Chapter 1: A Tragic beginning

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Pain, Darkness, and suffering all describe the underground city. We bathe in disgusting garbage and kill for money. My life was nothing like that. It was pitch black. No colors for me to see and nobody to look at. My mother was the kindest person on this cruel world. She would get abused, hurt, and even stabbed to earn enough money to provide for me and my brother. Unlike me, my brother Levi is not blind. Yeah, you heard me right, I'm blind. It has never stopped me before and never will. It was hard for me to learn to read and write. Levi taught me how to write the letters of the alphabet with my fingers. He took my hand and helped me write letters and sentences. As for reading though, someone has to read to me. It was hard to walk around the house being 3 years old and blind, but Levi's guidance helped a lot. Mom would send us to our rooms when mom's 'clients' came over. Levi would hide me under the bed while we heard mom's screams of pain and the smacking of a whip or the slicing noise of a knife. Once they left, Levi and I went downstairs and Patched mom up. One day, mom got a high fever. Levi tried cold rags and some medication to help mom but she didn't get any better. Soon enough, her skin got paler and her eyes became clouded. Mom would just lie in bed and rest. One particular day was the worst one in my life. Mom called us over and cupped our cheeks. " Children, it looks like my time has come. I wish I could have spent more time with you. Levi, take care of Madeline and be strong." She said before closing her eyes. Levi screamed. I screamed. I could not see what was going on but I knew it was terrible. That's when Levi told me what happened. I sobbed uncontrollably and levi curled into a ball in a corner. I tried to reach out to him but he seemed to ignore me. I sat there with him and closed my eyes, not like it changed anything. After what I thought was a week, I heard someone muttering curses under his breath. I quickly recognized the voice as our Uncle Kenny's. Uncle Kenny was a serial killer who was a part of the guild Sabertooth. Mom told us it was a guild that should not to be messed around with. Uncle Kenny took us there once and we met two boys named Rogue and Sting. Kenny was talking to leave when he shook me awake. I stared at his direction before he picked me up and put me over his shoulders. "We're going home." He told me before making his way outside of our house. On that very day, I set a goal. To become stronger
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Till next time my lovelies~
(Credit for original creator of story goes to waterviking4 )

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