Meaningless Sacrifices {1}

Once the vision began, It didn't take me long to figure out where I was, I was In that man's laboratory.

'Seeing as I'm still in this chair and past me is still ongoing an immeasurable amount of pain, I'd say that this vision is a continuation of my first one.' I thought, while further trying to scan the area, however I had no control over my body. Thus I couldn't look exactly where I wanted, however I was still able to spot someone who I think is my older brother and that man.

The boy had a very athletic body, I'd bet he had many girls who wanted him to become their boyfriend.

Now, from what I have gathered in the past ten or so minutes, the boy has thin eyebrows, white skin, and I believe light blue eyes. And unlike that man his hair seems to be black rather than blonde, I'm guessing that's a trait from our mother, or his hair may be dyed.

As for the man who stands above my older brother, he is of course my father or so I believe. He carries a metal pole in his right hand, and is dressed in white pants along with a long white scientific lab coat. His eyebrows are thin, pale-white skin or even a bit sickly, he also has light blue eyes, and blonde hair.

Soon after completing their physical features, my vision began to fade in and out, no I wasn't returning back but something was causing Past Marcel's vision to begin fading.

'If I had to guess, I would place my bet on this chair type machine, it is pumping different fluids of all sorts into my body after all.' I thought before a door swung violently open and the one who stepped out could be no percent closer to a goddess.

BANG!

The door made this sound as it hit the back of the wall, causing some glasses and beakers to break.

'I wouldn't even need logic to convince me that this woman holding hands with a kid around the ages of eight or nine, was my mother, our everything was very similar. Although her eyes were red, but not because they were bloodshot, which they were or because she was brimming with rage, but it was just their natural color.'

'My mother, after all this time I can finally remember her face! She has a mole on the right side of her face right below her right eye. She's a strong willed dark skin woman, wearing a complementing bright red dress.'

How is she strong willed? Well for one she has yet to cry, which could either be good or bad, but also because of the words that came out of her mouth next.

"Unhand my sons you BASTARD!" She shouted at the top of her lungs, her voice carried even over my screams of pain, then her voice gave both past and present me solace and an indescribable motherly warmth.

The little girl she held hands with quickly managed to cover her ear before she yelled, this indicated that she had been around my mother a lot and also her being here could only mean one thing, she was…

"Mama…Nora."

Younger Marcel whispered aloud, although no one mangade to catch their names but they still could see the state in which I was in. This only further infuriated my mother to the point where she grabbed a glass tube of some sort and smashed it against the table causing it to break and glass to go flying about. She then charged over at…my father.

THUD!

Though, before she could reach him in time, my older brother got back up and slammed him onto the ground. His face oozing with blood, this caused an outward reaction from Nora, but an inward hatred for our father from our mother. Thus Nora began sobbing with her hand covering her eyes.

Then my brother sat at the top of my father's stomach and began delivering blow after blow, and to all this my father just laughed, somewhat silent but creepy.

"Kekekekekek!"

Then instead of continuing to cry, Nora rushes to come and check up on me. As she reaches me, she notices how now my body is shaking wildly within its restraints. Then a flash of blue light appears above my head to which my mother and Nora mumble,"Complete."

Then Nora tries her best to rip and unbuckle off the leather restraints. Once this proved futile, my brother left the unmoving man below him and came using the shard of glass my mother had to cut the leather restraints. Then almost in sync the metal restraints unlocked almost instantly after.

After that he picks me up and passes me along to my mother, who holds me with far more care.

"I'll stay here with father, you guys take Marcel to the hospital and I'll slow father down until you all make it out of the building.

…

It's an older brother's job to protect his siblings and if the father isn't there then the entire family as well, you do well to remember that my dear little brother. Because if the father and older brother are gone, then it's up to the youngest brother to take over."