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The rain poured down onto the sheets of metal that were nailed and duct taped to the hut in which Tsuki and Horo lived in. The skies of Akasabi were black with thunderheads as lightning shot down from the skies in great flashes of white. Three bottles of moonshine sat on the wooden table before the two sisters. two were empty, on was halfway gone. A man with an oversized beergut lounged in a chair as he guzzled down the booze. "I darn tootin' well know you girls are hidin' in that there closet, now. So come on out and everything'll be fine and dandy." The man said in slurred words. He reeked of alchohol and musk. Both Tsuki and Horo knew that if they dared stepped out that he would lash them, again. But Horo spoke up in a small voice: "Are you drunk, Father?"
The man laughed a pleghmy laugh and answered, "Course not. Some corn whiskey never hurt a fly."
Tsuki smirked and said under her breath, "I sure bet it drowned one." Horo sighed and pushed on. "You positive?" she asked. The man chuckled and replied, "I swear to drunk I'm not God." the girls sighed and shrank back into the closet, and waited till he had passed out cold. Both the girls knew that this was their chance to strike against their father for all he had done to them.
All the whippings, all the bruises, all the lies they had to tell the civilians when they asked what had happened to them. Now was the time to get revenge. Tsuki slipped out of the closet first and inched over across the earthen floor to the dilapadated cabinets where the cutlery lie. She motioned for Horo to come over. Horo picked up a steak knife while Tsuki went for something a little heftier. A meat cleaver. Tsuki raised the giant blade over her head and with a sickening kshak! she brought it down on the man's neck, decapitating him. His severed head blurted slurred words and garbled swears as it died, and Tsuki propped it up so he could watch Horo mutilate the rest of him. The blood stains on the window made it seem as if the moon had been smeared with blood.
A bloody moon, a bloody murder...
- by Sherlock Houses |
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- | Submitted on 05/13/2009 |
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- Title: A Broken Childhood: 01
- Artist: Sherlock Houses
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Tsuki: The older of the two at seven years.
Horo: The younger of the two at six years.
The man: Their adoptive father at thirty-five. - Date: 05/13/2009
- Tags: broken childhood horo tsuki
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Comments (4 Comments)
- AlexandriaVy_VampireLord - 07/24/2010
- really,really,really good. demented, but i cant talk. at all. but good biggrin
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- calciferkishusgirl - 08/09/2009
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i agree with NingaMonkeyz........ holy s**t
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- SmellsLikeSpace - 05/16/2009
- holy s**t dude . . . .
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- XXxxKarimaxxXX - 05/14/2009
- i really like it! 5/5
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