Originally suppose to be Grell but it didn't feel right so instead, it's a little story about our Ron.

Based on the song Little Ripper Boy by PianoBench

It was supposed to be a good day. It was sunny and good things always happen on sunny days. 17-year-old Ronald Knox was spending another day outside on his family farm. He lived in the outskirts of England, a small village far away from the city. Every day is the same old thing for Ronald. Since unlike the city nothing big ever happens

Every day he wakes up to the cry of Henry the rooster and prepare for the day. He greeted his mama and papa as well as Daisy his lovely six-year-old sister. He woke up his dog Biscuit. (Named by his sister) and went outside for a little walk. From there he start his chores.   He fed the pigs. Gather the eggs and milked the cow and other simple and task farmers wlare suppose to do. But compare to everyone else living in the sleepy town Ron likes to think he's different.

He like new inventions that has been going around the world. He want to run around and live a fast paced life. More importantly he want to live in the city. As he think of all the good things that will happen to him in the future it was already noon. Ronald already finished all of his work and is currently playing around with the dog.

"We have plenty of time to spare, boy." He happily said to his dog. He walked into a barn and sat by a stack of hay. (Who the hell started the rumor that hay is soft? That's a lie) He lies down with his dog curled up by his legs.

Normally on a day like this he would rush into town and flirt with the locals but the day before ,one of the girls he talked to had a very possessive brother and Ronald thinks it's best to steer from town for a few days. Until then he has his family and animals to keep him company. The black haired man yawned as a thought came to his mind maybe he should bleach his hair. After all, girls prefer blonds.

The human smiled to himself as he closes his eyes.

When he woke up ,he smelled fire. Ronald look outside the window. It was dark outside. The dog was gone too. He jumped out of the messy pile and dust himself off. He ran outside and found the source.

"Mama! Papa ! Daisy !" He shouted as loud as he can. He took a bucket and filled it up with the water. The human boy stood in front of the burning house unsure what to do.

He looks down on the floor to find a trail of blood leading somewhere. Grabbing a metal pipe a left over from construction,  he follows the trail. On the way to wherever his destination may be, he found the corpse of the family beloved pet lying in a pile of blood.

"Biscuit, " He said to himself softly. He wanted to stay and bury his dog but instead, he mumbles a soft prayer as he continues. His family comes first.

Ronald was lead to the river. Even though it was supposed to be a peaceful night it was very windy. The river's current was very strong if anyone swam in the lake they would have drowned. But he saw it. From the corner of his eyes a ribbon, Ronald put his hand over his mouth to prevent the bile from exiting. His sister, he bought her that very ribbon for her birthday a few month ago. She forces their mother to tie it on her hair and refuse to let anything else in her hair.

He needs to find help.

The village was running distance using the river as a guide he ran as fast as his legs can take him. On his way over he saw many things. Legs, arms, and heads of people who were laughing the day before.

'There has to be someone left.' he thought as he continues to run when he reaches the village it was set ablaze as well. Ronald grips his pipe. Whoever did this to his village, who ever killed his family and friends is going to pay. He's going to kill them.

It's wasn't long before he found the culprit, A pale woman wearing a black dress that touches the ground . By her foot was the body of the village's priest holding his cross to his chest, not moving. Dead. She licked her lips in pleasure.

The women kicked the man into the river any evidence of the man  gone and fed to the fishes. Ronald ran raising the pipe over his head ready to swing at the woman. But the stranger caught it with ease, She turns her head to his side. She had red eyes.

Unnatural eyes

Blood red eyes.

"Who are you?" She asked. Ronald didn't answer. "Well, it's rude to ignore a lady,"

"I have a feeling you're no women ma'am."

The stranger laughed out loud. "Right you are. You know you're the first one to make me laugh in a long time, and for that, I shall spare you." The women dropped Ronald and walked away. The boy blinked and the woman was gone, leaving Ronald alone with the bodies. But he doesn't want to be alone. He doesn't want to be the only one who survived. He wants to go to where everyone else went.

Ronald looks down at the raging river beside him and smiled. He needs to go away and he's never coming back. It was like a trip to the city only the city he was going to is much bigger than he originally thought, and with one large leap, the boy disappears into the darkness.

When he opened his eyes he was in some sort of bedroom. A nurse standing beside him checking his temperature. "My condolences." She said.

Ronald couldn't breathe his lungs hurt.

"But you have committed a sin, that must be made up for. Welcome to your new home little ripper boy."