Pathetic

Looking at Toga's disappearing back, Sora chuckled a little and stood up.

Originally, Sora thought that he would spend a long day with Toga, but it seems like that plan was cut short. Nothing bad, just unexpected.

'Maybe I should have gifted her the blood bag until much later,' thought Sora with a smirk.

Getting up from the bench, Sora stretched his body before walking home.

There wasn't anything he needed to do urgently at all.

At best, he could simply begin his in-depth Science studies by getting some books from the library.

When Sora talked about studying Science, he meant everything about science.

Natural Sciences… which delved into Life, Physical, and Earth. Which went further into stuff like biology, physics, chemistry, genetics, botany, etc…

Formal Sciences… which followed stuff below logic, math, and formal systems. Nothing much to explain beyond that.

Social Sciences… study of human behavior and social aspects of the world. How everything interacts with each other.

Applied Sciences… this included Engineering, Medicine, Agricultural Science, etc…

Sora would basically be studying anything and everything humanity has discovered.

Something which should be easy for him with his memorization and comprehension. Once he learnt everything, he would continue to study and research the world on his own and develop further by himself.

Improve on the knowledge and make it his own.

…

Still, Sora decided to put it off for another day since he wanted to spend some time with his family. Although he wasn't necessarily thinking of them as actual parents, they were now part of his life.

Soon, Sora arrived outside his family's house and was about to enter when he suddenly froze.

Sniff…

With one sniff of the air, Sora's expression instantly turned calm and serious. His body was in a state of action as it prepared itself for anything.

Blood.

Sora could smell it clearly.

His heart was cold and his mind buzzed as he noticed the front for was already opened. His eyes narrowed and he opened the door, revealing whatever was behind it.

Thud!

Seemingly hitting something, Sora could only attempt to squeeze in through the gap the door was about to create.

The instant Sora was able to see what was inside, Sora felt a large amount of anger fill him.

'Dad…'

Kouki laid there on the floor pale and lifeless, his body was in a puddle of his own blood. His eyes were wide in shock and worry.

Despite not seeing Kouki as a father, he was still a person that has been part of his life. Seeing him dead now like this, Sora felt his heart ache in grief and fill itself with anger.

Kouki was a good man, a person who deserved a real child of his own and not someone like Sora who was reincarnated. It was sad seeing him go so unexpectedly like this.

Anger burned brightly within Sora, swearing to avenge Kouki.

Despite the intense anger, Sora maintained a calm mind as he rapidly stepped into the house and tried to keep quiet.

He moved deeper into the house and straight to her work room where she usually was. He stepped into the kitchen and then into a long corridor that separated her mom's work room from everything else.

In order to not be distracted by any sounds or smells, Akira took a room far from every room in house.

…

"You're pathetic… resorting to such actions to prove that you're nothing but a bug."

Suddenly, Sora heard his mother's voice that remained emotionless. Yet he could feel the pain and grief she had as she knew that her husband was most likely dead and that she too will soon suffer a terrible fate.

"Keke! Say what you want, but I'm having the time of my life!"

A disgusting voice entered Sora's ears and his expression turned cold.

He made his way forward and made his way towards where he heard his mother's voice. Her work room's door was ajar and he could vaguely see shadows move.

Nudging the door more open carefully, Sora saw a sight that made him lose his train of thought as an intense wrath filled him to the brim.

His hands clenched and his muscles bulged as his heart began to pump blood across his body crazily.

In the room, his mother's hands were tied by a rope and hanging to the ceiling. Her shirt was ripped apart and her breasts lay bare.

Her emotionless face had a couple of tears running down her cheeks.

Before her was a man that was hunched over and had a weird looking face. His eyes were beady but protruding from his head. The man's mouth was open and a long tongue slithered out as it made it's way to Akita's chest.

"Disgusting bastard."

Sora growled as he stepped out and confronted the disgusting man.

"Baby!"

Akira yelled the instant she saw Sora, her eyes widening in worry and panic.

"Huh?"

The man turned around and noticed Sora in an instant.

Without a second thought, the man acted quickly as he picked up the knife he had to the side. He moved rapidly and instantly stabbed the knife into Sora's abdomen.

"Keke!"

The man chuckled, glad to have dealt with the disturbance rapidly. A smirk on his face as he twisted the knife ever so slightly.

"Die for me."

Suddenly, the man was stunned as he heard Sora's unhurried and cold voice reach his ears. In shock, he saw a steady yet fast hand clamp onto his wrist.

"The hell!"

The man yelled in shock before acting quick and using his other hand to attack back.

Pa!

His fist landed heavily on Sora's waist, but the grip on his wrist didn't lessen and only got hard.

"You will pay for what you have done," Sora muttered coldly as he tightened his grip even more and slowly began to crack the man's wrist.

"Now say your prayers."

Pa!

The man's mind blanked as he felt something heavy hit against his head.

'Ugh…. What… what happened…'

Feeling his body go limp, the man tried to regain his focus and opened his eyes, only to end up seeing a large fist before his face.

PA!

"Argh…"

The man blacked out once more shortly.

He was confused.

His body was way tougher than the ordinary person and he could withstand a car crash. Yet here he was, not able to withstand a single punch from a 13 year old.

His face was bloody and a couple of his teeth had fallen out already.

Pa!

Pa!

"Uhhe… stoph!! Shtop!"

Pa!

The man groaned and tried yelling to get Sora to stop hitting him. Yet no matter what he said, Sora didn't stop his fist.

"You think you can simply come to my house, you bastard," cursed Sora as his fist fell more heavily on the man.

"Urghhhh… FUCK YOU!"

The man roared as he summoned all the strength in his body.

His tongue slithered out of his mouth and his arms wrapped around Sora's waist and held him tightly before lifting him into the air.

"DIE!"

The man maneuvered his tongue over to the knife and used it to grab ahold of the knife. Pulling it out and constantly stabbing it into Sora's body.

"Pointless struggles."

Sora frowned and used his left hand to hold the man's hair tightly before lifting his other hand and slamming it down onto the man's face.

PA!

Thud!

The man dropped to one of his knees, his mind blacking out under Sora's punches.

"You… die…" groaned the man as he struggled back onto his feet before charging forward.

BANG!

The man slammed Sora into the wall and continued to do so, hoping to get Sora to stop.

Yet nothing seemed to work.

"BABY!" Akira yelled in fear and worry. She watched as the man lifted Sora into the air and slammed him against the wall.

"AHHHH!"

The man yelled in anger and charged forward once more, missing the wall and instead charging through the door.

Du-du-du!

Charging down the hall and straight into the kitchen, the man crashed into the stove in the kitchen, breaking it in the process.

Foam was coming out of the man's mouth as he thrashed about the kitchen, banging hard against the fridge, stove, and the counter.

Bang!

Tsss!

The stove was hit hard and the methane was coming out, slowly filling the kitchen.

"Hahshhdjej!"

The man's eyes raged about, searching for whatever that could get rid of Sora.

He could hear the gas being let out into the air and a crazy idea came into his head.

"Ahehheb!!"

'You did this to us, kid!'

The man angrily thrashed about once more, but this time with a goal. He banged himself and Sora against the stove over and over.

But the more and more he did so, the more he ran out of breath and Sora's hand fell heavily onto the man's face.

'I… can't… go…'

Bang!

Bang…

And right before the man lost consciousness, he crashed one last time into the stove.

Bang…

Yet that last miraculous crash had created a tiny spark. But that tiny spark was all that was needed.

BOOOM!!

A large explosion occurred within the kitchen.

Everything within it was being burnt and the windows of the house were blown apart.

The neighbors heard the large explosion and called the cops and heroes.

…

Within the kitchen, two figures were burning.

The smell of charred flesh filled the air, both figures were no longer moving. Both presumably dead.

Back in the work room, luckily away from the large explosion, Akira was still tied to the ceiling.

She heard and felt the explosion coming from the kitchen. The heat was coming towards her and the fire and smoke was slowly raging towards her room.

But her worries weren't placed there, but on her child.

"BABY! SORA!"

She felt frantic, her emotions were all over the place and her heart was aching.

"SORA!"

Akira called out.

"BABY!!!"

Tears streamed down her face.

What happened to him? Was he okay? What was that explosion?!

"BABYYY!!"

…

In the kitchen, one of the figures moved after hearing Akita's yells and stood up with pain all over their body.

"Ughhh… stupid… ha… brat…"

The man survived, but his entire body was disfigured. Still, he believed it to be better than death.

"I need… to… leave…"

The man moved and stood up, intending to head out of the house and make his way out.

"BABY"

Akira's yell continued to ring in the house, now slowly filling itself with grief as she called out for Sora. Unsuccessful in receiving any responses.

"Kek… bitch…"

The man groaned in intense pain, but before he could move further, he sensed something behind him.

Turning his head, the man saw a charred figure standing behind him. The charred person was hunched over, but those bright golden eyes bored holes into his head, filling with a biting coldness that sent chills down the man's spine.

"Impossi-!!"

PA!

Before the man could finish his words, the other charred corpse stomped forward heavily and punched forward fiercely, his fist connecting beautifully with the man's head.

Thud!

The man's head flew off his charred body and crashed against the wall of the burning kitchen.

Motionless, the charred person stood there with his arm out. He went quiet once more, his golden eyes dull.

"BABY!"

The charred corpse twitched at Akira's voice and softly mumbled with a raspy and tired voice.

"Mom…"

The charred corpse moved slowly and made its way to Akira's work room.

…

"Baby? Cough!"

Akira coughed from the smoke filling the house, she lifted her head and what greeted her was a horrific sight.

A charred body with it's left arm completely twisted and broken, one foot broken and twisted the wrong way, and finally, one knife stabbed into it's chest.

Seeing this charred person before her, Akira's face was covered in tears as they streamed down her cheeks non-stop.

"BABYY!!!"