Chapter 1 Past is gone pt. 1
Training Arc
7 years ago I was regret about when I was a month parents died.
The same thoughts circle over in my mind but the pain never gets old.
It happened so often that I feel like I've been living in the past.
The only thing that keeps me sane in these moments is the spite that burns in me.
Every emotion and every memory that surfaces in my mind takes away a little piece of my compassion.
My resolve falters, and my humanity withers.
I guess I could stand to compare myself to those monsters in my ways.
No matter how hard I try, I can never forget the feeling of complete terror that I felt that day.
The terror that still has me waking up in the middle of high covered in sweat and tears.
Each blood-curdling screaming was etched into my mind leaving a psychological stain that had only one cure.
One that I have been searching for my entire life.
And today, especially today, I can't seem to keep the memories from flooding back.
Especially as I saw a shadow figure of a man's Hazel eyes staring back at me in the mirror.
They say the eyes are the windows to the soul, a phrase that does not pertain to me in the slightest."
My eyes have never held genuine emotion since that day, I doubt they ever will again.
Throughout history, Ack attacks and massacres have been recorded in olden books and journals.
In the modern day, these attacks have been permitted but with the rise of a uniform government of E Y E Foundation, a secret society of armed force was created to ensure the safety of our population.
We were supposed to be protected.
Yuuto hates being reminded of my parents.
To break my habit of drinking to survive the painful flashbacks, Yuuto decided to 'train' with my uncle as sort of true between a nearby clan and us hunters.
Yuuto got angry just thinking about it!
He was in training for over 5 hours
The punching bag barely hanging onto the ceiling.
After my short-lived debate with something else, Yuuto decided to go into one of the techniques of swords.
When I was 9 years old with no other family and nowhere to go swordsman-ship training.
It's because Yuuto knows too much about the 'swords' and he was seen as a child who could reveal too much."
In the end, Souta decided to take Yuuto to his own, training room, which he is still immediately thankful for to this day.
I have had hard training for swordsmanship since at a 9-year-old than most and training just like my father did.
Training tracking is all I have been doing for the past 10 years of my life.
Yuuto picked up a katana off the table and aimed at one of the targets on the side of the room.
Yuuto steadied my hand placed his finger and ran toward the cut-down targets.
Yuuto was well known for his hunting skills and was considered to be the best hunter in the world.
There are countless rumours about him floating around in not only the hunter world but about the Ack.
Souta they saw Yuuto take on as many as to practice machines woods with weapon doll at once while others said to live to destroy but all were powerful.
Souta moved in front of me holding a more serious expression.
Yuuto cut him off with a katana at the target he was standing in front of remember when Yuuto mentioned that he hates being reminded of my parents.
"How many times have I told you not to worry about your uncle, Yuuto said in an annoyed but calm voice looking at his face."
"I will be fine he promised, now if that's all you had to say I go and have that break... Like you wanted."
Yuuto said as he started walking to the exit of the training room. Souta ran up to him and started walking at my pace. Yuuto wasn't upset with him.
Yuuto just needed to be left alone, He looked over at me apologetically.
"I'm sorry you, Yuuto I won't bring them up again, but there's something else that I needed to talk to you about." He said the last bit in a lower tone as he walked next to me Yuuto stopped and turned to him.
"What's it? Is everything alright? Yuuto asked curiosity looking up at him."
"Yes, yes, everything is fine there are some things I would like to discuss with you that's all."
He with a comfortable smile, but Yuuto could still see his eyes were filled with worry. Come to my room tomorrow morning so we can talk, but today, you need some rest he added.
"Ok, I be there"
"Yuuto reassured him, though he could tell that he was acting more strange than usual."
"I see you then for now you need to head to bed. It's getting late." Yuuto nodded in agreement as he gave me a quick kiss on the forehead and headed through the door.
"What's going on?" Yuuto thought to myself as he started heading toward my room.
It's probably another practice of workmanship regarding swords. But then again, Souta has never had to tell Yuuto about such a thing in private.
It must be something important
Ordinary humans don't know anything about hunters or Ack for that matter.
We keep our E Y E Foundation organization a secret and protect them from the blood man-eaten Ack, training for future new hunters to kill any Ack that poses a threat to humankind.
Yuuto finally made it to my room and plopped on the bed.
Yuuto was exhausted maybe he shouldn't have pushed me so hard he muttered to himself.
For years Yuuto have tried to find this dangerous fugitive, but he never could. He and his band of followers of Acks clans in the northwest region of London.
Yuuto stepped in the shower and let all the stress wash off. He recounted the talk that my uncle and he had in the training room.
"What could he have to say?" But Yuuto doesn't want to think anymore because of today.
He stepped out of the shower and got dressed. Walked into his room and lay down on his bed. Slowly letting myself slip into the darkness.
He finally made it to his room and plopped on the bed.
Yuuto was exhausted "Maybe I shouldn't have pushed myself so hard" he muttered to himself.
"Yuuto... Yuuto, wake up" a soft, deep voice got me out of my sleep.
"Yuuto, we're late for our jog" he groaned. That's right... He promised hunter-gatherers that he would go jogging with him today.
He could feel him slightly shaking me from his dream.
No, not a dream, more like a nightmare, THE nightmare. Yuuto having it again. He doesn't want to make Hunter worry about him by telling him.
He does that easily when it comes to him. Souta's Hunter. Just as Yuuto consider Souta as his father, Agents is like a father to him.
"It's already 9 Yuuto." Hunter whispered gently smiling up at him.
Yuuto groaned even louder "Okay, okay, I'm up" Yuuto said as he threw aside his covers and got out of bed.
Yuuto must have looked horrible for Hunter to look at me with these blindfolded eyes.
Yuuto started dreaming of his parents dying every night since the incident.
They eventually stopped after Yuuto been in the academy for almost a year, Yuuto think, but now he starting to have them all over again, and it's been taking its toll on him.
"Is it because it's been ten years" Yuuto cut him off since Yuuto knew where this way going.
Yuuto laughed putting his arms around him and squeezing tightly. "That's a bit extreme... Don't you think" Yuuto muttered into his chest He pulled away and gave Yuuto a huge smile.
Yuuto continued jogging forward with him right next to his shoulder for a while.
Yuuto was about to head into take a shower and have the talk with my uncle when he felt the uneasy feeling of being watched.
Yuuto looked in the direction where he felt the gaze.
There Yuuto saw a movement in the bushes but made no more to investigate further. He knew it was gone by now, whatever it was. He was dragged out of his thoughts when Souta started to speak.
"By the way, what is it my uncle wanted to talk about with you?" He asked curiously remembering what Yuuto had told him right before we started jogging.
Yuuto shock he hard. "I don't know, but I have a feeling that it's going to be something important."
Souta looked up from his paperwork to the door where Yuuto was standing. He had just taken a hot shower to wash off the sweat from the jog Souta and Yuuto had this morning.
The shower ended up taking longer than expected because he was deep in thought.
The knowledge of someone spying on us back at the track made me feel uneasy.
"Have you been getting sleep lately? You look pale..." he said with a concerned look on Yuuto face.
Yuuto sat down on one of his chairs at the front of his desk.
There was no way Yuuto was going to tell him that the dreams about Nightmare Queen return. He's more protective of me than the hunter.
On second thought maybe a little less than Souta. Still, Yuuto didn't want to worry him.
"Just tried what was it you wanted to tell me? I have a feeling it's not about a normal practice" he quickly changed the subject.
Yuuto focused on the chair he was sitting on. He know for a fact that new types of machine dolls get to sit in this chair and talk about "peace" treaties with Souta, the thought made him clench his fists.
"You already know that Blackstone doll types his band of types x are destroyed of innocent areas." He says turning his head a Fortunato look at me.
Yuuto know of course. His in it all are engaged on the ancient ring he his mother gave to Souta on her death bed.
Yuuto have been hunting after him for over 5 years now, but he never caught Souta in the act. His tracks started appearing a year ago in the area for tests.
One day out of nowhere the clan was slaughtered and drained of water with half of the area.
It was a case unlike any other because no machine dolls, even new-type machine dolls.
Yuuto have destroyed many machine dolls while Souta. But this group was definitely unlike any he ever seen they were smart, covering up their tracks.
What ensued that night was the toughest fight Yuuto ever had, he barely survived. It was difficult to concentrate on eliminating the abnormally strong x-types machine doll when the entire time.
Taking away Yuuto chance to question or even follow any of them wherever they came from.
Yuuto came back to his room wounded and unsatisfied. Souta wasn't there waiting for his group to strike and he WASN'T THERE.
"Of course, I know" Yuuto spit a little too harshly after the recollection of the whole situation.
"You also know that there is one more clan left?"
Souta looks at Yuuto with a questioning gaze yet he knows the answer to that already. Yuuto sigh heavenly.
Yuuto hoped that he didn't bring me here for this "Oh, of course, he know the Heavenly Dark Clan."
The highest population clan in London of one puppet is populated member, thousands of murderous.