*YEAR 2001*
In a mansion, a family of five chatted happily as they ate dinner in their dinning hall. They looked happy and their laughter's filled the whole house. A suspicious shadow lurked around the mansion looking at the happy family through his binoculars, waiting for the perfect time to strike.
"Dad, are you taking us to the park tomorrow? "The little girl asked, smiling brightly.
The father pinched her cheek and patted her head. "Of course bunny, I'll take you all out tomorrow, "the father replied with a hint of sorrow in his voice.
"Promise?"The little girl asked her father to make sure that he would keep his promise.
"I promise, baby"he replied, kissing her forehead.
They all continued their dinner in silence.
The boy stood up from his seat and walked towards the kitchen door.
"Where are you going Jeremy" The mother asked the boy. Jeremy pointed to the kitchen door without saying anything.
"Why are you going to the kitchen? "The mother questioned.
"I am going to grab my cup, it's on the counter, "Jeremy replied and walked to the kitchen, not bothering to listen to what his mother had to say next.
He entered the kitchen to grab his cup that was laying on the counter. As he went to grab the cup he heard a noise coming from the kitchen door.
"Who is there? "He quaked and walked to the door.
"Jeremy what going on in the kitchen?"His mother's voice resounded in the house.
"Nothing mum, I'm coming," he replied to his mother but he didn't go back to the hall. instead, he opened the kitchen door and walked outside looking for the sounds he heard. He walked a few steps away from the building and waited to hear the sound again, hearing none, he turned back and began to walk to the house.
As he neared the kitchen door, a force pushed him away and threw him into a nearby tree, he laid on the ground groaning in pain but the sight before him was terrifying for just a ten year old.
The mansion was on fire and his family was still in the house. He struggled to stand up and cry out his mother's name in pain but his words were not audible enough. As he was loosing consciousness, he heard a voice talking indistinctly behind the bush.
Before he lost his consciousness he knew two things were certain. one, he was never seeing his family again and two, that voice was going to haunt him forever.
few days later
In the VIP ward of molly's hospital, an unconscious little boy laid on the bed with life support and wires attached to his body. An unknown man stood in the room watching the news about the Akinsola's fire incident. It was all over the country. The Akinsola's were popular in the society and their deaths were a shock to the country.
"The police had confirmed that the fire incident was as a result of gas leakage." The reporter on the TV reported....
The unknown man cursed at the TV and switched it off. "Bloody liars" he spat. The unknown man walked to the bed of the little boy and touched him.
"You will be safe, I'll make sure those bastards pay, I swear on your father's grave.. "
Years passed and the Akinsola's we're soon forgotten. Their popularity slowly faded but nobody knew that the little ten year old boy had grown into a fine young man and he was coming back for revenge.