Flamefreak - Origin Backstory
When I was a little boy, my parents died when I was about only four years old and because of that I was moved from house to house until I became five. Six different families took care of me but because of my odd actions and difference made them decide to give me back to the orphanage home. Well, I was different from them so it´s not their fault. The difference was I had an imaginary friend named Hartniss that only I could see and hear and that´s why the families I´ve been with on few weeks and months sent me back.
Sarah, the oldest daughter of the orphanage home owner, she was the only one who actually believed me, she didn´t let me be alone whenever I was there, helping me when the other kids bullied me. She was the only one who truly believed me that my imaginary friend, Hartniss, truly exist.
“Did you hear that? Mrs. Cyan´s daughter is protecting Kenneth…” some of the kids would whisper behind our back, “Kenneth Dawnson? Yeah, he
3DS You know how people start a conversation by asking "Hey, the strangest thing happened to me! You wouldn't believe it!"? You should probably have consideration by a lot, then. Otherwise...You'll have no chance of believing this story. It occured as I went to GameStop and bought this 3DS. Not intentional, of course. You see, I was originally going there to buy another copy of Pokemon Platinum Version to make a walkthrough for YouTube and all. This 3DS, however, was peculiar. And trust me, I'd know. I have three others at home, one received at Christmas and the other no longer desired by somebody else, and just gave it to me, knowing I'm a hardcore gamer and all, and the third one is a bad-ass colour, purple.
Anyways, reason why this 3DS was so different was because of such design. How? There were a lot of Pokemon on it and I mean a LOT. So many, there wasn't a background colour, just pocket monsters, everywhere. And not only on the exterior, too. As a purchased
[DISCONTINUED]Homicidal Liu X Reader: HS [Ch 2][A/N: aaaaaah it's been forever!]
Chapter 2: Bruises, Scars, and mementos
In the moonlight, I saw Liu's face.
He looked exactly like in his photo the tv had shown. Messy brown hair, vibrant and fierce green eyes, and a stitched up scar on each corner of his face. As well as a few minor cuts and bruises here and there.
"Who is that lunatic?!" I whisper lowly, referring to the other intruder.
"That lunatic so happens to be my little brother." Liu frowns visibly.
"Wh-what? Why are you people in my house??"
"You have to leave." Liu avoided my question as he crept up the doorway and peered through the hallways. Seeing his 'brother' walk away, going down the stairs.
"No. I can't just leave, my friends are here!"
Liu didn't respond to that. He tip-toed his way to my parents room that was nearest to the flight of stairs. I followed him, staying as silent as I could. I didn't want to know what that person with the bloody knife could to to me.
Liu silently shut the door behin