Chapter 1

Swords and Fangs

Chapter 1

Frown with Thorns as Crown

I am from a world where no one wanted me. I am a loner. With no family. My family wanted to kill me. They hated me. Why? I don't know. I was born from a sinful world, shrouded by just darkness and the dullness that sufficed on my life. Everyone had thought of me as a mere plonk, a disgrace, trash ready for disposal.

Back then, I forgot what family is. I forgot what love is. I am born in a world filled with pure chaste. A place amidst of sombre ebony.

I stood in front of the blushing dawn. Scent of petrichor surrounded me. The gemütlich, cool breeze of the morning met up with my skin. How soothing it may be. But the feeling is ephemeral. I know for myself that it has another reason behind it, behind the reigning beauty in front of me, is a sign.

Maybe a sign of iridescent hope. Saying..

'Live.'

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Swords and Fangs

Chapter 1

Frown

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"Again, welcome to Frezville Orphanage, my child. Please enjoy your stay with the other kids." The young child walked passed the nun and ignored her. He continued his way to the 2nd floor where his room would be in. He was already told of what room he would be in without any say from him.

He entered the gloomy room, surprised by the fact that he wasn't alone. He was with someone. There is a double deck bed. There are drawings everywhere and crayons scattered all over the desk. 'I thought I was alone here. Tsk! Those old hags are liars! ' He thought as he settled down and sat beside the bed.

"Hi there! I'm Phrielle, and you maybe are my new room mate! " A blond girl headed towards him. While he just replied with a cold stare.

"I'm Ferron and stop talking to me, we're not close.” The young boy replied coldly. The little girl smiled. Never in his life did he liked social interaction.

"No need for closure ‘coz we are ALREADY close. Get it? By the way, we're now having lunch, just come downstairs if you wanna join us. See yah!” He cringed after hearing the words the blonde just said. He glared at the lass. But before she could leave the door, he faced her and asked.

"Where will be my bed? " He asked the blonde. She pointed the upper part of the bed. The 10-year old girl left him after pointing out his bed. They are both the same age.

During lunch, Phrielle would tell a story with the kids while Ferron just listened and never gave a single expression on his face. The blonde introduced the kids to Ferron. He just smirked and avoided eye contact. In the afternoon, Ferron always reads on his book. He feels alive by just reading some good ol' books.

He glanced at the wide grounds where the children were playing. Phrielle. He thought about the little girl. He half-smiled but then turned into a cold frown.

It has been a day for him. But while looking at the young gal, in his monochrome world, she showed a warm colour amid the dullness.

Flashback..

“What have you done, child? You’re not behaving again are you? You shall receive a punishment!” The old gross-looking madman slapped the little boy while lying on the Dental Chair, strapped on the head, limbs, and other parts of the body.

“He struggled having the contraction disturbed. Damned kid.” The woman with spectacles while stretching out the whip on her hands. The boy is quivering from fear. He wants himself dead, he wants to end his life for he had suffered enough. Tortured for 8 years, not getting proper treatment for 8 years, treated like a guinea pig for 8 sorrowful, painful years of his life. They only made him for experimentation. A humanoid guinea pig, he was. And whenever, experimentations of them resulted null, they beat the young child because for their eyes, he was at fault.

They fed him, balanced his diet, only for experimentation. He received tons of lashes, especially at the back, clotting it quickly just for experimentation. The boy in chains who existed only for experimentation. It had become a routine for him since the same activity happens for 3 times a week. On his rest days, he reads books enough to heal himself by just of it.

“Maybe we should add a droplet of the serum we discharged, it contained the blood of the Cursed Moon Demon. At least we could break down that serum having only the blood in addition to be injected to this kid.” Said the man fixing his spectacles and removed his gloves off to the trash bin.

“It’ll probably take another month or two to get it do—” A large bang disturbed them.

“Vampires,” The man looked at the monitor having the footage of a group of vampires forcing themselves to the lab door. “Inject to him the last resort.” Said the madman while loading bullets in the chamber of the rifle he is holding.

On the other hand, the weak, bruised child was forcing himself to open his eyes. He’s still strapped and can barely breathe. Squinting his eyes to be able to see clearly of what is happening.

Bang!

A large explosion occurred and the mist-like concrete covered the surroundings. At the same moment of the explosion, the woman injected a red-coloured liquid to the kid having him shout in pain. The liquid travelled through his veins fast and had the flow of his blood as if it’s boiling. The kid continued shouting while struggling getting strapped on the chair.

The madman declared war by shooting a vampire while getting distracted by the kid’s intense shouting. The lady turned the whip to a sharp chain after pressing a trigger, lashing the two vampires that was about to attack her partner.

The horrid shouts that had echoed in the battlefield slowly faded that it turned to silence. The boy’s hazel-coloured hair had slowly turned black, his blue, lapis eyes turned bloody red. Scars, of black had grown on his body, bigger and darker.

‘It worked.’ The two men-in-labsuit thought.

They released a flashbang in order to blind the vampires for a moment and headed their way to the child. Slowly, the straps had released themselves in a forceful manner. They both smiled and in just a flash. Both of them were pierced by the dark tentacle-like in his back. He turned into a demon, possessed by curse. The blood of both scientists were devoured and extracted by the creature while getting pierced.

The two greyish corpse got thrown out by the child with the tentacles. The young lad looked at the pack of vampires that recovered sight from the flashbang. They were about to engage an attack but before it happened they had their bodies split into two. Losing the ability to regenerate, they had died on the spot before having a single sword or bullet make contact with his body. The tentacles in his back controlled him and went out of the prison that was once the biggest pain in his life. Headed towards the dark forest surrounded by the thick trunks of trees. A moment of freedom, having the moonlit night as a guide for heading his way to a place. Carrying withal heavy burden and pain on his back.

He was dropped in front of a huge castle-like building. The silhouette of the big facade shaded him while he was lying but until the dogs barked, the inside was alarmed and went out to see the situation. Startled the folks were, seeing a kid, bruised and had countless lashes by the back, lying in front of their big gates. They gently and carefully carried the poor kid, all were agitated and sought for a reason for how he had been there and to what happened to the poor child.

Awakened by the mourning sunshine, he stood from bed, with bandages covering his frail body. Turned his gaze to the invasive appearance o the sunlight, for that was more like an ethereal event. Reaching the light, he never have had the chance to see from the past eleven months of his life.

“Am I... Dead?”

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