"Mommy!" I cried out once more, looking helplessly at her.
Hearing my voice, mommy's arms fell to her sides as she sighed, her face wearing a face of resignation "Let him go, It's me that you want."
"Ah, the pretty demon falls, you know it would have been easier for everyone if you had surrendered before all this happened." The man said with a smirk, sheathing his sword, his hand reached out and grabbed mommy's chest.
"Bastard!"
"Hehe, nice chest yer got there, I don't really even believe that yer already got 3 kids." The man said, his hand clenching and releasing.
"Eh boss...? There's only two kiddos here, a boy and a little baby in the room....." Another man called out, his head popping out from sister's room.
"?!?!" The smug expression was instantly wiped off his face, changing into a shocked one.
"Shit!" He shouted, he then continued after a few brief seconds "We need to go, real bad."
Removing his hand, he grabbed his sword and pulled it out, positioning at mommy's neck.
.......This is scary......I don't wanna be here...mommy.....
At this point, I was scared to death, my chest thumping like no tomorrow, but instantly, the fear dissipated and what it became....I don't know.
Following my instinct at that moment, I bit downwards onto the hand that was coiled around my neck mercilessly with all my strength, my head shaking in attempt to bite it off. A delicious taste came into my mouth, similar to the taste that belonged to the meat I ate daily.
"AHHH! FUCK!" The owner of the hand instantly screamed as pain overtook his senses. Without thinking, he used his other free arm to pull me away, a action he succeeded by sacrificing a chunk of his flesh.
Using his superior strength as a adult, he flung me away to the closest wall, my head came banging onto the wall.
That feeling came back again.......even stronger......I'm scared of it mommy.
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POV change: Nathaniel -> Theodore (15 minutes after last POV)
My stubby feet strained to catch up with my running father, his figure a long distance away, he had raced off upon hearing the news.
Part of myself was hesitant, was I right to run off? Now that I think about it, there were too many problems that could have occurred when I took off without much warning, there could have been more people waiting outside securing the parameter.
Crap.
Picking up my pace, I ran faster, wishing for the safety of my innocent siblings and mother.
Although to some extend I am not their child, I loved them.
I was an orphan who died at a tender age of 14. The world was cruel, harsh to a child with neither a family or the ability to speak.
But I'm scared, scared of the fact that I will break this wonderful delusion of a family I had, though weird to an extend. I don't want to wake up at that place again. Never do I want to be alone again.
If this was a dream then I hope that maybe my wishes would come true in this silly fantasy of mine.
However, neither of the sights I hoped to see or wished to never see appeared, what I saw was even more so terrifying.
My identical twin was on his 4 limbs, his arms frantically smearing blood of the fallen men close to him onto the ground, forming some sort of symbol while a never seen before tail was waving from his ass.
Dad was at mom's side, her face was pale as dark red liquid flowed freely from her waist, a huge wound dad was trying to cover his hands with.
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I ran to my brother, wanting to stop him from finishing what he was doing but I immediately stopped in my tracks when he looked up at me.
On the corners of his mouth was a trail of blood while a trail of tears flowed from his eyes, his pale face contrasting with the splatters of blood from the men. The temples of his head now had little horns occupying it that parted his slightly long hair, his tail waving from behind. This appearance of his made people slightly terrified at this demon child that was crying.
"Brother......I need to.....I need to fini-" before he could finish, his body gave way to exhaustion and slumped to the floor.
Turning around, I looked for mom whose hand was grasped firmly by dad.
"Mom!" I shouted and ran to her side, tears appearing in my eyes as I held on to her free hand, tightening my hold as if afraid that she would leave.
"It's alright.....*cough cough* I'm alright my stupid boys, James, take care of my babies *cough* especially little Nath, don't let become one of them.....an-" before she could finish, her hands went limp and her raised head fell onto the ground with a thud sound.
"Mom!"
"Zaynib!" Dad hunched over, tears overflowing as he hugged the lifeless body of mom.
Touching my cheeks, I realized that I too, was crying.
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POV change: Theodore-> Nathaniel (one month after last POV)
"So, where do ya all wanna go?" Said daddy as he carried little Mitra in his arms, on my neck was this nice circular pendent that he gave me when I woke up, he said it was a charm from mommy.
I don't know who is mummy though, a month ago when I woke up, daddy asked me angrily about what happened but I didn't know what he was talking about. Lots of crazy things happened, I grew a tail and horns! I never had horns or a tail but it's fun!
Daddy said that we couldn't stay here anymore and gave me the little pendent that hid my tail and horn, also the two weird little lumps at my back.
A lotta other stuff happened within the last month too! Daddy taught me and brother how to use swords, I was faster than brother because I'm physically stronger, as stated by daddy.
Daddy is very strong and cool, which is probably why he always go to the forest to kill things to feed me and brother and little sister.
Today though, daddy woke us up and pointed to a map he brought out from our little bookshelf.
Pointing at a rather big red area the was a little higher than where he said we were at currently, he said "The kingdom of Caswuador, a little barbaric in their ways with a cruel king, though it means less security and better swordplay training."
Daddy than pointed at another county right to where we were and said "Elcar, a advanced city with civilized living, their magic academies better then the average. Between these two places, where do you want to go? Magic or swords? Though I'm sure there are alternatives being able to learn both of them, each of them are famous for their specialties."
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Also, this world is the same one my other novel's main characters are in.
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