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Chapter 1 - prologue

Prologue

WHACKKK!!

Blood tickling down his back. He gasped at the pain spreading through his spine. He knew he couldn't escape, both from the continuous pain and the fear of the shadow swallowing him whole. He always tried to but nothing changed. He cried, begged, knelt, and did everything that he could to escape the pain.

WHACKKK!!!

Another hit from the belt struck his body, slashing the flesh of his back. More blood is running down. The damp, cold rooms secluded his cries from the outside world.g

His prayer for his pain to go away had been muffled down inside the darkness of the cramping, stuffy solitude.

WHACKKK!!!

He closed his eyes. He knew no matter how much he told himself to rest in the Bliss of unconsciousness but still, his body didn't listen his fingers, his legs, his his eyes all alive and well known to the pain searing into the depth of his fragile skin that had been cut open every time the whip hitting him.his body is trembling so badly both in fear and in ruthless pain

WHACKKK!!!

He felt lightheaded. His head fell, hanging low in between his tied hand that was placed high up above his head, hooked into the hanging anchor-like rusty metal situated in the middle of the cage he was in.his vision started spinning around.

WHACKKK

His midsection suddenly hurt so badly, and he knew what it meant. If not for his life, the life that was growing inside him was in danger, and it was his fault for not staying strong for the innocent life he tried to protect for all five months he knew he was growing inside him. The new light was what he called it. he tried to move. Still, his hands didn't budge an inch from the hook hanging onto it with just the tip of his toes reaching the ground.

WHACKKK!!!

He closed his eyes. Panicking was something he'd done before, and it would never have any effect. Neither bad nor good, so what he could do was hope. Any little hope that he had inside his heart. He prayed for him to be strong enough to go through the test he'd been through. Sweat tickles down his head.

WHACKKK!!!

He jerked as the whip slashed his already messed-up back. The pain was nothing to compare with the pain crippling through his midsection. He was about to scream, but He knew it would only bring him another punishment for his unacceptable behavior. It was not like he had never done something that made him deserve punishment. He always did something wrong. From the day he was born, who he was, what his status was, which class he was preferred to, everything from his own existence, he was always at fault. Always. He didn't deserve to live. He knew it, they always told him, but because they were kind and merciful, he was given a chance to taste a life. He was grateful for that, truly grateful, but he didn't understand why. They hated the existence of life inside him. Was it a sin to be alive even when someone is filthy like him, who is bearing an innocent child?

WHACKKK!!!

He bit his lip, biting so hard that He could taste the coppery taste of blood with his tongue as his lower lip bled. He started to lose consciousness. He was grateful for that but deep inside his heart, his limitless mercy too sympathy for the one inside him, knowing if He could lose awareness of the real world, He would fall into a deep sleep with no one to protect the unguarded child inside him so He stayed strong even though his legs already went limp, forcing him to depend all his body weight onto his hands that were still hanging on the hook

WHACKKK!!!

He closed his eyes again.his body jerking

Widely as He tries to open his eyes back. He felt something trailing down his thigh. His eyes dilated in response to adapting to the dim light in the dark room. He looked down, focusing, and saw a pool of blood forming as He knelt on the floor. He knew that He was not strong enough to hold another hit so in panic, He looked around, on the old wooden bed with only a thin mattress and the old rag as the blanket with no pillow, He turned towards the closed metal door, knowing it was locked seeing no one unless the beholder of the pitch black whip that was now decorated with the thick dark red trickling from the tip of the loose leather, he was alone with zero hope of having anyone, Someone to save him except for the man behind him

WHACKKK!!!

He gasped at the pain on his back was unbearable to his belly, just around the small bump that He tried to protect, was also hurting so much, blood seeping out, running down his thighs, and made the big little sweatshirt He wore which was already torn like rag clothes, covering his small, frail body soaked with blood and sweat. His fragile heart shivered at the incoming danger for the child, He couldn't help but his eyes acted on their own swelling in tears pooling waiting for the water of sadness and sorrow to jump off the cliff of the corner of his eyes

S ....s..sttop... ''He bagged. Tears rolling down his pale cheek, he couldn't stop the swelling emotion staring inside him, the need to protect, to give the poor soul a chance to live was overwhelming so He did anything he could think of at the time. Begging was the only way. With the hoarse voice from all the cries and screams., He begged for the life of the child, didn't care about the burning throat from lack of water, and had passed through a dry throat for days. His hair was damp with blood and sweat.

WHACKKK!!!

He took another hit. His body was quivering from the pain. His head was spinning around making all the views around him blur in the pooling shed tears and the darkening near-closed eyes, but He still needed to do something. Hence, he begged for mercy, bringing forth any energy left inside him to wring the last, almost whispering voice out of his voice box, asking the man to stop.

Ppp... Please....s... Stop... His voice was so low that the word he said came unheard, mumbled, skipped by a little bit, gasp, and a stream of tears fell down from his eyes, also washing the blood trailing from the big gash on the side of his forehead down the pale cheek.

WHACKKK!!!

This is the time the belt struck his back with full strength. Tearing his flesh and breaking his scapula. He gasped at the searing pain, no voice coming from him, muffled when he forced his lips and eyes in the idea of having the pain fly away from his already broken shoulder and his bleeding back. He could feel the person behind him was ready to give him another strike but nothing came as he heard the sound of the old being unlocked, making a cracking sound as someone opened it

The doctor is here. A woman's voice came out. The voice is so familiar to his ear, which should be giving him warmth, peace, and safety. Still, no, the voice was talking in a tone containing venomous hatred, a poisonous dagger, despite a lack of sympathy and mercy at all, just the cold, unwavering voice.

The person behind him moved. He felt grateful the doctor had come, but he didn't realize that all his begging worked against the cold hearts of the man who had been torturing him for days, hooking him inside the room for a week. Two weeks? He didn't know. He could keep track of time without any water supplied to keep him awake only to be whipped until He lost consciousness all over again.

The same man who should be the one protecting him from all the pain and fear, but actually was the one locking him in the container, in pain and fright. It didn't matter actually. He was used to it, being confined since he was a kid, never being let out to the outside world to see the beauty. He was grateful that he was given a chance to live, but now, he needed to save his child, no matter what it would cost him his life. The doctor was here. He still would save his child. There was still time.

Get everything ready. The man snarled as he yanked the rope off the boy's hand. Suddenly the realization hit him. There would be no way for him to save his child, it would be only a dream for anything like that to happen. They were preparing for the worst of all; they were planning to get rid of the child, and he just realized it now.

The trembling boy fell to the floor weakly, moving one hand on his belly with the other hand keeping him kneeling. His wrist was bleeding from all the weight he had put on it but he couldn't make himself care for the broken bones even the gushing of blood seeping from neither his back nor his head not his hand all he could think of is the safety of his child and he will do anything to save the still unborn innocent soul resting inside him

Get moving!'' he shouted, yanking the boy's hair back and pulling his trembling hands up. The boy followed him even though his limp legs were losing balance while following the outrage of the man pulling the hand, which had been broken earlier, the pain going numb inside him until he couldn't feel a thing. Looking down he saw blood trailing down, his thigh making a large pool of blood under his own feet, colouring the white tiles in red.

He dragged the boy who was walking weakly behind him. The boy was still trembling widely with tears streaming down his pale face, his lips quavering in fear of unbearable pain and fast depleting energy but still, he tried to resist the strong pull jerking backward to release himself.

N... nnoo.. ''the boy said trying to pull his hands off him

The man dragging the boy was already staggering in his step. His grip was so strong that it would leave another bruise on the boy's pale hands.

N.... No!! ''the boy said, jerking away, trying to yank his hands from the man's tight, ruthless grip. He knew he couldn't match the strength of a man twice his size, but no matter what was happening, he would never give up without fighting the pure, sinless child.

N... No!! 'the boy yelled coming unprepared, the small boy fell on the floor with one of his cheeks reddened which stung so much from where the man landed his rough hand on, slapping the small helpless boy

''Shut up ''the man snarled. His eyes were bloodshot and his face was red with fuming rage with the bright gold iris flare frightening the boy

Come here '' he yanked the small boy again roughly and dragged him to the room he'd been in before. He saw a chair-bed equipped with a stereo and another small like a pen, a tin of scissors, lying on the table before the chair.

The boy's eyes widened as he realized what the man was trying to do to him. His assumption before was not wrong. They really wanted to get rid of the child. Out of the sudden, he jerked back from him, the Man's grip tightening around the boy's hand, and the poor boy cried to be released from the bruising hold, trying to get away from the incoming disaster that was to befall his child if he did not do anything to stop the man. His belly hurts so much like it was slashed open with a chainsaw and a lot of blood trickles down his thigh and his legs making the path he walked become bloody

The man yanked the boy forward, and as they entered the room, he saw the doctor's face. Her face was pale and she looked frightened, and her eyes bulged out both in fear and shock. Cold sweat trickled down her forehead. She was not signed to do anything like this. When the woman came to him to make an appointment to perform an abortion, she never thought that it would be like the scene she was seeing in front of her eyes.

Obviously, the young, underage-looking boy in front of her didn't want to do the abortion, and she, as a doctor, would never do anything like that without the consent of her patient. When she looked down, at the blood trickling down the boy's thighs as he was still trying to free himself, she was shocked by the amount of blood that had formed a small pool of dark blood on the floor, trembling as she knew that kind of blood loss could kill anyone if not treated immediately

''He's bleeding, " she said, lifting her eyes to meet the man in front of her, who was still struggling to keep the small down from all his worthless fights to get away from his captor.

Well, that's a good sign. The man who was gripping the boy's hand said, making the doctor look at him in shock. She didn't know anything about her patient, and he seemed to be forced to come to the setup appointment with the cruel-looking man, who took a painful hold of the boy's wrist, and she was so sure that if the man wanted, he could crush the bony wrist into dust with just using his pinky finger.

The man yanked the boy forward and he held him down on the chair-bed.

''Vivian ''his legs.'' he said, 'holding the boy's hand over his head

N... no!!! Stop!!! The boy yelled, kicking out

Now,!!! The man yelled while he tied the boy's hand over his head.

The woman who stood behind the doctor nodded and roughly grabbed the boy's leg with her hand. He gripped one of the boy's legs and he put on the stirrup before tying it down with a rope. The doctor just looked at the peculiar situation in front of her, trying to find even a drop of strength to stop the woman and the man from forcing the helpless boy, who cried with a painful hoarse voice, using any energy that had left in him, wriggle himself Free from the restraints tying him down. Something was not right and the doctor knew it. She wanted to help but she was too scared to even move a muscle. Anything like this is not even legal, and she knew it, but she couldn't do anything to fight someone as powerful as the man and woman in front of her. In the big-name corporate world, someone like her would be just a piece of cake they could get rid of anytime. She still loved her life, and she still had a child at home and she didn't want to die just like that.

No!!! The boy yelled again.

The man was holding him down with his strong hands. His free legs still kicking out as he tried fiercely to break himself Free but nothing he could do against the strength like that

She caught his other leg and forced it on the stirrups. She spread the stirrups, making his legs spread out wide. He cried, trying to break away from the restraints holding him down, still not giving up

P..pllllease...d.. don't ...h.. he's innocent.'' The boy pleaded weakly looking at the man and woman who held him down

P... please...d... don't ...'' he whisper-like voice murmured and he knew that he was losing his energy. he was not feed for almost two weeks, being confined without a single drop of water inside the cold damp room in the basement that he called his room and being as weak as he is now was not an unusual thing even though his use of not having any food or water inside him for so long but since the child inside him needed a lot of nutrition from him, he was heavily malnourished. he solely depending on his shifter's energy to protect his child now, his energy was depleting rapidly but he couldn't let them took his child from him. Like he said before, he would never back down without a fight for the life of his child.

The man watched him with a cold, emotionless look. His gaze became colder and darker as he fixed on the boy's face. Turning his head from the crying boy, he looked at the doctor who was frozen on the floor where she was standing.

What are you waiting for? Do it now!! The man yelled at the doctor who was standing beside the boy, stunned.

''He's bleeding too much,'' she said, her lip quavering in fear of having the poor boy die cause of blood loss.

''DO.IT. NOW'' the man snarled, turning his green eyes into a bright gold as he threatened the already scared middle-aged doctor.

The doctor looked down at the small boy. His face was so pale that he had lost a lot of blood. His back and his head were bleeding heavily, and she was sure from the look of it, the boy would not last throughout the surgery. His wound, especially the big gash on his head, was not treated properly, and she would never gamble on a life of two.

''He might have a concussion...we can't do this,'' she said, saving a glimpse at the crying boy who returned her stares with a pleading tearful look.

''I said-'' the man started walking towards the trembling doctor and suddenly grabbed her shirt by the neck, DO IT. NOW'' the man said, flashing his eyes in bright gold again. Giving an absolute order to the frightened doctor.

''You better do it. You don't want to know what we are capable of doing to you. Especially your career.'' the woman who tied down the boy's leg said, glancing towards the doctor, giving off a killing vibe to scare the doctor more. You don't want to live on the street, right ?'' she asked, threatening as she narrowed her ice-cold gaze fixed on the poor doctor.

The doctor just looked at the woman, horrified. Then she looked down at the trembling boy. The boy was crying, looking very hopefully into her eyes as he tried to plead even just a little bit of sympathy from the kind-looking woman, hoping she was as kind as she looked. The man released the doctor before he pushed her mercilessly towards the boy. She looked at the boy with tears pooling in her eyes before she turned her head away from the boy, trying to shed the sympathy from her heart so that she could do her job right as she was told to. She finally turned her head to the boy. Eyes blinking rapidly to force on shed tears from falling.

''I'm sorry she mouthed to the boy, avoiding her eyes from looking strength into the boy's deep blue eyes.

N...no..p... please..mom...dad..no....'' the boy cried weakly, looking both at the man and woman who stood still, pokerface at the bedside. The doctor's eye lifted up, looking at the pair who didn't even budge from all the pleading and begging the boy did, even though they were .....his parents? How could parents do something like that to their own son, moreover to their own unborn grandchild? She couldn't believe their own eyes seeing the cruel parents who managed to gut to kill their own flesh and blood.

The man looked down at the boy with a disgusted look on his face.

I never have a filthy son like you spat. The boy's eyes widen in shock and sorrow, his frail heart broken into a thousand pieces, hearing the ruthless word coming from someone he thought would love him no matter who he was, but anything like that would just be a dream for someone like him.his status was the lowest of the lowest. He knew he was nothing as his parents always told him every second of his life but no matter how much he heard something like that being said to him, he still hurt.

''Do it.'' the man said, gesturing his head at the doctor to proceed.

''N...N..oo...AHHH!!!'' the boy screamed.

Without an anesthetic, the pain was too much for his already messed-up body to bear as the doctor pushed the speculum into his hole. She opened the speculum and stretched open the heavily bleeding birth canal would opened when the baby was ready for birth but sometimes, when something happened to the host's body, some kind of danger threaten the life of the host, the body would immediately try to get rid of the fetus, automatically opening the birth canal as the process started. In the case that she saw now, the boy's body was extremely malnourished, plus all the beating he took would make his body weaken, so that the existence of the baby inside him would threaten his life.

But even though his body was weak now to the point he couldn't hold the baby but still, as an omega was created with a strong body that could hold a child safely inside him so if she tried to save the baby, the child could be saved even the life of the boy would be on the line.

N...no..m..mom ...it... hurts ..'' the boy cried.

The woman beside him was just standing there, poker face, looking at him with her cold eyes. The doctor glanced at the woman, hoping that the woman would ask her to stop so that she could save both the innocent baby and the boy's life.

''You deserve it,'' she said, turning her face to the doctor. What are you looking at? Do your job .'' she hissed, flaring her blue eyes into the bright red. The doctor flinched, immediately continuing her job as she took another long tube-like thing, fixing it to a hole of a transparent vacuum-like jar on the table.

As for the boy, it broke his heart as he heard his mother say that, looking at him as if he were not worthy. It was not like he didn't know or didn't used to it but to hear someone who supposed to be the one giving him warm hug when he was scared, telling him it would be okay when he was anxious, staying with him all night long when he was sick, saying the most hurtful things to him was heartbreaking. His head was throbbing; it was Painful, just like his back, his hands, his legs, especially around his little bump. Everything hurts. He didn't know what to do anymore. His vision started to go blurry, and he started to drift off as he once again felt another strike of pain as the doctor was probing the cannula into him.

"AAAHHH!!!!!" He screamed, he couldn't hold his voice down from the searing pain of having a strange object inserted into his pre-opened birth canal.

"I'm gonna start now". The doctor said more cold sweat was trickling down her forehead.

"Do it." his father said, holding the boy's hands.

The doctor looked at him with sad eyes.

"Please bear with it for a bit." She said weakly.

The boy looked down at her as she was standing in between his wide open legs, trying to catch his breath when he suddenly felt a sharp agony ripping through his soul, making him jerk upward only to be held down by the restraints around his legs and his hands. The pain was crippling down his spine, down to his lower abdomen. The pain was too much, and tears rolled down his face. He gritted his teeth as she began to suction the fetus into a collection jap. He gasped as he felt he was tearing inside his womb.

Just a bit more. "The doctor said, trying to block her feelings away as she saw the lump of meat and blood being suctioned into the hollow tube

"AHHHH!!!!!" He screamed. The pain was ripping inside him. He had to clench his teeth, avoiding his tongue from being a victim of the sudden muscle cramps as he jerked upward again, closing his eyes to stop the unbearable pain that made him close to epilepsy taking control of his mind. Tears slid down his cheeks as he reopened his eyes

He shifted his head, looking down straight at the transparent jar on the table. He saw the transparent collection jar that was earlier nothing but full of blood and pieces of meat. Tears sliding down his face but it was not from the physical pain he felt, it was from the pain inside his heart of having the only light in his life that he spent months to protect finally it ended inside a transparent jar, being vacuumed until nothing could be recognized from the thick dark red liquid mixing with uneven lumps of meat inside the jar.

He was too weak to save his own child and it was all his fault for the death of the innocent baby. If he was strong enough to protect his baby. If he were witty enough to hide the baby like he'd been doing for all the past five months, his baby would never have ended up inside a transparent jar, and he would never feel like the worst he ever felt in his whole life.

My ..my.. baby.." he whispered.

His heart was torn apart as he saw the child blended into the transparent jar, tears streaming down his cheeks as he mourned for his Dead baby.

"Shut it!! That thing is not your fucking child "his father snarled

" It's done. The doctor said, getting rid of his blood gloves. Her eyes glancing at the jar with pity, if she could do something to save both of them, she would do it, but not when she was threatened by the boy's cruel parents, not when her career was about to reach its peak. She has no choice but to become the same cruel monster as the poor boy's parents

"Well, that's good. Jessy, clean him," his father said, getting rid of the ropes tying the boy's hands.

The boy was still sobbing, looking at the jar containing the remaining pieces of his child. He couldn't grasp the reality of losing his child, not even realizing the pain on his back or his broken shoulder, just mourning for the loss of his baby, he couldn't even bring himself to care for the spiteful look in his mother's eyes when his father ordered her to clean him up. He just stared blankly at the jar with sobs and gasps racking through his trembling body.

I don't wanna touch this filthy thing" his mother hissed, pointing at the boy with a great hatred poisoning her wicked world leaving her -red-tinted lips

I'll do it. The doctor said, looking straight into the eyes of the woman in front of her. Her eyes flared with the newly found confidence as she finally couldn't resist but felt the heavy tug of regret pulling her heart every time she took another calming breath. She felt guilty for killing another innocent soul, even though it was her usual Job, but she never felt great guilt as she felt now as she saw how much fight the boy had been given to protect his child, even though he knew the chance of him being successful was zero percent. The boy she had never met managed to pull a string inside her heart. A protective feeling lurked inside her, and she knew she had to protect the boy with everything she could. Even if it was not much, at least she could prevent anything like this from happening again, and she didn't know what made her change her mind, but her heart was telling her to do so.

She held her chin high, didn't even waver as she returned the cold stare of the woman in front of him.

"Do as you like," the woman said, grabbing her fancy handbag before she followed the man, the boy's father, towards the door, leaving the doctor alone with the boy, who stayed still on the bed, tears streaming down his cheeks.

He closed his eyes with his pale hands, still sobbing. He never cried this much before, even though when his parents whipped him for various faults, he did, but this time he couldn't help but cry to his heart's content. He knew no matter how many tears he wasted, his baby would never come back to life. But still, he couldn't stop his tears from coming out. He was too sad, feeling hollow inside his heart that he couldn't get rid of the sorrow engulfing him

"Hey, you are badly hurt." The doctor said touching the boy's hand gently. She wanted to make amends for the boy's loss, which she acknowledged that no matter how much she tried to make up for it, nothing could reverse the thing that had been done. If she were not such a coward, she could save the boy's child, but no, she chose her career over an innocent life. She is too selfish.

"Don't touch me." The boy said slapping her hand away. She looked shocked. It was actually not entirely out of shock but guilt. She knew she had committed a grave sin against the boy, and she didn't expect the boy to forgive her just like that, so she did what she could, and she felt a light tug on her sleeves. She looked down, meeting the bluest eyes she had ever seen in her life, looking at her with tears in her eyes.

"I... I'm.. Sorry.... "the boy stammered, realizing his mistake

She was not guilty. She is just following my parents' orders. He thought. He couldn't bring himself to hate the one who practically murdered his child since he knew it was not entirely his fault. She was under threat, and he didn't want to put any more misery on the frightened woman. He knew he didn't have a choice but to accept the loss of his child

The boy continued to cry, putting his hands over his eyes. Tears were rolling down his pale cheeks, his head still bleeding heavily. His back was a mess, too.his shoulder was broken. The doctor looked at the boy pitifully as she took hold of the boy's trembling hand that had been tugging her sleeves before.

"It's okay. I'll clean you up." She said, slowly and moved the rope binding the boy's legs.

He was still sobbing.

"Don't move your legs yet. I need to clean the blood off. "she said.

He didn't really care anyway. His baby was gone, blended into the jar and he's done nothing to save his precious baby. He was still sobbing and his body was sore all over so that he couldn't lift a finger.

This might sting a bit," she said, pulling the speculum out of his birth canal and putting disinfectant around the wound.

"Nnnngghh..." He closed his eyes. The pain was not a big,t actually. It hurt a lot.

"I'm sorry," she said. She began to wipe off the blood on his legs and thighs the boy was still crying.

"I'm sorry for what happened.l didn't know that you don't want this abortion in the first place.l was paid by the woman you called mother a few days ago and she told me to come this house as would prepare everything. I thought that this would be like usual abortion like I always did for those who didn't want their child but I knew I was wrong the moment I saw . No matter how many times I apologized to you, I could never make it up. She with a low voice.

The boy didn't respond to her.he just kept crying.

I'm really sorry. I'm so sorry, she said sniffing.

He shifted his hand off his eyes and turned his face towards her.she was crying silently and he didn't have a choice unless forgave her since she was apologizing earnestly to him. Slowly the boy moved his trembling hands to reach her. He stroked her hands slowly, quivering violently. She was surprised by the sudden gesture and the boy looked her in the eyes and smiled weakly.

"It is okay ." The boy said wearily.

He didn't know how he could have the strength to smile and said that to her but one thing that he knew she was sincerely sorry.

She looked at the boy and smiled. Touching his pale cheeks, she said you are so kind, kid."she never knew she could ever met someone so forgiving like the boy even though she didn't deserve an easy forgive. At least the burden of the guilt was lifted even for just a bit .

After weeping her eyes away, started again to clean boy off.she worked silently for a few minutes as the boy started to close his eyes to ease the pain away his mind had gone to a state where everything blurred. He couldn't think straight.the pain was slowly eating him from inside.

"Gift." She suddenly said and the boy popped his eyes open, looking at her.

"My name is gift." What's your name kid?"

The boy looked at her for a while and started to open his mouth when a sharp pain ripping through his belly.

"AHHHH!!! He screamed, clutching his midsection.

His face reddened as he tried to tolerate with the ripping agony striking his belly. Startling Gift re-checked the wound.

"Oh my God! You had internal bleeding !" "she said

He could feel blood gushing out as he was drifting off.

"Oh my-hey! kid! No! Don't close your eyes!kid! Kid- she panicked.

"Da....." the boy said l, holding his hands

" What? She stopped.

N...name...De.... David." he said and everything blacked out .

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