Thread:ResidentialPsycho/@comment-25942629-20151127130725/@comment-27090820-20151206031754

If you insist then I won't push you any further. However, please refrain yourself from participating in unnecessary activities that may stress you out, alright?? Keep an eye on your health while also fulfilling your duties and roles.

And what you said about Mika's parents...well, technically, if you look at most novels and works humans have created based on supernatural things... Humans on their own can be twisted in many ways. For all we know, they could've been just like Yu's parents: simply terrified and whatnot by harbouring a child of their's who turns out to be a sort of heavenly aspect of the supernatural. On a normal basis for most, they would panic and do whatever they can to get rid of it, especially if further in life it proves to bring them only unfortunate events?

THEN AGAIN, the way Mika talked about in the manga and anime, it seemed they tossed him out of a moving car at an age where he can remember it vividly...which means that in some ways, his parents must've raised him for awhile before promptly tossing him away. Perhaps actually someone else was involved? A third party? We only know he was thrown out of the car, but how about it was a specific place during a specific time??? That hasn't been revealed yet. So let's say this said third party commanded his parents do "abandon" him in a specific place at a specific time, and to just rid him as quickly as possible?

Like, I imagine this sort of scene:

Mika, frailed and terrified at his parent's unusual behaviour, was frozen in place as the car jolted. His hands were gripped together tightly, he was shaking uncontrollably. The car was moving too fast, his father seemed to be too nervous of a wreck to even be driving. His mother on the other hand, she was tensed up and still in her seat, holding him in her arms with a tight grip that scared him.

"M-Mother...? Where are we going?" Mika tried to talk to his mother, scared but desperate for an answer.

Immediately, she looked down at him, eyes wide with insanity and madness. Mika wilted, burying his face against her chest while trembling. He didn't understand why they were acting like this, he just wanted an answer to comfort him. Shivering, he realized just how cold it had suddenly become, the inside of the car feeling as if it were a freezer.

Cautiously lifting his head, he peered out through the window. What he only saw was an empty, lonely road. Whatever laid beyond that was shrouded in darkness, creating an eerie sort of atmosphere. He could hear his mother's rapid breathing, his father's constant teeth gnashing against one another. Her nails seemed to press tighter into his skin, a whine of pain being heard that was ignored. Squirming around uncomfortablly, his mother's grip on him only tightened until he was practically trapped in her arms uncomfortably.

Before he could do anything else, he suddenly heard his father rasp out, "This should be good enough. Do it."

Do what?

He only had a moment to register the words before his mother moved with sudden speed, flinging the car door open wide while it was still moving. Giving a surprised yell, he was about to scream at his parents when without warning, his mother have thrown him out of the moving vehicle. As if everything was in slow motion, he watched their reaction as he fell backwards out of the car, his frail limbs reaching out for his mother. There was a sort of crazed, triumphant look on her face as she reached out...to grab the door handle and slam it shut.

Hitting the ground was excruciatingly painful, especially at the speed the car had been moving. On instinct, he covered his head with his arms before impact, the force going against his shoulder instead rather than his head. A searing pain flared up from that spot, next his back skidded against the ground, his thick jacket absorbing most of the impact. However, his legs seemed to get in the way of another as he rolled, banging against the asphalt and skinning them even through his pants. Crying out in pain, he skidded and rolled for a few more feet before he finally came to a stop, arms still covering his head and face.

For a moment he laid there, unable to move as he felt the throbbing sensation from his shoulder, legs, back, and other areas of his body. Tears involuntarily fell from his eyes from the pain, too much in pain to even tremble. The only thing he had on his mind was not the pain or the situation he was in...it was just why.

Why would his parents do that to him? Why did they toss a helpless child like him out of the car? Why did they even go out that night? Why was he even abused at home? What had he ever done? All he knew was...

He was alone now.

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So what do you think?? That's kinda what I imagined.