As the years passed by me and Ichiro were taught and trained as killers. We had practice our move with each other but never laid hand on a real weapon or another human. I was better skilled than Ichiro. But had the ability to actually do it, unlike me. I wasn’t going to become a murder. I still remember what he did to my mother. Im 14 teen and i still live with this criminal. He has taught different methods to kill. But i guess it’s not too bad it could be worst. He could treat me like Ichiro.Ichiro has it worst than i ever did sure i been through some messed up shit but nothing compared to what he does to Ichiro.I’m only saying this much i’m grateful that i'm still a virgin unlike Ichiro.I think one of the many reason he does as told but lately he’s been becoming more and more like “father”. Ichiro was never nice but he wasn’t as cruel as he he is know.

I went down the stairs to see what was going on. It didn’t take long for me to hear screaming. I was use to at this point. You could probably show me a dead body or murder someone right in front of me and i wouldn’t even flinch. So kept going but when i got there a saw a women. She was a brenet , tall, sleander, beutifull green eyes, pale skin, just like my mother. Tears started to fill my eyes i began to sob slowly. I couldn’t look away , the resemblance was uncanny. Suddenly i felt a someone pull my hair.

“Stop acting like you never seen this before. If you don’t like it then leave”

Ichiro told me his voice was cruel and cold. He’s soft , sweet and kind eyes were know replaced with sharp knives that stab right in the chest.

“Ichiro let you , i can’t leave you know that , if i do “father will catch me again and beat me he always does” yelled at Ichiro.

“Well that should teach you, your not as stubborn anymore. How long did it take you to learn that was impossible? 8 years?” laughed Ichiro .

He finally let go. I tried to leave but Ichiro grabbed me. He wrapped his arms around i tried to get him away. He know i don’t physical contact. Yet as stranger as this it, i liked the feeling of arms around me. But i knew better than to fall for Ichiro he doesn’t even see as a friend much less a lover. I wondered why he was embracing me. I found out soon, he covered my mouth so i wouldn’t make a sound. He was forcing me to watch “father “ kill that woman knowing she reminded me of my mother. He wanted to watch me suffer and break down. As soon as he let go i ran into my room. I turn on the tv trying to distract myself from the pain. I ended up falling asleep.

“AAAAAAAAAAAAA!” i screamed at the top of my lungs.

“I had that dream again i thought i was over it but seeing that women brought them back”i told myself.After my mother's and my first encounter with that thing i began to regret being so cruel to my mother. I was a horrible child and i know. I started dreaming about her but every time i did she wasn’t there to comfort me instead she stood blaming. Telling so many cruel things and everytime i tried to reach for her she would get farther and when i finally reached her she would look at me in a disgusted look and tell “Your disgusting don’t ever try to touch me”. Right after she said these word to me hand would come from below and grab dragging me down into the darkness and mother would just stander laughing as i was being pulled in into the darkness. All always regretted being so cruel to her but now that regret and sadness multiplied by a thousand and sank into my heart as if they were trying to weigh it down so they could drag my heart in forever pain and sadness of the dark. All my fears came running back to me and hit all at once. I felt as if i was just ran over with a truck.