1 Introduction

Her screams echoing throughout the house and her blood dripping everywhere- his maniacal smirk forming across his face was the last thing I saw before waking up in a soaking sweat. I will never forget that bastards face. Five years ago, as clear as a new window in a new house. I was eleven at this time. Hiding. In a dark closet, watching my mother get murdered right in front of my eyes. Right in front of my little sisters eyes- right in front of my baby brothers eyes... That's unforgivable. Yes, he won't remember it, and she can try to forget it but it will always be engraved in the back of her mind. And me. Me? It'll always be a fresh wound. One that has turned into a scar and will remain with me for the rest of my days.

Now I'm sixteen. My little sister? Ten. Baby brother? Seven. And that day? Still fresh in my memory like it was yesterday. But I don't worry. I will get my revenge one day. I've been training for the day where I would find those men. I've been waiting for the day where I could

make them pay- I've been waiting for the day... I could make them suffer like my mother did. I've been watching closely for this day to approach. I've been waiting. Waiting patiently. Waiting silently. And watching closely. I've been waiting for this day for five years. I've been waiting for the day to see the same pain in their eyes as they had in my mothers. I've been waiting. But now it's time to stop fucking waiting. It's time to stop fucking waiting patiently. It's time to stop fucking watching my sad little morsel that I call my life go by. It's time to act. The day has come where I have stopped waiting patiently. Where I've stopped waiting silently. But I still watch closely. Very fucking closely. This is the day where I unlock more of myself than anyone has ever seen- than I have ever fucking seen. My mother was a powerful fucking woman and I love her for that. Raised us alone, knowing that it would be hard. Hardly making enough money. Making sure we were okay while she went to sleep starving almost every fucking night. Powerful woman. A powerful fucking woman. I love you mom.

"Idyllic! Idyllic!"

"Yes, Fuji?"

"Sisy Akemi says when is dinner?"

"Tell her it'll be ready in a second.."

No food again... I guess I'm going to have to use my savings once more..... But hey- at least it's for my siblings. My world.

I walk down to my nearest grocery store, just to see the people I once used to avoid. But avoid no more. Avoid no more.

"Oh look who it is, Idyllic."

"Watch this." They exclaim with giggles.

"So, Idyllic. How is your mother? Oh wait- she's dead. Oops- Um- how did you and your family take it? Especially your father, I mean that was his wife. Oh wait- he isn't there either." They all laugh.

"Well at least my mother was a hard working woman." I said in a firm tone. "That'd be hard to say about some people y'know, since your mother likes to snort crack and all.

Oh, and I heard your dad left you too once he seen how spoiled of a brat you were. Guess we're not so different after all, Sakura." I say loud and clear as I begin to walk away.

Serves her right, I thought. Now... to get some Ramen.

The same dream again.. It's clear that day will haunt my sleep forever. No point in even trying to forget about it, my subconscious mind will just remind me in my sleep. It'll make my thirst for revenge even stronger and start an unspeakable burning rage. An insatiable hunger that will continue to eat at me until I give in. Like I said. It'll always feel like yesterday. The freshest of wounds. I can smell the blood- taste it. I know I shouldn't be feeling like this, and this is not normal for a teenager at this age or at all. But for me, this is normal. This is and always has been normal. This cruel world is my normal.