"It was a figure of speech… Anyway, you''re pretty tough, aren''t you?"


    "I guess… Any normal kid would''ve been crying," I smirked, and Amy smiled as well as she was a bit impressed by my confidence.


    "You''re not wrong. When was thest time you saw your sister, by the way? You both kind of seem like strangers despite being from the same family,"


    "We recently saw each other a few days ago, but besides that, it''s been a year… *sigh*... You can stop worrying about me. I had a n in mind anyway," I responded before ncing over at my sister, who was currently on the phone.


    Everybody stared at her for a bit as her face crumpled with annoyance while taking slight nces at me.


    Upon cing down her cellphone, her attitude immediately shifted into a serious one, sending shivers down everybody''s spine.


    "They acted up again… fucking assholes," My sister muttered before everybody, including myself, followed her out the door.


    …


    (Amy POV)


    This kid is bizarre… He acts like he''s all grown up despite looking like your normal twelve-year-old or so boy.


    Maybe it was because he grew up in that hellish household, but he is way too mature for his age, and behind that cute and slightly chubby little face are the fangs of a monster… just like his older sister.


    "I wonder who they picked on this time," I muttered, and just as we turned a corner, our presence was announced, and the group of people parting to give way for us disyed yet another disgusting sight.


    The few guys and that goblin-looking freshman who was obviously the leader had beaten down three kids.


    "Oh, they''re the new schrship kids that I heard about," Relup said, his fiery eyes reacting with the growing anger slowly swelling up inside of him.


    But, just as Laina, the little boy''s elder sister, stepped in, I felt a cold and chilling presence, as if the god of death had descended behind me.


    I looked back to see Cyrus, the little boy biting down so hard onto his lip that blood drew.


    His eyes were colder than ice,pletely contrasted with the rest of his angered expression…


    "Do you know them?" I asked as Laina stopped hesitating and immediately split up the skirmish, breaking the legs of everybody there with just her sheer strength.


    The three kids were crying pitifully, and somehow they were still able to move as upon seeing Cyrus, they ran towards him and cried into his neck.


    I could immediately tell what their rtionship was… but the one thing I couldn''tprehend was what Cyrus was about to do.N?v(el)B\\jnn


    The amount of honed bloodlust being suppressed within his body was so much greater than anybody herebined… and I think I was the only one who noticed it.


    "Seems tonight will be a blood bath,"


    …


    (Cyrus POV)


    "Don''t do anything rash… If they''re dead by tomorrow, I swear I''ll kick you so hard in the stomach that you''ll be coughing up blood for a year straight," My sister said as I sat on the couch, staring up at the ceiling.


    My siblings were all being taken care of by Amy, who was healing them to the best of her capabilities, but she was still struggling as their bodies weren''t as durable as mine.


    The internal damage they received from those assholes might force them to go to a hospital.


    After a few hours of waiting around and the student council making tons of announcements that I''m sure will be brushed off instantly, I returned to my room.


    My siblings had been moved to the infirmary where they would be taken care of due to their high fevers, which Amy wasn''t able to heal.


    She can heal physical wounds, but emotional and bodily functions are something that you have to let take their course.


    Of course, there is medicine that will help ease the process so that they won''t be suffering the entire way through.


    As soon as I plopped down onto my bed inside my now empty dorm room, I heaved a long and heavy sigh.


    Exhaustion rushed through my body, and events flooded my mind.


    "What a terrible world we live in," I muttered to myself before turning over onto my side and closing my eyes.


    Soon, I entered thend of dreams… which soon showed me a nightmare I never wanted to experience again.


    …


    "Mommy! Help! Help!" I cried out as the men in ck cloaks dragged me away, a minor swirling sensation running through my chest.


    My mom, who I knew had already died, somehow stood up with her empty eye sockets staring at me, her skin cracked and gushing with gray smoke, and finally, ck blood dripping from the vertical sh on her chest.


    I soon lost consciousness and awoke in a dark cave where a few other kids had gathered; the only other thing beside us was a knife with a small note on it.


    "Kill each other if you want to survive," The first kid who dared to get near it read.


    At the ripe age of ten…, every one of us cried until no more tears ran.


    We were hungry, and an instinctual thirst for blood took the reigns of our minds, and we all stalked the knife like hungry predators.


    I had chills the entire time a singr kid walked up the knife, ripped off the note… and proceeded to kill every child in his sight.