KHR: The Inheritance Project - Prelude

The Beginning of Hell Project

"I-I j-just… i-it… it's nothing…" He stuttered out unconvincingly.

"He's definitely hiding something. Lieutenant find out what it is! " Aye, aye Captain!

Standing up I walk around the table to where he's sitting and stare him down causing him to fidget in his seat. But before I could say anything Auntie's voice sing-songs from the hallway. "I'm Home! How were my little darlings' first day of school?"

Masamune immediately springs up and runs over to her. Sneaky little prick… I suppose I should greet my Aunt. Although the only good thing that I have to report is that I got to know the nurse quite well today. Masamune avoided me for rest of the day.

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It was quite a beautiful autumn morning; the sky was clear with only a few stray clouds idly floating by, leaves painted the side walk gorgeous tones of brown, red and orange, and a warm breeze gently glided over the streets of Namimori. But none of that mattered to me since I was currently running late for school.

I'd woken up late (having stayed up reading books raided from Padre's study) and had to wait for both my aunt and brother to finish showering before I could have mine. After twenty minutes I stumbled out of the bathroom, hair mostly dry and fumbling with my clothes. I rush upstairs and shove my books and things into my bag, then tumbled (literally) back downstairs and into the kitchen.

Shoving a piece of jam toast down my throat and chugging a glass of milk to help it down, I grab my lunch, slide it into my bag and rush to get my shoes on. Laces never liked me and these lace-up boots were no exception, so with two awkwardly knotted up boots I run out the door to meet my brother, who is very slowly wandering up to the gate.

Grabbing his hand, ignoring him when he flinched (the usual response), I dashed to school. Or at least tried to; this weird tingly feeling in my gut kept distracting me. I felt really funny, like I was going to be sick but at the same time I wasn't… It kinda makes my head hurt too…

Of course there were other reasons why my head heads… Mainly due to the fact I kept running into things. First there was the pole ("Ow, stupid pole."), then the bike ("Merda! Who put this here?"), then the flower shop display ("Mi dispiace."), man with groceries ("Le mie scuse"), woman with dog ("N-nice doggy…"), the dog… the list goes on and on.

Masamune had managed to escape my grip some time ago and was walking a fair distance behind me. I'm trying, really I am! It's not my fault; it's the fault of whoever it was I inherited this damn clumsiness from. It didn't help that during all that I'd managed to get us lost. Dio, why am I so unlucky?

I had to concentrate really hard on the where I was walking so I wouldn't trip, with this weird feeling bubbling away in my gut, while trying to read a map. Fantastico…

"Fratello..." Masamune states boredly as he points to the left. "It's over there."

Lo and behold, there standing tall and proud down the street was Namimori Elementary!

"… Oh…" Why me? Why must I be cursed with no damn coordination, dannato clumsiness, being so damn unlucky and having no damn sense of direction? We're probably an hour late for school by the time we reach the front gates. Sigh, at least we made it in one piece, relatively in my case. My hair was a mess, my blazer was no better and I was covered in dirt from falling over so much.

"Herbivores, you are late. For that you shall be bitten to death." A familiar monotone voice brings me from my musings. Dannato it all…

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