[JOHN POV]
[YEAR 1]
In the city of Atlas, we set our sights on the Desmond couple, now family with the addition of its newest member.
A happy family.
That was Jake's first thought when saw them in his ghostly form, but glob was it killing him that he was pretty much watching a movie that bored him or of his mind.
No offence to the family though.
[YEAR 2]
John was officially two years old now, after having said his first words, a big celebration was held by his parents.
Everyday was filled with joy and happiness.
Despite Dad's busy schedule as hunter, he always came back home with treats to please me and my mom.
While mom is a house-wife and an ever cheerful one at that.
Always playing with me too make me smile and laugh.
But like they always say, not all good thing's last forever.
[YEAR 3]
Dad... got into a terrible accident..... he tried to recover.....
normally when he falls down, he always finds away to bounce back.. but this time he seemed to stay down.
The injury took his dream away leaving us with a man that was simply a shell of his former self.
He really had gone off the deep end.
He started drinking a bit, while job searching, but mom managed to help him through it.
One day Dad came home a bit....different, he smelled different to...even mom noticed it too..
[YEAR 4]
Dad's condition got worse now he started taking some drug I think he called it Stella.
If he wasn't drunk he was either or partying or simply getting high off Stella.
Taking it seemed to make him happy for a while..
But it had a terrible side effect —the more he used the drug the more volatile he became leading to more irrational behaviour.
This gave birth to a sadistic monster, by night he would always come into my room with a sick twisted grin on his face before beating me up.
It always ended up with mom taking the brunt off the attacks for me.
Now mom isn't allowed to go out anymore cause her injuries would raise suspicion.
I always wondered why mom didn't just call the authorities on Dad, at the time I hadn't come to the realization of how cruel the world truly was....
[YEAR 5]
My life continued like normal...heh..LIKE AS IF ANY OF THIS IS NORMAL!!!
At this point I had gotten used to my father's abuse and my mother's plea's.
But what could I do to stop this? It's not like the Atlas police will listen to a kid, much less a Faunus.
Yh.... I finally realised the reason why my mom never called those bastards its because they were racist.
It's not only them— the neighbours and their kids also look at my mom and I like were some sort of freaks, monsters even.
Even if we reported Dad's abuse, even if he was drunk, and we were the ones with OBVIOUS injuries, we'd still be the ones in trouble.
But something that happened the other day with dad and some of his junkie buddies got into a fight, saying something about paying up....
I feel like somethings coming...something bad.....
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Days became weeks, until one day..
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I was woken up by the sound of banging on the door.
Rushing to a window i notice a rather ragged looking man, it was one of dads drinking buddies— Matthew.
With about five people with him.
"OPEN UP DESMOND. I KNOW YOUR IN THERE!! ITS TIME TO PAY UP!!"
[*BAM*]
!!!
Shit!!
He's breaking down the door!!.
Sprinting of to his room John hides in his closet, his breath hitched , his anxiety through the roof.
He was trying his very hardest to no draw attention to himself.
The sound of footsteps made its way into his room.
After a few minutes of stuff being broken, Matthew leaves the room.
Causing John to release his breath.
But...
"I. FOUND. YOU..."