Chapter 1: WHY US?
"MOTHERR!!!!" I screamed until I was speechless. We were only ten years old my brother and yet forced to see the true side of this detestable world. The person we loved the most in this world was being beaten up, insulted, disgraced and raped in front of our young eyes. The very people who we grew up with these last ten years were the ones committing these acts, all of them even her closest friends who would sometimes come visit us.
"Kill this witch!", "Whore!", "Go rot in Hell!", "No mercy!" were the words these bastards said to their own friend. All this happened because of one man who I swear will be crucified by my own hands someday. Not only him, but the entire church!! Before we get to this point of the story let me rewind a couple of hours.
[11:00 AM Lost Candle Village]
Lost Candle Village, small yet filled with lots of people, this is where my brother Wilhelm and I have spent our childhood. We were very poor to say the least and to make matters worse, our mother caught a very rare illness when we turned eight. To have something to eat we usually did little chores around the village and today we were asked to catch a very stubborn cat.
My brother Wilhelm you see, is what one will call a force of nature: brute force, agility, stamina he had it all, so you may think a cat would be no problem, but your wrong. What I saw that day was no ordinary cat. I could tell by the way it acted that it was at least smarter than the average human and it always looked like it knew what we were trying to do but decided to have fun with us.
"You know what bro? Lets go back home it's getting late." my brother said looking angry and exhausted.
"It's not bro, call me Jacob you monster." I replied, "You the biggest monster on the planet had eight hours and couldn't catch a cat? A cat?! " I said while laughing"
"Shut up bro, lets go home."
Before going I looked behind me and the cat was no where to be found, as if it was never here.
[ 07:00 PM at the brothers house]
"That damn cat! I'll put it in soup for mocking me! Bro, next time lets give it 200%!!" my brother starting screaming.
"Take your bath in peace!" I replied throwing soap in his face "It's not bro! Call me Jacob!!"
My brother and I are very close as you see, were best friends and twin brothers. Even though he's a complete moron I really respect him for his charisma and the force he imposes. On the other hand, I was weak, a crybaby and a momma's boy. The only things I had for myself was my very good sight and good looks.
After finishing our bath I went in front of my mother's door, opened it slowly and peeked through it. Her name was Agnes Grimm, each time I saw her she always made me think of a princess with her beautiful face, delicate skin, white hair and blue eyes. Since she was asleep most of the time the villagers finally called her sleeping beauty. While I was looking she woke up, and with a gentle smile told me to come near her.
"Is everything alright sweetheart?" she said with her lovely voice "Come here Wilhelm, I can see you!" she said to my brother who was also hiding.
Both of us were now on her bed, she began giving us a lot of kisses and hugs, what more could we ask from her? She then started narrating a story we could never say was true or not. The story was about two kings who someday started hunting down fairies, the queen of these fairies decided to end this massacre so she proposed to give a gift to each king and they accepted the agreement.
That's where her story ended, pretty short one might say, but I always had the feeling she was hiding something no ten years old should hear. The night continued with the three of us falling asleep in her bed, but then it happened.
Suddenly we could hear a group of angry people approach our house, we could hear their screams and weapons they brought along. Our mother suddenly told us to hide in the closet and to make no noise.
"You two, stay here, no noise! Wilhelm take care of your brother!" She yelled with tears coming out of her eyes "I love you" she said hugging us for the last time.
"What are you saying I'm coming with you!" Wilhelm replied, but then the crybaby I was could only hold his shirt and with tears full in my eyes and my voice I told him "Please don't go... big bro"
Suddenly a voice from outside started speaking to my mother, that damn voice...
"I am Benedict Arnold, priest, knight and representative of the church! As a servant of the lord, I am obliged to make you atone for your sins and crimes committed against our empire! Come forth in the name of the lord you who has lived a life of no remorse nor redemption! Come forth creature of hell! Witch AGNES WATERHOUSE GRIMM!!!
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