Chapter 6 - Family

Author: Dear reader. This chapter will be extremely unpleasant to read. If you are impressionable then please wait for the next chapter. I myself felt a little ill when writing the chapter.

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"Aki ... Ak ... ra ..." I heard Emdeath's voice through my headache.

I woke up in my tent. The light of the evening sun hinted that I had been unconscious for about six hours. Next to me was Emdeath, who was worriedly examining my treated wounds.

In the end, in spite of the increased reaction, they got me, even though I realized that in reaction I was superior to my father, if not for this I would have given up in the end. But whatever my reaction, until the body keeps up with it, everything will be useless.

"Thank you Emdeath, I seem to be fine." Overcoming the pain, I turned to Emdeath.

"Are you driving me away like that?" Emdeath asked and tilted her head to the side.

"Do not be silly. It's just that your look is as if I died "

When I said the last phrase, Emdeath's fist landed on my head.

* poof *

It doesn't hurt.

But before I could open my mouth, Emdeath's second fist flew into my stomach. You could feel what feelings the blow contained, because I was twisted in pain.

"Akira-kun, don't do this stupid thing anymore, okay?"

"Who's doing stupid things here is you! You broke my ribs! "

"Ara-ara and what's going on here?" Aki entered the tent with a slightly confused look.

"She's killing me! Save my sister! "

"I'm not killing you yet, but at this rate you will provoke me."

Gathering my strength into a fist, I stood up after being hit by Emdeath, not without swaying and phantom pain, but still I stood up.

"Well, little Akira, let me congratulate: you are now a full-fledged member of the hunting party."

I was confused by this phrase.

"Sister, but I have never even wounded an old man, it seems to me that I am not ready" I threw out my doubts.

"Well, if you hurt him, I would doubt your father's competence, hehe. Okay, rest, or baby Mamoru got you a good job. Emdeath, let's go "after Aki finished, she pulled up Emdeath, but did not want to leave:" Emdeath, baby Akira needs rest, if you stand over him when he is resting it will be difficult for him to relax "

After a little thought, Emdeath nevertheless agrees with her mother's arguments, but before leaving, she dropped the phrase:

"I'll visit you tomorrow, get well. Good night Akira "

"Good night to you too, Emdeath"

Immediately after Emdeath and Aki had left the tent, Mom and Dad entered. They looked rather sad and serious, they both came up to me and my mother looked at my father and cleared her throat looking angrily at him, to which he only sighed and began to say:

"Congratulations son, you are almost an adult. You are stronger than I was at fifteen, I am proud of you. And I think I should tell you about your family already. "

I looked at him questioningly.

"Are you not my parents?" I was dumbfounded and asked what caused my mother to laugh.

"No, stupid, we are your parents, Mamoru, go on," care and affection splashed in the mother's eyes, but at the same time longing.

"Well, before that, let me say: Your mom is pregnant. So towards the end of spring you will have a sister or a brother, ha ha ha. You will instruct your brother or sister. "My father seemed to be going to groan for a long time about what I should do as an older brother, but my mother cleared her throat again, drawing attention to herself. The father only sighed.

"A son. Perhaps you heard or perhaps you remember ... Actually, you had an older brother ... "Father's Adam's apple dropped and rose, as if he wanted to say something, but could not find words. Savage. The best hunter of the tribe. A wonderful father. Can't find words in conversation with his son.

"He died? No, I understand. He is dead otherwise we would have grown up together "even though I did not know, I do not remember him. But my soul is damn sad: "How did it happen? I ... I want to know ... "

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A kind of winter, seven years ago.

Unusually high drifts surrounded the tents of the Patras clan. A cold wind blew and carried with it the same cold snow that hit people in the face. The clan hunters' faces were extremely emaciated, circles under the eyes, sunken cheeks, dry and chapped lips.

"Mamoru! Wait, I know you had food hidden! " in the midst of this frozen hell, the tribe's two best hunters argued.

"Caesar, it's over! Do you think I would let my family starve if I had food? I have two young children who have not eaten anything for two days, as well as an emaciated White ... Tell me, would I hide food from them? " Mamoru looked at his brother in annoyance, in general there was no striking difference between them, a slightly different shape of the nose and eyes, Caesar had a sharper chin and the eyes of a "dead fish".

"Then get her the devil take you !!!" Caesar shouted at Mamoru.

The nerves of all the inhabitants were to hell. For a month now, the clan has not been able to find at least something edible, all supplies have run out, and the weather does not even make it possible to think about moving the camp. All Dangerous Beasts had already been slain more than a month ago, nothing else remained.

"As if you don't know that this is impossible! Together we go out every day in search in the hope of finding at least something, and you yourself know very well that there is nothing and will never be! " Mamoru's voice was a mixture of anger and despair.

"Fuck you! I'll find food! " Caesar pushed Mamoru away with all his might, but due to the fact that he was hungry, it had no effect.

* Sigh * Yes, be kind. I will go to Bruno, he also has some problems ... "Mamoru went to the chief's house while Caesar went to his tent.

Having entered it, he searched the cauldron, which has been empty for almost a week, in the hope of a miracle.

"Ugh!" Caesar darted from corner to corner. Eventually he started digging, the ground was frozen and rough and he ripped off some of his nails.

Finally he dug up bones, human.

"And the wife is also called! You weren't even enough for a week! Huh, damn it! ... "Caesar began to examine each bone in the hope of at least some meat content.

"It's useless ... I hate it! It's all Mamoru! He's got food for sure! How does he not go crazy with hunger ?! Oh, he probably has a cache ... "

...

"Shhhh, Akira, don't cry, shhhh, mommy is here." White rocked Akira, who was not even a quarter of a year old.

"Baby, I know that you are hungry, but understand Mommy is also hungry ... Forgive me baby, I'm a bad mom ..."

After Akira fell asleep, she went to her other son.

"Shirome .... Baby, can you hear me?" White ran her eldest son through her brown hair, trying to get a reaction.

Shirome's mouth opened and let out a painful groan, looking at this White almost burst into tears. She wiped away her tears and tried to convince herself that the more tears she shed, the less chance her children would survive.

"Baby ..." she ran her hand through Shirome's hair again and suddenly cold air invaded the tent.

The fabric used for the overlap, like the door, has been opened. White ran up to her as soon as possible, because if it is cold in the tent, then the children will have an even less chance of survival. When she wanted to put the fabric back in place, she felt a blow to the head and dizziness ...

When she came to, she saw her husband's brother, Caesar prowling around the tent in search of something.

"Hey, don't tell the bastards that you already ate everything ?! Oh my god, argh, I'm hungry. Eat! Give me food! " Caesar's eyes darted over the furniture inside the tent, until his gaze suddenly came across Shirome.

Caesar's mouth opened slightly and saliva began to drip from there.

"To hell ... you were feasting here while I was starving! Now it's my turn to feast on selected pork that was grown especially for me. "Caesar pulled out a knife, it seemed that the whole world ceased to exist between him and Shirome.

"Bastard! Kill me! Eat me, but don't touch my children! I pray! " White screamed, but her voice could not reach the consciousness of the lost Caesar.

Step. One more step.

White tried to rise, but her arms and legs did not obey her, she could only watch as Caesar raised the knife to strike.

"No ..." White said, but it was too late, Shirome's small and fragile body shuddered quietly and took one last breath.

...

Mamoru and Bruno, decided to find Caesar, for another foray for food. However, his tent was empty, no, not quite.

Bruno went into the tent and found his younger sister, or rather what was left of her.

"Sayuka ... Sister ..." Bruno's mind was shaken, it seemed he was somewhere far away where his sister was still alive.

"Is it really Caesar ..." Mamoru put all the guesses together and anxiety arose in his heart, and he also remembered how Caesar accused him of hiding food: "Bruno, forgive me, we still have time to grieve over Sayuka, we need to find Caesar and I think I have guess"

"I swear I'll kill this bastard!" Bruno quickly collected his thoughts and followed Mamoru to his tent.

Inside they found ...

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...

"Bue!" I couldn't keep listening and vomited.

Mom and Dad looked at me with pity and longing.

My heart was beating wildly, and my eyes were watering incessantly. Finally, I gathered my remaining will into a fist and with a trembling voice asked, not my father, but my mother.

"What happened to this bastard?"

"Your dad and the leader Bruno killed him, had they been a little late, then perhaps you would have been dead"

"Mom, answer honestly ... Caesar and my brother ... Ate them?" I don't know how I came to this conclusion. I wanted to leave this question unspoken, I was not mentally prepared for what I heard.

In a past life, I was an ordinary Japanese. Although hunger in our world was not eradicated, but for the most part people could afford enough food to survive. I was used to civilization and its morals, but then I came to this world. A world where killing is not shameful, where if you lose, you can lose your life, and perhaps your dear people can lose their lives. Here they do not condemn those who like to kill ... And yet. When there is no food and no hope of finding it, when there are two "bodies" to be saved and to save dear people ...

I tried to hold back my tears, my mother tenderly hugged me and stroked my head.

"Yes" was the mother's answer, even though I already understood without him.