*This chapter will be quite long because it takes place in Angels childhood, now I will say that there are things that may upset some of the readers contains abuse and gore so, do not read if you know it will effect you in anyway! and no that pic is not angel nor is it my art*

I was adopted when I was only three with another boy named Toby, who is going to be my new younger brother. I had a good life until it slowly went down due to money issues.

I was eight when my parents were told that I had asthma, which resulted in them hating me more than they did already due to the expense, and that they did not have enough money.

The " discipline " had gotten worse each day, more beating, more kicks, more smacks, and more pain for me that would last days as they turn a greenish, purple bruise.

Luckily I wasn't alone most of the time while I was locked up, I had my younger brother, Toby, which happen to be my parents' favorite child. He was always nice to me though, he'd bring me food from which he had hidden in his pockets.

We did have different " rooms " and things we were aloud to do, like Toby had a nice big room with a light sky blue wall and bed with a dark blue cover on the other hand, had to sleep in a dog house. Now it doesn't sound bad, but I wasn't aloud to have blankets, or even a pillow.

The worst part about my childhood was when my dad came home drunk. He'd always yell at my mother which led to fighting and me in the middle trying to break it up, it was no use I would always get hurt by getting slapped or even cut deep.

One day I finally snapped and I could hear them fighting downstairs from Toby's room so, I walked downstairs and yelled at them to shut up for once, which wasn't a good idea my dad had made his way over to me slowly while my mother went back to muttering under her breath.

When he got over to the steps he had quickly pushed me back onto the stairs and began to beat me up to the point where my mom had to pry him off of me. I could hardly breathe as I watched my parents disappear with the car.

I finally blacked out from the blood I was losing, and after a couple minutes I had woken up in Toby's room. He was sitting on the floor as he patched up cuts and bruises while I was lying on the bed.

" We need to run... " I muttered.

The look of worry crossed his face.
" They'd kill you if you stepped foot out of the door. "

" Not... not if I end it here and now.. " I coughed.
" I'm done punching the bag... " I slowly sat on the edge of his bed.

After awhile of me trying to convince him he finally agreed to me ending their life as long as he didn't have to be in the same room when done.

We both waited till they came back and, once they were asleep I went to the garage, grabbed an old metal baseball bat and froze it over with thick ice (Gore warning up ahead!) and walked back into the house and up the stairs which were not stained with my blood and soon there's.

As I reached their room I slowly opened the door, walked over to the bed and glared at the parents I once used to love as I raised the bat over my head and smashed it into their skulls causing blood, ice shards and other bits of them flinging over the room, staining the once white sheets.

After an hour of smashing their skulls, I lowered the bat as I painted in anger.
No screams. No cry, no pleads! From either one of them! Nothing but silence and the sound of the bat hitting them.

I dropped the bat and slowly walked downstairs to where Toby was waiting with the house phone in his hand.

He quickly dropped the phone and made a loud thud as it hit the ground.

" Toby? " Who did you call? " I grew up.

" T-the cops.. " he had tears in his eyes as he backed away from the phone.

As I grabbed a chefs knife from the kitchen, I walked over to him with my blood boiling. He had tried to get away but, Tripped and fell on to the hard, cold floor.

" I was finally going to be free Toby... " I cried.

" Freed from this cage that they put me in, but all of you people had to go and fuck it up for me! " I barked at the anger in my voice.

He didn't say a word as his tears fell to the ground softly rolling down his face, but smacking into the floor.

I stood over him hearing his sobs way to clearly that it almost hurt to listen to so, I decided to fix it.

I smiled while I was sitting in front of him. " Shh Toby, it'll all be ok, I can fix it.

He looked up at me with a tearful eyes and a soft smile. " R really... you're not mad at me? "

I clinched a knife in my hand and scooted closer to him. " Oh of course not, but I do need to fix this mess. " I grabbed his throat with my other hand and froze his other limbs down.

His tears began to fall again as he gasped for air as he struggled to break the ice.

My nails dig into his flesh till it bleeds the color red. I sat at the tip of the knife on his neck that was exposed to me.

" A-angle... " he gaged.

" Shh Toby, I'm fixing your mistakes. " I smiled as my eyes turned a crimson red.

I slammed the knife into his throat as blood splattered everywhere and held it until he no longer moved. I let go of his throat as his lifeless body hits the floor.

I stood up and looked at myself in a mirror that was hung on the bloody wall. Black fur was now stained with the blood of my loved ones.

I hadn't noticed what I had become, a beast with black fur wolf ears accompanied by a black tail.

I wasn't too worried about this side of me spilling out into my new world, I was mostly worried about the power I had.

Now some might say I'd be like Elsa, happy and singing, but no. I used it to kill it. Kill the one close to me. The one thing I thought I could trust.

I was helped by a man with a large scar on the back of his neck and a guy who went by the name Elf. He had told me that they could get rid of my powers but, told them I would like to keep it, so they made it stronger and made me apart of there work and time.

After a couple months of working with them they were caught, I aloud myself to be caught due to the fact that they had in mind.

And a couple years after breaking out of numerous prisons I was now being transferred to nanba prison where Elf and I would put our plane into action.

*sorry for the long chapter and thank you for reading and,I'll have a picture of angel in the next chapter near the end or beginning of it*