"Do Not,"
Sio clutched the hole in his chest that had blood flowing out of it."Do not take us as your slaves. We will not be your weapon. We will never. One day we will be set free."
"Remember," Sio's eyes started to have tears rolling down from his cheeks."Remember that."
The light in Sio's eyes started to fade away while little by little the memories of his childhood past flashed before his eyes.
* * *
"Sio, Come here or you will fall." said a woman that looked the same as Sio.
Sio who was still a mantis and was of age four crawled slowly on a tatter dirty cloth. He raised his head up to look at his mother curiously as she had a beautiful smile on her face.
"KriKri," Sio being at an early age did not have the ability to speak.
"Owww," Sio's mother's heart melted as she saw her son trying to speak.
"You will be a great man, Sio." she raised him up.
To that, Sio just tilted his head.