After dinner, the man left the table after kissing his wife goodbye and wasn't seen for the rest of the afternoon meanwhile the wife left out the door to the left, just leaving Sunny. Not sure on what he should do, he decided to wonder the mansion, if he learnt the layout, he might have a better chance of living here, somehow. He walked, and walked, without really having an aim before one hall had a feint sobbing, going to the partly opened door, he saw a more bruised Mari being tended to by her mother whilst being comforted. It bewildered Sunny on how such a cruel man, could get such a lovely wife. Never the less, he decided to not interrupt the family bonding and continue wondering. A long time has passed, or has it? Sunny is unaware how long he's been walking but he does know that isn't tired, yet. But as he is zoned out, a firm hand grasps his wrist, turning around, Sunny sees an unimpressed Father looking down at him. "What are you doing up" he boomes seeming to try and intimidate the child. "Just walking, what are you up to?" Sunny responds rather absentmindedly, you could almost see into his eyes through to his brain with how hollow his eyes were. "You were ment to be in bed an hour ago" he says, slower, but slightly wavering with the look Sunny is giving him"Oh, I'm not used to having a time to sleep, | usually just wait until | pass out" Sunny responds, in the same bubbly voice as if he didn't just state something terrible. And then the Father goes on to explain that the head maid is ment to come and collect him to drop him off at his room. We'll Sunny doesn't remember any maid talking to him except the one who took him to the dining hall, and he started that conversation. The Father then grabs his wrist again and starts pulling him again. "You know | can walk myself" Sunny says, he does understand why this man loves grabbing people. "So you don't run or be slow" The man states, going back to his cold demeanor "You ignored my question earlier, how was your day?" Sunny asks once again, but to his surprise he doesn't respond "Why are you ignoring me?" Sunny persists, seeming to dislike being ignored and the lack of conversation.It isn't before long before Sunny speaks again, but surprisingly the man doesn't blow up, he keeps his temper, and decides that his wrath will be directed at someone else. "Samantha!" The man shouts making the middle aged women jump, the look in her eyes is like she is recalling everything she did that day. "He was supposed to be collected an hour ago to get to bed." He says in a low tone, Sunnys thinks its the same one he used earlier just more harsh. "I'm sorry Mr Wells, | have it seen to imediet-" she begins to apologies but soon a hand slaps her sentence short "| give you a roof over your head and food on your plate, AND THIS IS HOW YOU REPAY ME?" He screams and begins relentlessly beating the maid Sunny, not sure on what to do just watches, and a small snowball begins rolling in sunnys mind. Years later and Sunny is 14 and training with someone his father hired, this is his favourite person to spar with, a grappler, they take turns trading blows and grabs but the trainers metal arms over power sunnys meat arms and he pull him into submission. Soon Sunny taps out before being released "Damm, those arms are really the issue here." Sunny states stretching after being released from the vice that are those metal arms."Your getting to the point where technique won't beat you, well, my techniques and I just have to overpower you" The trainer says He's a big man, ragged hair and metal arms, he specialises in grappling and general boxing, his name? lan Jock "Ya know, I've been thinking" Sunny says, stopping to think over his sentence "Ya know any good ripperdoc's?" Sunny finishes, looking at lan seeming to have kept the innocent eyes from his childhood "Why, what cybernetics you looking at?" lan begins "If your after arms, your young body wouldn't handle them well" he continues, a smile on his face due to the contagious disease that is Sunnys smile "No, no, nothing like that, just something small"