The Truth

Shooting up from his bed with the opening to Naruto: Shippūden playing on the T.V. in the back ground he shook he head realizing it was all simply a dream grabbing the glass of water that was on the bed stand the boy catches his breath to find His dad standing in the door way

"Take, are you alright? You was screaming in your bed again..."

Groggily answering waving his hand as if to say it was nothing

"It's alright dad just another bad dream... I wouldn't go so far as to say it was a nightmare... How are things outside"

It was 2008 and Take was only 9 years old and some could say that he has an overactive imagination but he just says that he's just different... people don't understand when he tells them a can create a picture in his mind, but this 'Picture' is anything but that it's more like a 3-d model professionally designed by masters in their respective field, but despite this he's a average kid in school not outstanding in any field a quiet yet curious boy that usually put distance between him self and other kids whether it's sitting by himself in lunch or sitting in the back of the class

During recess he tends to sit by the doors back into the school due to 3 kids, these 3 thought for the last few years that picking on their fellow classmate in the end it wasn't anything super serious using just the occasional light pushing in the hallway or embarrassing him infront a group of girls things that Take just shrugged off simply because he wasn't all to bothered he may not to be the richest or the most popular but he had what he needed at all times and done with the upmost care

On his way back home from school on the last day of the school year when he got scooped up outside of a bank by a masked man upon entry the security guard instantly opened fire the seeing only the gun in the mans hands completely shutting the young Take out of his sight as he pulled the trigger

*Bang*

The first shot hit his left lung as his lung collapsed and his breathe became short he started to worry falling into the darkness of despair

*Bang*

The second shot entered his throat nearly missing his spine as the blood filled his throat draining into his last remaining lung as his body tried to cough it up but he couldn't compress his chest as his lungs failed causing him to drown in his own blood squirming in the half deadman grip for any hope of surviving

*Bang*

As this last shot rang out the Guard eyes widened as tears grouped up eventually streaming down his face at the realization that he just killed a young boy by the time he confirmed the mans death and was at the side of the boy his life was extinguished