It's dark.

...There's nothing.

A person thought to themselves. The thoughts belonged to the criminal and father of five, Keaghen Luke.

Keaghen paused as if contemplating something but eventually remembered what had transpired.

Ah...That's right.

I shot myself.

...Ricky, I hope he-

Keaghen imagined the tears on the boy's face and felt emotions similar to grimace, and agony.

No..He's a strong boy, he'll manage.

Drip Drip.

Hm?

Keaghen felt something, something tangible, viscous and slushy flowing down slowly.

He continued to focus on that movement as an itch to wipe it off came over, until-

Keaghen's blue eyes suddenly flinched open and instantly exited the oblivion it previously resided in.

The first thing he saw ironically were another two blue orbs piercing his own.

It was a woman. A giant blonde woman.

The only difference was that her gazing eyeballs were convulsing and twitching, as if in a ugly dance.

After a few seconds went by, keaghen had time to adjust to the separate colors surrounding him and the environment he was currently in, but more importantly he deduced where the drops of the viscous itch was coming from.

It was dripping profusely from her nostrils.

Keaghen calculatingly observed the woman with great interest and observed the minute details that etched her appearance.

The woman was bleeding from her nose due to injuries as her nose seemed to be broken from a physical altercation, her clothes were dirty and rugged, and ripped at many revealing locations, her face had a mixed disposition of anger and disgust plastered all over it, and she was holding a knife on her right hand pointing it towards him.

Keaghen didn't mind the knife but was more curious about how this woman was such a giant and the sheer overbearing size she had over him.

Keaghen's curiosity got the better of him and he attempted to communicate.

"Ugu UguU uguuuuuu?"

However, only high pitched nonsense came out of what he assumed to be his own vocal chords.

'What...'

The woman flinched and her hand holding the knife trembled.

Keaghen ignored her actions and instead focused more around himself.

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He looked down further too see his own body and then he saw a tiny pair of feet. He then looked left and saw a tiny left arm, and looked right and saw a tiny right arm.

He tried talking once more but the same verbal nonsense came out of his throat.

Keaghen went silent.

With the information present he had concluded his own height, the woman's height, and his own existence.

A baby...?

Keaghen was currently a baby and the woman in front of him was not a giant but just an average female adult.

Keaghen couldn't comprehend something so inconceivable and impossible but eventually calmed down as he had been trained to do so.

He was also aware of one other situation.

Keaghen gazed back at the woman in front of him.

This woman

The woman stared back at the small baby boy in utter disgust, as her grotesque nose dripped more blood.

is going

She mashed her teeth and gripped the baby boy harder.

to kill me

The blonde woman clenched the knife in her hand and stabbed the baby in his stomach.

.....

The woman kept her eyes closed as she went through with all this and felt a sense of weight being lifted from her shoulders once she felt the knife entering the baby's abdomen.

However, she shuddered when she felt warm ooze flowing down her hand and her whole body started to shake as the image of what she was about to see would haunt her, but she knew she had to still persevere.

The woman opened her eyes slowly, and hesitatingly, only looking at her hand first and avoiding the baby all together. She immediately flinched at the blood splattered all over her hand.

"B-Bloo-Hiiii"

She wanted to just run away as her mind was screaming to go but her body remained sickeningly to the ground as a part of her was curious to see the outcome of the baby.

She slowly moved her pupils to the dead baby in front of her, inch by inch, curiosity now overcoming all her senses.

However, that curiosity completely shattered her mind when she gazed directly at the baby's face in front of her.

Blood was dripping from the knife impaled to his stomach and some from his mouth.

But that wasn't what terrified her, no-

The baby was looking directly at her, blinking in quick milliseconds.

He was still - alive.

The woman felt a sickening needle like pain inside her stomach as bile started forcing its way up her throat and immediately caused her to throw up, getting some on the baby.

The blood from his stomach mixed with some of the slosh from her digestive tracts making the woman want to wince away in disgust, however she couldn't.

Her eyes were glued to the baby boy who was still alive, whom was breathing so frantically as if he wanted to live.

He wasn't even crying. The woman began to think the boy was in so much pain that he couldn't even cry.

This thought made her heart wrench and caused a seed of guilt to be implanted in her mind as all forms of emotion she had felt for the boy slowly began to disappear.

"..Uuu..uu.."

"!!??"

The woman immediately listened to the boy, the boy she had tried to kill, as it tried to speak its last breath.

She couldn't bear to watch this any longer.

She closed her eyes and immediately grabbed the knife from the boy's stomach, ignoring the splashing blood and flesh bouncing off the rebound, and raised it high into the sky, her whole body trembling as she did so.

'I-I'll end i-it with t-this!'

The woman clenched her teeth as she ignored the stinging pain in her heart and got ready to bring her arm down.

However, she opened her eyes just one last time to look at the boy, the baby boy.

As her knife came down - and fell to the ground, beside the boy.

The boy was there with his stomach cut open, smiling so bitterly and trying its best to put his arms upwards.

Upwards towards her. His own Mother.

That's when the pain came rushing in. Something inside the woman's heart cracked and the overbearing guilt of her trying to kill her baby, her own baby, the baby that had her own eyes, came swooping in at last.

"A-A-AAaaAAAAAAaaAAAAAaA!!!!"

The woman screamed a horror filled cry throughout the alleyway and immediately grabbed the baby's arms but hesitated when she did.

His arms were so delicate, were so tiny, and were so weak.

Tears strolled down the woman's eyes and mixed in with her blood.

"IMSORRYIMSORRYIMSORRYIMSO..HIC...IMSORRY..HIC"

She looked at the knife as she started hyperventilating and quickly regretted everything she had done now.

"Cough...cough"

However, her pupils quickly shrunk in horror as her baby spat out more blood from his coughing.

"A-AhHH!A-AhHH!!"

The woman screamed anxiously as she was still grasping for air but quickly held up the baby with her shaking arms and ran out of the alleyway.

Chapter 2 - Regret