I awoke to the sound of glass shattering.
"Must be Kat and Ben" I said to myself.
I got up. Put on my usual attire, and did my hair. I began to walk down the stairs and noticed several shards of white glass on the floor. Thinking quickly, I created my usual weapon. A black scythe, similar to the one the Grim Reaper uses. To no surprise I saw Kat, an eight year old neko girl and Ben, a 10 year old human boy downstairs. They were smashing little glass cups. My priceless china.
"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING!?" I yelled glaring at them, both of my eyes a fiery shade of crimson.
"Uh......" they said at the same time before running off. I chased after them and ran into another member of the family. A 17 year old boy, Dark. He was the master's nephew and Kat's older brother.
"Seifer, leave my sister alone," He smirked "but you can go ahead and hurt Ben," Dark said as he began to walk past me while Kat followed her brother closely.
"You'll never catch me," Ben said before running into the library. I followed Ben and threw a 35 pound book at him. It hit Ben in the back with a satisfying SMACK.
"Ow ow ow ow," Ben whined as his eyes teared up and he began rubbing his back.
"That's for smashing my china," I replied before picking him up by his hair and throwing him into a book case "and that is for violating the rule Master Alex has about the library,"
"I forgot it," he said as a weak excuse, picking himself up before throwing 6 blades in my direction. I caught each one, throwing them all back and pinning him against the bookcase.
If you haven't guessed it each member of this family is a killer. Each one specializing in their own techniques. Ben was throwing knives, Dark's ability was spiritual. He had an ability much like mine but he wasn't of pure blood like I was. Kat didn't have anything special other then she was very violent when she was agitated.
"Oh, please Seifer, let the kid go," a female voice said from above. "Besides Master Alex would hate it if he found out you killed one of his family members,"
I glared up to see my twin sister, Sarah, she was sitting on the ceiling reading a book.
"Personally I doubt he could fire me or harm me. Did you forget I'm Immortal," i said glaring at my twin "I am his last line of defense ever since the accident,"
"Oh, yeah... I'm dumb" she said before laughing and falling off the ceiling, landing on her face.
"Dumbass," I sighed before letting ben go. "Have you seen Master Alex? Normally he is up around this time,"
"He's out in the backyard visiting the graves of the others who didn't make it," She said in her cheerful tone
Let me explain. Five years ago our original home was destroyed. Not all of us escaped. My Master escaped but his kneecaps were shattered and his spine was severed leaving his lower half useless. Some of the family members perished, one of which was my best friend, Dario. I considered him my younger brother. After that we all found an empty abandoned asylum. It was in okay shape and whatever wasn't we fixed up. We being Jei, Toby, Jeff, Dark and I.
As I began to walk outside a figure in a black jumpsuit and a black motorcycle helmet passed by.
"Seifer," he nodded "Master Alex is visiting the graves of those who didn't make it"
"Good morning 3" I smiled softly. 3 was one of my allies when it came to protecting my master. "And thank you"
3 walked off with his rifle. Despite wearing a black helmet all the time he was a sharpshooter. From what I've examined he always lands headshots on his victims. I began striding towards the burial site, noticing Annabel his younger sister, Taylor, Alex's older sister, and Nyx, Alex's youngest sibling. He was near the grave of a his father. The man I was originally hired by. As I approached Master Alex, an explosion erupted nearby. Reacting quickly the Master's sibling each pulls out a different weapon.
"I shall see to the problem" I said before bowing and leaving to investigate the source of the explosion. Both eyes gleaming pitch black. A black dragon tail sprouted from my back, demonic wings sprouted from my shoulder blades, summoning my scythe which was now covered in a highly acidic liquid. As I walked to the front of the mansion I noticed it was eerily silent. No gunshots. No screams. Nothing.
And then I heard it. The ear piercing scream of Alex. I quickly rushed back to see if he was okay, I was too late.
There he lie, in a pool of his own blood, his eyes wide, several gunshots on his chest. I looked over to see his siblings, each passed out on the ground, bleeding. But not as much as Alex. I checked his pulse. Nothing. He was gone.
I stood up glaring at a handgun. 3, Sarah and my son came rushing outside questioning that happened.
"Master Alex is dead" I said holding back tears. I've known him since he was a young boy, about 20 years ago, and now he was dead. "I will find whoever did this and make them suffer"
"Seifer calm down bro we know nothing about whoever did the attack" Sarah said trying to keep me calm
"They have an extremely large supply of guns" 3 said coldly and emotionless. "I enjoy their skorpion"
I payed no attention and made my scythe, this time instead of a pure black it was a dark shade of red. I was going to kill whoever did this to my master.
It wasn't fair. He didn't deserve to die, I promised to protect him and I failed. A small black king scorpion crawled upon my shoulder and sat there. I noticed it and grabbed it holding it in my palm. Without thinking I cut my finger and let a black liquid seep through the puncture mark. As the liquid feel onto this arachnid it began to grow at an enormous rate.
"3 get me some armor for my new friend" i said petting the scorpions head. "I will name you Scor"
Within minutes 3 came back with titanium armor fitting for an enormous being with claws, a sharp pointed tail and more. I began to apply the armor to the scorpion. After 35 minutes Scor had full armor on him, making him an even bigger threat then he was.
"Now you will have some of my powers" I said before slitting my wrist. My black blood began to seep down my arm as Scor drank what he could. "Now let's test your new abilities"
After 30 minutes I decided to leave Scor with my sister and take beast instead.
"If I fail this I shall preform bushido" I said coldly striding towards the trees, carrying my scythe, with beast and 3 following behind.
"Don't you fucking dare, you are the strongest ally dad has as of right now" Sarah said
Dont yoy dare kill or hurt yourself you big kitty, plus the mansion needs you, your family and you've helped take care of all of us" kat said her eyes watering looking at me
"Kat come here" her brother said worried "Seifer has to do what he has to, it's all to keep us safe"
They both were right. I did help take care of each of them, treated them as if they were siblings, except when they touched my china, I protected each of them. But I have to do what I have to, even if it involved killing myself.
"But seifer is family, he can't leave us. Even if we do like messing with him he's still family" kat said before crying. Normally I would laugh if people cried, but this time it was different, I felt sorrow. I felt sorry for them. It was strange, something I never felt before.
"I'm sorry kat but I have to" I replied before vanishing into the forest with beast and 3.
"He'll be back" a voice said
That was the last thing I heard. I peeled some of my flesh off and tossed it onto the ground, a big pitch black spider grew from my flesh, Shider. He was Drake's pet, Shider and Shadark. Both created from my flesh and trapped in a small black stone. When he was killed the stones broke and they came back.
"Let's make them pay for hurting master alex" I said my eyes glowing crimson red
"Lets go...." 3 trailed off
I knew my time was coming to a fateful end. I wanted to make sure I get revenge before my death. I've been alive for over 800,000,000 years and finally I shall be granted the sweet kiss of death, the release from this hell, this pain, agony and torture. This place humans call life. I call it pain. 3 knew I was dying but didn't say anything.
"I need to make them suffer" I said quietly before spitting out blood. The black acidic liquid sizzled on the ground, burning it's way through any leaves or decaying branches that were cast aside, as if they were rejected. Just like me and Sarah. Our dad cast us out into this hell hole. It was finally my time to come home. After this, I need to take my life with the blade I use so fondly, my scythe.
