Laying still the small boy was motionless, his own body not following the commands as he could not stop thinking about how hungry he was. His older brother had made it out of view and yet his body did nothing in reaction it still stayed in the same inreactive state. The boy had begun to pulse with strength as if the hunger in his body made him an animal with only one goal in mind and that is to eat.

In what felt to him like hours a voice was heard, one distinctly familiar in both gentleness and smoothness. "Young one, did you perhaps forget what you are supposed to do?" The boy seemed to have gained some control back and rapidly shook his head, not in answering the question but in reaction to his body. It was as if he was not in control, he was scared but the womans prescense calmed him down slightly.

He in all truths did not want to accept this hunger no matter how bad his body pained him, or how badly it tried taking over his mind. He did not want to become numb. The woman took steps around the boy causing him more confusion and noise in the already dilerious state he was in. She said nothing before getting quite, unknown to the boy she had picked the dog tag the lifeless puppy had on it.

After which the woman walked over to the small child and leaned over in front of him. The boy had started to convules from fighting against his body. She shook her head in dissapointment while lifting her hand extending one finger when it was covered by a red aura. She then cut her wrist bringing the bleeding arm to her mouth she sucked blood out before it automatically healed.

She then lifted the boy in her arms and forced his mouth open, this allowed her to press her own lips against the boys to let the blood into his mouth. Taking greedy gulpes the small child seemed to calm down on the outside however his body still was in a fiery rage on the inside. It was as if it only took the blood she gave him to trigger his brain to flip a switch again it was like he did not command his own movements.

The pain he felt became no less, "Boy, the blood i gave you saved your life. I have tried to keep you alive but if you keep fighting the hunger you will die. This puppy died because you were weak and frail. Does that not make you angry?" The boy did not answer as the pain he felt came no less than ealier however his mind was becoming clearer, he wanted nothing more than to protect the puppy but he couldn't.

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"Become greedy in this world of unfortune. You have been granted a gift, I have found you and will guide you. Take this to remember your failure and take control of this hunger. Kill the person responsible for this puppies death. Not because you are good but because you want to." In response the woman laid the boy back down. She stood to leave with one last message. "if you pass i will find you and guide you, if you fail you will die anyways,"

'I do not want to die, why does this world hate me?' the boy thought in his mind as he released control over his body to the hunger. Everything there after became blurry. His small fraim was ingulfed in red aura. He remembers heading towards his home and destroying everything in his path. 'Do I really want this? I don't want to hurt anyone but the pain is so great. Someone help me' His thought moved onwards as if he was not slaughtering everything inside his own home. The faces were blurred as the rampage continued.

"Mutt! What are you doing? Stop please! Brother!!" His thoughts were interupted by someones screams who just happened to be the cause of this. His body seemed to have understood his intentions and stopped. The aura confined itself to his hands. The boy looked on to the hysterical older brother with disinterest. The blood and carnage around him did not bother him at all.

He saw only an enemy who needed to be eliminated, without any further thought the boy who was now controling his movements walked towards his brother. His arms swung with ease and with each swing came a cry and body part until he was just dismembering a dead body.

"Death comes for us all but those who have the power to destroy should do as they please." The same woman from before came from behind the child patting his head. "You did well, What should i call you from now on?" The woman clicked her tongue before reaching into her pocket and pulled out the dead puppied dog tag and looked onto it. It read 'Milo'. The woman laughed, "Cute! I think i'll keep you forever. You will definitely be fun to play with."

She then gripped the small boys wrist and opened his hand. He reacted but with an honest disinterest, his body had become numb and so did his thoughts, the fighting prescense he had was comletely gone. The world around him was gone and the only thing he had left was the woman in front of him. He gripped the object she placed into his hand and followed her out making sure to not look at what he had done.