-Chan
VY2 could hear his feet hit the pavement as he walked home from school. He had endured enough bullying for one day and he was thankful to finally go home. He walked into a dark alley before he felt someone push him on the ground. He tried looking up to see who had pushed him, but before he could choke out a single word, he was kicked in the back and he fell on the ground with a thud. His belongings were scattered everywhere and he could hear the blood pounding in his ears. They had found me.
"What do we have here?" One of the bullies teased cruelly as he picked up a letter from his backpack. He felt his blood run cold. Crap... "Is this a love letter to Gumi Megpoid? As in the famous Gumi Megpoid?!" He laughed in shock. VY2 felt tears hit his eyes. Bakana! I knew I shouldn't have brought that to school...
"What an idiot! Thinking that someone as hot as Gumi would want someone as creepy and weird as him!" Another bully exclaimed. VY2 choked on his tears a little bit. He tried lifting himself up off of the ground again, but once again he was pushed down. This time he could feel something rusty tasting hit his mouth. Is this blood?
"Freak!" The bully screamed, hitting him in the head with a blunt instrument. He heard his heart thump dangerously as he hit the floor with his head again. Another bully had begun to rip off his jacket and his shirt. The third bully held the letter in his hand. He held up a small metal object in his other hand and VY2 saw a flame come out of it. The letter was set on fire. He felt like his hopes and dreams had just combusted right in front of him. By the time the letter had been fully dissolved, the third bully had his shirt and his jacket in his possession. One of them pulled out what looked like a pocket knife.
"Doctor? Do you think this freak of nature will survive our operation?" The first bully asked the knife wielding one.
"Hmm... I don't know, my faithful assistant." He laughed. VY2 let out a loud scream as the slashed at him. He felt the pain hit him like a tidal wave and he couldn't breathe because one of the bullies was choking him, tighter, tighter. Then they heard someone's voice shout and they fled, leaving him curled up on the concrete in a pool of his own blood. He stood up weakly. He put a hand up to the side of his face and saw the crimson red liquid pour down his face. There was a Nazi symbol carved on his chest. He screamed and fell down onto the ground again. He limped out of the alleyway. I have to get out of here... He felt his own tears choke him to death and he could still hear the kid's sneers in his ears. He collapsed in a ditch on the side of the road. Maybe I should just stay here and die here... About an hour later, a bright light stopped right next to him. Two people stepped out of a car. He heard the screeching of police sirens. He saw a red haired man and long yellow haired woman look at him from above. He cowered in fear, believing that they were there to harm him rather than help him.
"Oh my god, sweetie, what has happened to you?" The woman asked. He couldn't answer her. He was too torn by grief to answer.
"Put him in the car, Lily. We'll take him home and try to investigate who harmed this teen." The man ordered. She nodded and gently lifted him up. VY2 tried to wiggle out of her grasp. NO! DON'T TOUCH ME! DON'T HURT ME!
"Calm down, sweetheart, we are here to help you..." Lily whispered. But her soothing words didn't help him. She's trying to manipulate me! I see what your plan is! And it's not going to work! MIZKI!
"M-Mizki!" He screamed, trying to run away. But he stopped and broke into a sob. I hate you! I HATE THE WORLD! I WANT TO DIE! I WANT TO-
Before his mind finished that final sentence, he passed out onto the sidewalk.