Attack on the Suzukis

The sky outside was a dirty blood-red. Explosions went off all around her. Outside, she could hear the helpless screams of innocent people being captured by the Akatsuki and brutally murdered. Explosion after explosion shook the house, and the tiny closet in the back of the house that she was hidden in.

"Stay hidden, sweetheart, or they'll find you!" her mother whispered as she shoved Akane in the tiny closet and locked the door. Akane protested and suggested that they run away before they could be found, but her mother wouldn't hear of it.

From the little closet, she could hear her mother sobbing loudly in the front of the shack. Another deafening explosion caused Akane to squeal and cup her tiny hands over her ears.

Suddenly, she heard a loud crash from the front of the house.

Akane wanted to spring free from the closet and help her mother, but she was forbidden to leave the closet.

Little Akane continued to hold her hands over her ears, shut her eyes beyond tight and silently prayed to herself that they wouldn't come into the house.

But her prayers went unanswered.

Angry, booming voices entered Akane's ears as the front door was bashed in. She heard the heavy footsteps of the Akatsuki enter and come to a halt. She heard dark, booming voices and one small, frail, sobbing voice pleading in desperation to be spared.

"P-please… Spare us…!" the muffled, frail voice, that Akane knew to be her mother's, cry out. A few crashes and thumps came next. The booming voices grew louder and angrier.

"WHERE IS SHE?" one of the male voices barked. More sobbing could be heard coming from her mother. Another crash, followed by a high pitched scream caused Akane to cry. She was shaking violently in her little closet.

Akane continued to pray to a God she didn't believe in.

Another horrifying scream ripped from her mother's throat, followed by a loud thud. Then, silence. Even though she was stuck in the tiny closet, her mother's scream was crystal clear. But Akane knew what it meant.

Her mother was dead.

The footsteps grew fainter and fainter as they left the property.

Tears continued to pour down Akane's cheeks. She didn't know what to do.

Suddenly, heavy footsteps grew heavier and heavier, closer and closer. Akane's little heart began to race.

What? An Akatsuki? But I thought they all left…

They came closer and closer; just on the other side of the door, then stopped.

Akane opened her eyes.

CRASH!

The little wooden door was bashed open and shards of piercing wood showered over her, and a big, burly hand grabbed Akane by the scruff of the neck and dragged her out, kicking and screaming. The Akatsuki member dragged her past the living room, and finally past the kitchen to the front of the house.

He stopped, scrunched Akane's hair and held it up so she was staring upon her dead mother's body.

She was lying on her stomach, her body was covered in deep, dripping wounds. A pool of dark, rich red blood spooled out from underneath and continued to expand. Her mother's eyes were open, and a glassy expression was forever plastered on, but couldn't be seen as it was covered in dirt, bruises, cuts and blood. Her mother's locket was covered in blood, and had been ripped off and tossed aside.

A shriek ripped from Akane's tiny throat, and she began to thrash and howl in terror and sadness. She tried to break free, but the monster gripped her hair and neck tighter and tighter until she could no longer breathe.

"That's what you ugly vermin deserve!" the Akatsuki member growled, then uttered an evil, sickening laugh, as if he was getting some sort of enjoyment out of seeing a little girl, of the age of seven, being forced to look upon her mother's corpse and suffer.

The guy threw Akane to the floor. She scrambled to her dead mother's side and threw herself on the body, and wept.

"Mother… mother…!" she wept. Her hot tears dampened her mother's bloodied blouse. The scent of blood was piercing her nostrils.

~~Kate <3