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Broken: Tale of a twisted blade

Broken: Tale of a twisted blade

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Have you ever drowned before? Ever thought  you were going to die? Imagine if that was your everyday life, imagine giving up hope before even knowing what hope is.... well that's life when you're kidnapped at the age of 4, I knew the art of assassination before my abc's..... Hi I'm Kai and this is the story of how I die, but then... everyone's story is the story of how they die, isn't it? Because in reality the only true point of living... is to die.

Chapter 1 Hopeless

How do I start, I'm guessing you all want to know my story, well here it goes.

I was four when I was brought here from my homeland in Africa, me and this other kid, we both had braided hair which were black as coal, he had brown eyes while mine were an icy blue, he was as scared as could be and to tell you the truth so was i. Well of course I was, I was four.

The boy started to cry because he missed his parents and that made me more scared so tears began to stream down my cheeks I looked at him and said "are you scared too?" he looked at me and nodded, then I asked "what's your name?" he looked at me and wiped his tears "Jay" he said "what's yours?" He asked, then I replied "my name is....."

The door slammed open and there he was the man who had taken us he wore a sort of black uniform with a hood he looked at us with an icy cold stare that put chills down our spines.

he removed the hood and the face i saw is not the kind I'm used to seeing, he looked different from us his skin was pale and his hair was black as cole and short, almost looked like silk, he was not from the same place we were.

"where are we?" I asked trying not to cry while my voice cracked up he looked at me and smiled like he had found a new toy to play with "i wanna go home!" I yelled trying to hide the fact that i was scared yet tears still still filled my eyes trying to escape and roll down my cheeks..... his smile disappeared as if i had just offended him "you are a long way from Nigeria little boys, from now on you belong to us a school of assassination called nejire no ha, in Japanese that means twisted blade".

I looked at him with tears about to fall out, I couldn't understand what he was saying, I don't know whether it was because I was four or cause his accent was messed up it sounded very different from hiw the peoplein my homeland would speak to me.

jay stood there quietly bowing his head staring at the ground as tears began to fall I started to cry too then I screamed "i wanna go home!".

He got angry, he picked up a rod and struck me, that must have been the most painful thing i had felt in my short life back then, little did i kmow there was worse to come, then he said "two things we will not tolerate in this school and that is indiscipline and weakness so stop crying".

but I couldn't the tears kept coming, i was feeling so many emotions at once, i was scared and i was lost, i was in pain and i felt hatred but he didn't stop no matter how much i cried he just continued to strike me for an hour.

then i finally stopped crying it was like the strokes just stopped hurting so I glared at him with a look of pure hatred as if saying I will kill you, he flinched then said "good you've stopped crying now bow your head do not glare at me, know your superior.

but I didn't stop he was a monster I hated him with every fibre of my being. "you brat!" He said as he was about to strike me again one of his colleagues stopped him "Stop!" he said.

"The boy is stubborn there is no use of this take him to the master" he continued.

So they did.

in the masters den I saw a man seated on a thrown surrounded by flames with a giant statue of a dragon and another of a wolf behind him, he asked me "what is your name boy".

so I just glared at him with all my spite so he smiled and said to his men "beat him".

so I was beaten and flogged for another hour. When he saw the flogging had no effect he said to his men "Tase him" so I was tased for hours.

what kind of monsters were they? I was only four, and what kind of parents raised me so stubborn.

when they saw there was no use in tasing me the master walked down from his thrown walked towards me picked me up and said" if you will not tell us your name forget it ever existed lose all hope of ever seeing life outside this school and you will be fine here from now on your name is kai nashi in Japanese it means hopeless now say it, what is your name?".

i glared at him with spite. Then he said "alright then let me show you something".

he took me to the islands edge, my eyes opened wide as I saw no hope of escape, in the darkness of night the water looked pitch black and there was nothing beyond and then the master held me up and said "if you wanna go home.......... swim".

then he threw me in the water and in that moment I struggled and struggled but there was no use I kept sinking and grasping for breath. In that moment I started to realize I would never see my homeland again, I would never see my family again, at that moment I lost all hope and I stopped struggling and only one thing went through my mind. I was going to survive no matter what, so I swam and I swam and I swam till I reached the shore where to my surprise the master was still waiting for me he asked me again "what is your name?" And I replied him trying to catch my breath "kai.. Na ..shi" he raised his voice do not stutter when speaking to me, then I yelled

"My name is kai nashi!!!".

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