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WITHOUT A HEART;

WITHOUT A HEART;

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IT WAS ONLY UNTIL DARKNESS

CONSUMED HIM THAT DIMITRIY

REALIZED THAT HE HAD

BEEN BETRAYED.

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dimitriy was an older brother to alexei valentin; the baby of the family whom had constantly been pampered and favored by his two parents. his father at the time had been planting poisonous thoughts within dimitriys' head, thoughts which in the end would trigger a side of him that was 'never predicted' as his father had claimed to say. the two boys mother had a strong disliking towards their father even though the two remained married. she claimed that in the end he would try to corrupt her poor alexei, not even giving dimitriy a second thought. as it was previously said, their father had told the oldest son that it would never be possible for his mother to love him, that he was only a mere human with no potential but his brother alexei was so much more, he was a sorcerer that his mother could be proud of as she watched his potential grow. it was the truth, nothing but the harsh truth, the mother indeed saw a lot of potential in her young one, and an overpowering amount of evil within the older boy. it had gotten to the point where their mother had gotten so paranoid that she would lock dimitriy in his room, spare closets, or even the basement if she had seen any qualities in dimitriy that were similar to his father. such as if his hazel eyes were giving off an eerie vibe, or if his aura surrounding him felt suffocating, little things that she had picked up would be small clues that something awful was to come. but she continued to push the boy, saying that if he dared to lay a finger on his little brother that he would regret it, threats that were meaningless but dimitriy took them to another level due to the things his father had said. he believed that if he hurt his brother he would no longer have the finger which he had laid on the younger boy. overtime a deep rooted hatred began to form towards not only for his mother but as well as his younger brother; alexei. as he spent hours locked away in a small space each day he had thought of a plan, a plan that would finally set him free from his mothers strict rules that he had to abide by― a plan that was created out of spite and jealousy; and it was a plan in which his brothers life must end. once he was let out he made sure that his demeanor seemed as if it was calm, and alright; but his dark hazel eyes showed the truth, they showed evil within, an evil that could have been prevented if treated with caution and care; possibly even some love. some could say that the boy seemed to have an eerie aura surrounding him, but that was the usual type of feeling people had towards him, a feeling that they could not trust him, a feeling that his mother felt that night as she laid her head on the pillow. dimitriy had sat in his room listening through the paper thin walls as he waited to hear the soft snores that always had erupted from his mothers mouth as she slept. once he did he made his way down the stairs and into the garage, the boy grabbed the nearest thing; which happened to be a hammer, and ran back up the stairs. he swung open the door to his brothers room without a care, enjoying the rush of adrenaline which happened to make him feel so powerful for once in his life. it was a short lived feeling of power since moments later it was only to be ruined as he felt someone push him out of the way of the bed. and that person happened to be his mother whom was attempting to pin him down as she reached for the hammer which laid inches away from dimitriys' head. he kneed his mother in the stomach in an attempt to get her off, and reached for the hammer struggling to grab it but once he did it was over. dimitriy smacked her across the head with the hammer and it was obviously lights out for her as she fell on top of him. but oh no it did not end there, years and years of built up anger began to flow out of him as he threw his limp mothers body off of his own and to the side. dimitriy slowly stood up while holding the hammer high. He whistled as he stared at his unconscious mother, chuckling to himself. it was only seconds before he started the smash the hammer against her head, soon making her once stunning features, unrecognizable.

it was unfortunate that she was now dead, the last image in her mind was of her monstrous son whom most likely went after her precious child only moments later

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it was unfortunate that she was now dead, the last image in her mind was of her monstrous son whom most likely went after her precious child only moments later. dimitriy ran his fingers through his hair shakily as he turned to face his brother whom was tucked into his bed and sound asleep. he clenched his teeth together as he stared at the little boy; hatred brewing up within as he gripped the hammer tightly. he may have killed his mother in such a brutal way, but it was a way that his own father could not fathom his boy doing. his father, a man that may have been filled with hatred, a man that may have tried to inflict his son with the same amount of pain he felt in order to make him an almost exact replica of himself, but deep within that cold hearted man there was still a tiny part of himself that still cared for his wife, and in that man there was a tiny piece of his heart that ached as he felt his wife's spirit as well as her soul leave the earth. it was almost as if his father was there, somehow lingering throughout the house as his wife was killed because within seconds he was in his youngest sons room. dimitriys' father ripped the hammer from his oldest sons hands as it was aimed above his youngest sons head. his father slid it across the floor and grabbed onto dimitriys' shoulder, and within seconds they were in a room which was unfamiliar to the boy. his oldest son had no time to react as he saw the look on his fathers face, a look filled with hurt and anger. moments before dimitriy could even utter out a word, his father began to scream on the top of his lungs,

HOW COULD YOU BE SO HEARTLESS?

was all he could say as he gripped the collar of the boys shirt, shaking him to see if he could get an answer from dimitriy; which he failed to receive. the sorcerer pushed the boy onto the ground while shaking his head out of pure disappointment. the man scratched his forehead as he looked down at his son, his eyes filled with pure hatred; unlike dimitriy whom seemed to remain emotionless during this whole ordeal. his father thought of all the years he tried to help his poor son gain some sort of power, and how ungrateful he became during the last month, especially within the last couple of minutes. he chuckled to himself as he began to crack his knuckles, an idea popping into his mind; a final experiment, a smirk began to form on the sorcerers lips as he reached down, his hand hovered over dimitriys' shirt where his heart had been.. which was beating rapidly as the boy looked up at his father, his eyes filled with anticipation. dimitriys' hazel eyes widened as a realization hit, a look of pure horror spread across his features as his fathers fingers began ripping through the cloth. the boys breathing hitched as he felt a burning sensation, as well as a huge amount of pain wash over him. he could feel his ribs being cracked and moved to the side as a hand reached for his heart. dimitriy was about to scream out as his heart was ripped from his chest, leaving him absolutely breathless. he began to taste a somewhat metallic substance building up in his mouth as he stared at his used to be beating heart. as his heart was held before him, it was as if time had froze it was only until darkness consumed him, that dimitriy realized that he had been betrayed by the man whom planted these poisonous thoughts within his mind in the first place. thoughts that would continue to haunt him once he was left at the gates of hell, thoughts that would stay with him until he saw light once again.

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ONE DAY HELL WILL BE EMPTY―

AND ALL THE DEVILS WILL

FULFILL THEIR REVENGE.

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