Crash!

"Stay still and take it like a man, you can't even keep it in your pants!" Mother screamed, more yells, screams and destruction followed.

"Shit up you Bitch!" Father yelled angrily.

"Die with your Whore!"

Slap

Drista whimpered and covered her ears, tears streaming down her face from the violence downstairs. She missed her brother, who would hug her and comfort her when they got this bad.

She didn't have her protector anymore.

Father had murdered him.

"Clay.. Clay, what do I do?" she begged, as meaty thumps were heard.

Sniffling she reached out and lifted the last art project Clay had made, a simple white mask with a smiley face on it.

A Scream, a heart wrenching screamed filled the air.

Then nothing.

Thump thump Creak Thump

Terror gripped her heart as she realized father was coming upstairs, she was about to die.

Like mother.

Like Clay.

The five year old climbed out the window, a mask on her face not caring she'd knocked over a lamp.

-----

When Bad came across him, the demon had known there was something strange about the green clad child.

"So I'm BadboyHalo, whats your name?" he asked gently.

"Dream..." the boy said softly, face hidden behind a white smiley faced mask.

"Hey, want to meet the others?" he asked, eh was sure Sapnap and George would like another friend.

"Sure," Dream said.

In the distance, a fire raged over a single house.