3rd Person:

A small girl, at the young age of 2, could be seen in the garden. While other 2-Year-Olds would just be learning how to walk or talk, this girl was running around the garden with a dark-haired man.

"Manami-Chan! Haru-Kun! Dinner's ready, come get it while it's still hot!" A bubbly voice called from the kitchen, getting closer and louder to the garden. The glass door opened and from behind, a beautiful woman with strawberry blond hair and purple eyes popped her head out.

"Mum! I heard your conversation with Uncle Gakuhou, does it mean I get to play with Gakushuu-Kun?" The girl, Manami-Chan, ran up to her mum with her chubby legs and stared at her with excitement and hope.

"My, my Manami-Chan! Your speech is getting more and more fluent, and you're only 2! Yes you will be able to play with Gakushuu, just remember to be gentle! He's younger than you after all!" The woman told her before scooping her up in her slender arms.

"You two can get ready for that, I've got to take a call." The brown-eyed male told them, chuckling a bit.

"Okay, dad! Bye-bye!" Manami-Chan waved at him before disappearing with her mother indoors.

He simply smiled at his adorable daughter, before adopting a serious facade and answering the call.

"What?" 

"What a rude way to greet your boss. I have another mission for you and your wife. There's a king in Britain that's been involved in slave trading, we need him assassinated ASAP." A deep voice answered through the small device.

"Alright. We'll leave tomorrow. Also, I hope you don't mind but I request a holiday for me and Akira-Chan for a month. My nephew's 2nd birthday is coming up and I would like to be there." Haruto informed with a stern voice.

"Of course! You've both done so much for me. The Okuda family is indeed reliable. One month off won't do anything right?" The voice agreed with genuine gratitude.

"Mhmm. If that's all you have to say to me, goodbye." Without waiting for a reply, Haruto pressed end call. 

He went inside to where his precious daughter and lovely wife were to tell them the news.

"Manami-Chan, we're so sorry but your mum and I have to go to England tomorrow, so we'll leave you with your Uncle Gakuhou okay?" He told her in a soft voice. Akira seemed to understand what he was hinting at and excused herself to go give the Asano family a call.

"I understand. You two have very important work overseas right? When will you be back?" Manami-Chan understood that they don't always have time for her, and this has become a normal occurrence.

"Before Gakushuu's birthday, that's for sure. So don't worry, you won't celebrate it without us." He gave her a warm smile and pat her head.

This was the Okuda family.

3 years later:

A 5-Year-Old Manami skipped down the sidewalk with her shoulder-length, dark purple hair flying around. She had just turned 5 yesterday and now, after buying a new dress from the shop, she's going back home to celebrate her birthday party.

She was never fond of having birthday parties on the day of her birthday for an unknown reason.

She walked in through the front door using her keys and was greeted by a 4-Year-Old Gakushuu, who'll be turning 5 in January. 

"Manami-Onee-San!" He greeted before jumping onto her. He may be younger but he's definitely taller.

He grabbed her hand hastily and lead her to the living room, where her party was being held. Upon opening the door, Manami's eyes widened in happiness at the lilac cake in front of her eyes.

"Waaa~ The cake looks so good Aunt Kamiko, Uncle Gakuhou! Thank you! All of you!" She thanked her elders while clasping her hands together in front of her.

Kamiko giggled before moving forward, her mid-back, brown hair flowing behind her. When she reached Manami-Chan, who was admittedly a bit curious, she pulled out a small box from the pocket of her dress. (A/N Where do I buy that dress?)

"Is it present time already?" Gakushuu asked his mother, head tilted to the side. Gakuhou moved forward and took out a box of his own before answering his son's question with a smooth, silky voice.

"Yes, it is. Didn't you buy Manami-Chan a present too? You were pretty excited to give it to her as well if I remember correctly." It was clear that he simply only said that to embarrass his only son.

Gakushuu blushed in embarrassment before running to the kitchen, where his mum's purse was.

Manami thanked them for the gifts. They had a great time for the rest of the night, playing games, eating cake, watching movies.

(This is where it gets dark.)

The Asanos were going to leave, but as they reached the door, Akira insisted on them staying over.

After a few minutes of convincing, they agreed since it was already really late (1 am). Manami and Gakushuu were told to go to bed by Akira, as she didn't want them staying up for longer than they already were.

But then.

The lights turned off. But you could still make out the shape of who was who. And there were two figures that weren't there before.

 Haruto and Akira got out their guns, ready to shoot. But before they could-

Slice.

Manami's eyes widened with tears and horror. She felt a wave of grief wash over her as she looked forward. In front of her, was her mother's head, detached from her body.

Near the entrance was the Asano family. Gakuhou and Kamiko were frozen, unable to move as they were shocked, their son in peaceful slumber in their arms.

Manami heard a yelp from her dad and hesitantly turned her head, immediately regretting her decision. Haruto's blood splattered onto Manami's face, blurring her vision slightly. Her father's body was exploded from the inside.

One of the killers slowly turned to look at Manami, walking towards her small, paralyzed frame. He told her in a raspy voice.

"Your parents took everything from me, I'm just repaying the favour." 

In a panic, Manami squirmed around, looking for the nearest thing she could use as a weapon. Her sights finally landed near her father's body...or what was left of it. There, lay a gun drenched in blood.

She hastily grabbed it and pointed it at the tall figure. He chuckled sadistically.

"Oh? The little princess is playing the hero? You really think-"  A loud bang resonated throughout the room.

Her first kill, age 5, was a kill or be killed situation.

The other pursuer fled the scene when he caught sight of his companion falling to the floor. After a few minutes of processing information, Gakuhou was finally able to move.

Manami stared soullessly at the mangled bodies of her now-deceased parents. She then changed her gaze to the lifeless body resting against the wall, then to the bloody gun in her small hands.

"Why didn't you save them...you're strong aren't you? Why didn't you save them?" Manami found herself asking her Uncle in a shaky whisper, her eyes starting to water with salty tears.

Gakuhou's eyes widened at this question and he clenched his fists tightly. He wondered, why didn't he save them?

They could hear the police sirens in the distance. It was at that moment that Gakuhou decided to answer his niece's question.

"I didn't know how."

2 Hours Later:

The 5-year-old girl sat in the waiting room, all alone. She had overheard that she would have to go to an adoption centre, despite her having family members that can take care of her.

It didn't need to be said, but the way the girl had spoken to her Uncle showed that she had forgiven him for standing idle.

But Manami knew, that deep down she would always have small hate towards the man who could've done something, but did nothing.

He didn't even apologise.

She was currently in the waiting room because she had already gotten a request for her to be adopted. Sadly she couldn't choose whether or not she wanted to be adopted.

When the door opened, she looked up, hoping for it to be the Asano family.

Unfortunately, it wasn't.

A/N I already have The Beginning Pt 2 and Pt 3 written, but you have to wait for them!

Akira is Gakuhou's twin sister if you didn't know. The first three chapters are flashbacks. And sorry if everything is happening too quickly.

~yeetmeetfeetdelete