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hmMm.. I just remembered this disturbingly sick flashback in a fic I read. +_+ Well.. it IS disturbing! Went a little crazy when I first read it.. but it doesn't matter now. hmm.. sighh

"Let me tell you a story about this little boy."
"He was a spoiled little rat who had everything he wanted."
" A sweet home with loving parents and lots and lots of toys "
"But the boy's life was changed forever one day. when a stranger invaded his life. A very evil stranger who broke into their peaceful home and took away everything he had. He came not for money and not for revenge. He came solely for the enjoyment of torturing."

"It was a Friday late afternoon. The boy had just come back from school and was busy watching the cartoons on TV."
"You know, those transformers and stuff. The mother was home too. She had already started making dinner in the kitchen. I believe it was the pasta day. Gosh, it was such a normal Friday afternoon."
"And then the doorbell rang. The boy ignored it. He was in the middle of the show. No one could get him out of there. So the mother went to answer the door. She invited in a stranger who she believed to be a salesman."

"Boy was she wrong. The stranger stepped into the door and swung his heavy suitcase over her head, knocking her out cold. He slammed the door and opened the suitcase and chained the mother to the dinning room table with handcuffs. He was very efficient."
"He did all that while the boy was standing in the middle of the living room, too shocked to move. Too shocked to yell. Too shocked to even go picking up the phone and calling the police."

"The stranger then tied the boy up with ropes and threw him next to his mother, who was now bleeding from her head injury. The boy was still in shocked. The ropes dug into the boy's wrists and ankels and the cloth in the boy's mouth was making it hard for him to breath. For the first time in his life, the boy desperately prayed to God."

"But God did not answer the boy's prayer for the father arrived home on time that day. When he opened the door, the stranger was already waiting for him with a pistol in his hand. He knocked the father out cold with the back of the pistol and tied the father up as well with the nylon rope he brought in his heavy suitcase."

"Before the father woke up, the stranger had already had much fun with the mother. He had f*cked her eight times before the boy's eyes. The boy did not have the luck of passing out cold. The stranger had made sure of that. The boy could hardly recognize the bloody woman lying next to him. The boy silently prayed to God again."

"But God did not answer the boy's prayer as the stranger decided upon another game. He propped up the father against the bathroom door and brought his arms up so that he could tie him to doorknob. He went into the kitchen and brought in an apple and he placed it on the father's head. He then went to the boy, removing his bound and gags. He placed his gun into this 6-year-old boy's trembling hand. 'Today is your lucky day, kid.' The man said to the boy. 'I feel generous today.' The smile of the stranger sent a shiver down the boy's spine. 'If you shoot that apple off your father's head, I will leave this house this minute.' The boy felt the weight of the gun. The boy was not stupid. He knew what a gun was. Still trembling, the boy slowly turned the gun toward the stranger. The stranger smiled devilishly again and pushed the boy's gun away easily. 'The safety is not off yet.' He then took out another gun and aimed at the mother on the floor. ' I guess you needed some incentive to do this entertainment for me.

"Surprisingly, the mother was still conscious. As the boy's vision started to blur, he heard his mother begging in the background with words that the boy could hardly understand. The boy stared at his father tied to the door. The father looked at the boy with a mixed expression. The boy cried as the father mouthed 'I love you' to the boy. The stranger laughed as the boy raised the gun and aimed at the apple. The boy prayed to God again."

"But God did not answer his prayer. The gun fired into the door few inches above the apple. The stranger laughed. He kneeled down and wrapped his hands around the boy's trembling hands. He helped the boy trained the gun on the apple. He released the boy's hands and commanded: 'Do it again.' Holding the gun as still as possible, the boy shook his head. The boy begged the stranger. The mother begged the stranger. Neither of them convinced the sadistic monster. The stranger walked to the mother and held the gun close to the mother's temple. 'Do it.' The stranger said."

"The boy did not pray to God this time. He pray to Shinigami and he asked for the release of their suffering. He fired the gun, trying to aim for the apple. The bullet went straight into the father's face, exploding the flesh into pieces. The blood splashed on the boy's face as the stranger behind him laughed. Shinigami had answered his prayer again as another gun shot was fired behind him shortly after and the boy's mother was killed with a single bullet.."

"The boy dropped the gun on the floor and waited for his release. But Shinigami had ignored the boy for it was the sacrifice that he had to make in order to answer his prayers."
"The boy was the only one in the family that had miraculously but barely survived. On the ninth day, when the police had finally broken down the door and arrested the monster, the boy had already lost the humanity in him. He.."