Backstory: Part 1

POV: Tom Burkens, 30 years, 5'10, 163 lbs.

Today is such a warm, special day for me and my beautiful wife, Vanessa. We're hosting a baby shower for our soon-to-be daughter! I'm so stoked and cannot wait to see what she'll look like. I hope she has my wife's lovely green eyes.
After preparing all of the food, I sit down on the couch, and excitedly wait for the guests to start arriving. We decided wait until the shower to give away what gender our baby is, so there are banners on every wall. All of them are cute and pink, stating things like "It's a girl!"

Pretty soon, family members and friends started pooling into the house, and the small party started. We all talked and laughed together, eating and having fun. I should have known what was coming...

I was about to slice a strawberry cake with little hearts on it, when I realized that Vanessa was nowhere to be seen. I figured she probably felt tired, so I handed the knife over to one of her cousins, and went to go find her.
"Vanessa!" I called out, calmly, as I headed down the hallway. "Vanes- Oh, hello, young man." I looked down at a curious child, no more than eight years old. Immediately, I noticed that he looked quite strange. His skin was pale and tinted blue. On top of that, he had unusual purple eyes that were glazed over and dull. He looked incredibly tired, but his unnatural grin sent shivers down my spine. 'I shouldn't be afraid, he's just a little kid,' I thought to myself, 'I wonder whose child he is...'

"Hello, Tom." The child grinned, and I immediately noticed he was hiding his arms behind his back. His shirt had a big red stain in the center, and there was red around his mouth. "Are you looking for your wife? She was very pretty." The child cooed.

I was so relieved to hear that he had seen her. "Isn't she? Can you tell me where she is? I'll give you an extra slice of cake!"

"I don't want cake." He frowned, and his cold eyes stared straight into my soul. "If you're so eager to find her, she's in the bathroom. But, you shouldn't go there. Your daughter made a mess on the floor." His freezing gaze remained, and he smirked.
"What do you mean?" My heart started racing, and the lack of details pissed me off. I was about to lift my gaze and run to the bathroom, but before I could react, he pulled his right arm out from behind his back. Blood was covering it, and in his soaking hand was the gold necklace Vanessa was wearing. "Oh my g-"

"Shut up, Tom." His voice flattened. "You should have stayed by her side, but you failed to protect her or her baby." The boy started stepping toward me, the necklace swinging with every step. "Did you buy her this hideous necklace? No wonder she cheated on you, Tom."

I felt my stomach drop. "She... didn't cheat!" I backed up from him, my fingers trembling. I've never felt more horrified and angry in my life, then I finally tore my eyes away from his and looked up at the bathroom. The door was cracked open and the only thing I saw was blood all over the walls and floor. When I saw the gory scene, the hard stench of iron filled my nose. "What... did you do to her?"

"You really want to know?" The boy giggled. "I followed her to the bathroom. She tried to usher me out, but instead I held onto her." He tilted his face down, so a dark shadow covered his eyes. "I dug my fingers into her belly, and started carving out the repulsive baby." Another giggle escaped from his mouth. "Didn't you hear her screaming~?"

My heart stopped. "She... screamed?" I didn't hear my wife screaming for help, and guilt hit me hard.

"Yes, she screamed so loud as I pulled her baby out of her stomach. I wish that I didn't accidentally kill the baby, though. Hearing her screaming would have been good, too~." He licked the corners of his mouth, wiping the blood away with his tongue.

A shiver ran down my spine, and I braced myself to run. But, before I could even get up, he dug his claws into my thigh, scraping his fingers through the muscle. I immediately screamed grabbed my leg. While holding pressure onto the wound, it pulsated and I could feel all of the blood rushing to the punctures. "Why would you do such a horrific thing?!" I managed to spit out at him, sweating.

He grinned and tilted his head. "Horrific? That's not horrific, and I doubt it hurt as much as this will." The child grabbed my wrist and suddenly my neck and lower back started burning, like a million snakes biting in the same spot over and over again. The pain was absolutely unbearable. I screamed in agony and my body writhed on the floor.

In no more than thirty seconds, the immense pain stopped. My eyes were closed the entire time, and as I struggled to lift myself up, the blood on the floor around me was gone. My leg had healed.

In these next few seconds, my body started feeling heavy, and my thoughts clouded over as if something was controlling me. I had very limited thoughts, and the only thing I could do was guide my puppet of a body.

No one had heard screaming, and aside from the mess still in the bathroom, it was as if nothing happened. As I was pondering, trying to figure out what happened, a voice I loathed ripped into my thoughts.

"Tom, go tell the guests that the party is over~."

//There was a better ending, but colors chopped it off and I had to rewrite it.//