Their story

Warning: a bit of foul language, mentions of SA, discrimination, and assault,

child abuse and child neglect and blood as well.

They were once a pretty happy family. They had nice clothes, well kept hair, and had money. They weren't wealthy wealthy, but they did have lots of money.

But like always, all happy things must come to an end.

Mr. Caan ran a very good business. If you didn't look to close at it. He sold very nice cars and charged reasonable prices for them like the 'good man' he was.

If asked about what their work life was like his employees would tell you with a warm smile and a confidence voice that 'It was the best job they could every have! It payed good and gave them leave if they ever needed it.'

Mr. Caan also had a Wife and two kids,

The littlest one which they happily named Asther since it had a good omen was 9 at the time ,he had all black hair with a big white dot on the left side of his hair and yellow bright golden eyes, he was the spitting image of his Dad.

While the others name was turned to Asuara later down the line. He was around 16 at the time. He also had all black hair but his big white dot was on his right side and not his left like his father, and he also didn't have the families yellow eyes but red ones. It was a genetic mutation that caused him to get his grandparents eyes and not his fathers. He looked nothing like him at all and Mr. Caan disliked him for that..

Mr. Caan's Wife, Mrs. Caan or Carmel, 29 at the time, was a sweet women who had light brown hair and dark brown eyes, her hair was curly and her body was that if an hourglass if you will. If you held a picture up of her and her children next to each other you wouldn't dare to think they were hers, but they were. Even though it seemed like the kids had gotten everything from their father there was one thing they didn't have.

And that was their mothers sweet smile and narrow eyes.

Mr. Caan himself was a big man, 31 at the time. He was buff and kept up with his body as it aged and made sure to look presentable.

He had all black hair with a big white dot on the left side of his hair and had yellow golden eyes. He was pretty and a very handsome man. His business was worldwide and everyone knew who he was. You could say his popularity rivaled even the Gods itself.

But I guess being popular does have its drawbacks.

After many employees started to come home after hours of being on the job even though their shift ended hours ago, some angry wife's and family members started to contact Mr. Caan's company to complain about it.

Mr. Caan decided he'd do a live interview since there was nothing to worry about right? Right..?

Wrong.

People brought up questions that Mr. Caan wasn't sure how to answer without giving away what conditions his employees had been under.

Questions like

"Why isn't my husband telling me how much you pay him?!"

"Why is my husband staying at work till 6am even though he's supposed to get off at 10!?"

"How come when my wife was severely ill your company emailed her and threatened to fire her if she didn't come in to work?!"

Mr. Caan tried his best to answer their questions without giving anything away.

And even after weeks after the interview he was still being bombarded with more questions and concerns.

But all hell brought lose when someone hacked into his company's databases and shared everything with the world. Showing how almost non is his employees took vacations, they barely had any breaks, they couldn't eat their lunch fully, it also showed many reports on Sa and assault and if they spoke out about anything they would be threaded with being fired or the unthinkable.

But it didn't stop there. No. After leaks got out to the world employee's started to speak out about what happened at their job sight. Ranging from things like SA, to discrimination, to full out assault.

The world didn't like that one but and began to sue Mr. Caan and his company for various things which Mr. Caan lost.

Since Mr. Caan was so popular, people that didn't like him or company's that were his companion started to bring up old things that debt that he owned or things they didn't like in the pass that he had done to them. They sue him for those things to. And since Mr. Caan was guilty about other things, no one started to question the big ban wagon that followed him.

In his mind he no longer had his richest, cars, nice clothes or anything anymore, he'd lost it all.

The only precious thing he had left was his family. But since he's family couldn't make him rich he didn't care about them anymore.

The once Rich Caan family was now no more then poor lowercase people. Who live in a one bedroom one bathroom apartment on the dirty side of New York City.

Mr. Caan would go out days on end, doing things like dr*gs and gambling the families money away.

Mrs. Caan on the other hand worked 2 jobs, one was at a restaurant, she worked as a waitress in a run down restaurant people barley went to unless they were starving, the other was at gas station which didn't pay good but it was money no less.

The kids didn't go back to school since the family couldn't afford to keep them in.

Asura had already dropped out of school so it didn't matter to him, but his baby brother on the other hand, he was just a kid and needed an education. So while their father was out doing God knows what and their mother was trying her hardest to out food on the table, Asura would take Asher (kid) to the local library to read some books.

The library didn't have all the books Asura needed but small books like spelling and math would be ok for now.

They would stay there till 5. Asura would help kid study but kid was smart so he only needed help with a couple words. Asura just watched him study just in case. And after that then go back home.

Upon opening the door to their apartment you would be met with a drunken 'Dad' on the couch and a crying Mom on the kitchen table.

Both kids were used to this by now since they'd been living their for around 7 months now, almost spring.

It was like a routine to them. They would wait for their 'Dad' to get off the couch and go in their parents room so Asura could pull the pull out bed out. Their mother would wish them good night and would turn off the kitchen light since that was the only light source that would illuminate the living room.

Asher and Asura would cuddle to sleep to kept each other warm as the thin blanket they were given wasn't much help of doing that for them.

The moon light would pour in through the transparent blinds and would keep the boys company in a way..

"hey, Asura.." Asther said in a small voice

"yeah" Asura said back in his own small voice.

"Do you promise that we'll stay together?"

" of course kiddo, we will always be together." Asura have him a soft smile "what brought this up kid?"

"Nothing..I just have a feeling.."

"It's ok, big bro will be here for you..!"

They cuddled even closer that night..

_____

The day was going normal, the boys ate breakfast, their dad left early like always and their mom was getting ready for work. But this time she would be back early since someone picked up for her for one of her jobs.

"Hey Asura, Asther!" Carmel said as the two boys ate their pancakes and eggs.

"Yeah?" Asura said with a stuffed mouth since pancakes were his favorite.

"I'll be how early today so maybe we could do something-" she didn't even get to finish when she heard "REALLY!?" from the to boys but it was mostly Asura who said it loud.

"Can we go to the park then?!?!" Asther said exited "we should most def go to the movies and see that one with the dragons!" Asura said in protest to Asther.

"We can do both of that ok, we'll go to the movies after we spend some time at the park. Then we can do something I want to do! Sound good?" Carmel said as she started to put on her shoes to go out the door

"YEA!" The boys gave back to her

"Ok now, you boys start out of trouble!" She gave a playful finger point at both boys.

Asura rolled his eyes playfully and Asther just giggled with the biggest smile on his face.

Asura looked at kid and was happy to see it on him. The poor kid looked down all the time with everything going on. Parents arguing almost all the time, him missing all the friends, and not even being able to get their old stuff back since it was locked in their house over in between New York city and Brooklyn New York.

Asura wanted to keep that smile on kids face so they decided to just walk around the area. Kid liked looking at nature and feeling the wind in his hair so it would be perfect.

The area they lived in wasn't bad as long as you knew people and looked tough, no one would bother you. And since they had been around that area for about 7 months, people knew them and didn't mess with them either.

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They were on their way back home from taking their little walk. It was a silent till kid broke it.

"Hey Asura"

"Yeah?"

"Why don't you call me by my name?"

That question surprised Asura a little since kid didn't mind being called…kid. So it was pretty surprising when he brought it up.

"I just don't like the name they gave you that's all." Asura thought that might have made kid a little mad. I mean if someone said they didn't like your name how you would feel? But kid wasn't mad about it.

Kid looked up at Asura with the most innocent eyes and said

"Why?"

Asura sighed

"Because the name is centered around a 'good omen'. That old man just wanted to get more good things out of naming you around it. He tried to name me Felix since that name was also a good omen. But after I looked up what my name meant I wanted to change it." Asura said it. It felt like he had got a weight taken off his back. He didn't know why though.

He looked back at kid who's expression was still in that innocent look.

'At least he's not mad' Asura thought to himself as he smirked.

"Hm..so can I change my name like you did yours?" Kid said with quickness.

"Um I'm not sure you'll have to ask mom or dad-"

"But father still calls you by your given name. Me and mom are the only ones that call you by your chosen name"

Kid stopped waking at this point and Asura just stared at him not knowing what to do in this situation. Sweat started to drip down from his head.

"I guess so but-"

"No buts, I'm changing my name to! I don't want to be looked at as if I'm just a becan for hope for father because my name has a 'good omen'."

'Is he being for real..!' Asura though to himself. He wasn't sure how this conversation, If you'd can even call it that, was going to go. Either he was going to have to tell kid you needed to change your legal name to the new one, which required money they didn't have, or he would allow him to do this and come home to an angry father.

"I'm changing my name to!! Death the kid!"

"…."

"What? It sounds cool, like yours." Kid said looking at a fully red Asura.

"BAHAHAHA" Asura laughed as loud as he lungs would let him, kid turned red at this point of embarrassment.

"Out of all the names haha!" Asura kept going, laughing between words as he spoke to the now heated kid

"I READ IT IN A BOOK OK!! I just really liked the sound of it.." kids heated face started to get sappy as he looked at Asura with puppy eyes, probably trying to get an apology out of the big brother.

"Ah it's ok" Asura said, picking himself up of the ground

"I actually like the sound of it! It's you a ring to it yea know?"

Asura wasn't lying. It did sound pretty cool and badass in his opinion.

But Asura knew their father wouldn't be to keene on it though.

"Well come on. Death the kid, you gotta go. Don't wanna miss the movie!" Asura said as he saw kids face light up with excitement.

Asura picked kid up and put him on his shoulders as the ran the rest of the way back home.

_______

As they got closer to their apartment door, the more Asura could see that kid felt uneasy.

Ever since kid was little he had the uncanny ability, if you even want to call it that, to sense things. It would mostly be bad things. Sometimes really big things or really small thing.

A couple years ago when kid was 4, they made a mistake when spelling his name. And even though the cake was still being made kid some how he knew and didn't want a party anymore.

Another example is when they almost got in a car crash.

Kid started to feel uneasy and say he was going to die and had a full out tantrum in the backseat. Mr. Caans stopped the car just in time before a car went full speed past the red light and causing the driver of the car it hit to die on the spot.

So when kid started to look like he was going to throw up Asura told him to just wait outside. But kid protested. Saying how he didn't want Asura to go in alone.

What should have been a fun day turned i to hell.

The moment they opened the door the smell of iron hit the two boys like a train.

The smell was horrible, and made the boys feel nauseous.

"Kid you stay here ok." Asura said trying his best not to faint as the smell was just so bad.

If what Asura knew the smell well, and knew that it was blood, he didn't want kid to see were the blood was coming from.

"But I don't you to go in alone!" Kid said, grabbing Asuras arm in protest.

Asuras knew that he had no choice. He couldn't leave kid or kid would just scream, and if he took him to investigate where the blood smell was coming from kid might develop some sort of trauma.

"Ok kid but you have to promise me something."

Asura was being serious as he bent down to level was the small boy, brows narrow and no longer having his lad back attitude.

Kid took note of that

"Yeah was it..?" Kid said frowning now that he's big brother, who was usually lad back and had a 'idk' attitude, was being serious for once in his life.

"When I tell you to close your eyes. Close them. Don't argue back. Just Close them."

Asuras said in an almost sinister tone.

"You promise?" Asura held out his pinky finger

"Yeah, I promise" kid did the same.

Although, looking back on it..maybe making a promise to a 9 years old wasn't the smartest thing Asura could have done.

Because no matter how smart a person is,

You can't beat curiosity.

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All kid remembered that day was seeing lots of red on the floor of their bathroom.

He also remembered seeing brown curly hair from what he could remember, or was it light brown hair, no definitely just brown hair.

Was it a women..? He couldn't remember properly as after he had opened his eyes after Asuras said to close them he was going in and out of consciousness.

Kid remembered throwing up? Did he throw up? Or was he imagining it?

Afterwards he could here the yelling of what he thinks was his father. He was yelling something like "yeah killed that b*tch! She was was gonna try and run away with all my hard earned money!" Or was it "She as trying to take my good omens away! I couldn't let her! I COULDNT LET HER!"

B*tch? What was a b*tch? He heard father called mom that all the time when she was home. Was mom a b*tch?

Kid could here sirens. Police sirens and kid felt his hand being yanked by someone.

Oh it was Asuras. He looked sad. No more angry, or maybe guilty. But why? There was nothing to be sad, angry or guilty about.

Kid could feel that he was being dragged out of their apartment with Asura as it had started to rain out of nowhere it seems.

The ran felt good on his skin as did the wind he felt as he was still being dragged by his big brother.

Kid felt his legs get tired but even as he tried to tell his older brother about it, Asura did not stop running.

He couldn't tell where they were going or what street they were on as kid had no time to read the signs.

They soon came to a stop though as Asura pulled kid closer as the two snuck their way on a pretty tight bus.

Before they got on kid took this time to read the signs.

'Next stop: Brooklyn New York'

It said in the buses top

'Brooklyn..' kid thought to himself as him and Asura got the two seats in the back of the bus.

Asura sat down in the middle seat allowing kid the window seat.

He'd never been on a bus before.

Kid looked back at Asura who had a horrified look in his eyes. Kid decided to cheer him up so he cuddled close to Asura.

It seemed to calm him down as Asura rapped is right arm around kid.

Kid slowly started to drift off to sleep.

But he wondered..

Why were they run? Why were they in a bus? And, who was the man yelling at them?