November 24, 2010 - 7:36am — Caspera
[center]This is violent and Mature/gory, This is your warning.
Usarian
7:30am, November 23 2010
The Night was cold and the neighborhood was dead silent, almost the whole neighborhood. A boy, curled in the corner of his small concrete room, his scars printed on his arms, legs and chest. His mother gone, his father, Gone. His small mattress and glass of water sat in the other side of the room. His tears quite, his mind screaming at the top o its lungs. You would never guess what just happened.
The four year old boy looked at his mother, begging to and pleading not be be beaten once more, but his mother ignored him, yelling, she threw her arm with so much force, hitting the boy on his cheek, forcing him to scream, she did it three more times before she picked him up in her arms, threw him in his concrete room and left him there for hours before coming back. She set a plate of bread and a glass of water by his small bed and looked at him as he cried. "oh my god, SHUT UP! stop your whining you fool!" She yelled at the boy, he ignored her, and kept crying. Only because he never knew how to speak. His mother hit him several times more, not caring about the other scars and cuts he had that imprinted on his body. She then left him, not for hours, but for days on end, she came back, and the little boy, wasn't breathing.
at the same time the boy's heart stopped, a new fawn was born. Not with a mother, or father, but he grew from the ground up. He slept for minutes before his eyes cracked, his tan body was almost pale until a light shined upon his bodice, darkening his pelt and giving him white spots, turning his eyes from black to green and giving him life. The fawn looked around as the light soon faded way. He looked down, his legs and arms where all on the ground, he had hooves, not feet. He only remembered himself as a boy, and his name. Usarian, He remembered all of his past, nothing of his present, he was scared and alone. He turned his head, hearing a call, a deer call, a glowing white deer, with a human face, stood in front of him, it spoke only six words before it Faded away slowly."Welcome to your new life, fawn." The fawn stood in shock, as if he was a statue, he had no idea, how his new 'life' would end up. As he took his first steps in the forest, heard heard once more, a call, a deer call. He forced himself to answer it, his little fawn voice seemed interesting to him, he called again. His Instincts told him 'Danger' He was being stalked by something, someone perhaps? He didn't care what it was, he kicked up his back legs and ran. He was fast, very fast for a little fawn such as him. He could almost feel the breathe on his rump, another deer was Right on his tail, chasing him, it seemed to be a smaller doe. She looked curious, very curious, But Usarian wasnt for it. He gained faster speed and his little bodice leaned back, his legs where too fast for his own body. He stumbled, face first into the soil. He got up, but not soon enough."hello there!" the voice of the doe rung through his ears, she seemed friendly. Usarion turned around and cocked his head before backing away a few steps. He struggled to release his words "H..h..hello ma'am" He said in a very quite voice. The doe gave him a strange look, as if he was different. She saw the scar on his chest, stitched up exactly where his heart goes. "What is that from? If I may ask?" The doe said before lying down to make the fawn feel more comfortable. The fawn gasped before looking down to see the stitches that imprinted into his chest. "I.. I don't know what its from." He answered the doe.
[what it was really from was, his heart had been broken many times, and now, as a fawn it has been replaced with a new, healthy heart, he will always remain with that very stitched chest.]
