The Childhood Of Raphael Sorel (A Soul Calibur Fan Fiction)Part 1

Raphael's diary extract
Dear Diary
Mother and Father have been fighting again, as lways. But it just seems to be getting worse. Sometimes, I sit on my bed and I hear plates and glasses smashing, Father yelling so much he sounds like he's going to explode, and Mother crying her eyes out. It's a hard life, living this way, but, as Ursula (My older sister)keeps on telling me, things will get better. Mother and Father will get along again, and we can go back to how it used to be. Before Chester (My younger brother) made Father go insane, before I tried to run away and ended up making it worse, before Father nearly killed Ursula, before it all...
9 year old Raphael Sorel was sitting on his bed, as usual, covering his ears, he was too frightened to listen to the fuss downstairs.
"Arthur!!!Please!!Stop this at once!!!!" Angelina cried, hiding behind a table,but her husband just wouldn't stop throwing glassess and plated at her. A glass broke on the fair haired woman's arm.
"ARGH!!!!" She screamed "Please!!!Stop!!You'll frighten the children!!!!"
Meanwhile, upstairs...
Raphael was still on his bed, with his face in his soft pillow, crying. He heard the faint padding of feet in the hallway and Ursula entered his room. She saw her beloved little brother crying and quickly walked over to himm and scooped the flusteredboy gently into her arms.
"Don't worry, Raphy..." She whispered softly to him and gently kissed his soft blonde hair. "Things will work out."
"Really?" The tearfull youngster asked questioningly
"You can count on it." Ursula winked at her little brother. Just then a louder, more terrifying scream was heard, a death scream. Chester came running down the corridoor and flung the door open.
"Hurry! You have to see this! It's urgent!" He yelled and ran back downstairs. Ursula put Raphael down, took his small hand and they ran downstairs after Chester.
"Ursula, I'm scared..." Raphael whimpered to his teenage sister.
"Don't worry, sweetie, it can't possibly be that bad." Ursula comforted, though she too was scared. She had an idea of what had happened, she just hoped she was wrong. Nervous sweat stuck her long burgandy hair to her face. They finally reached the kitchen, and were terrifiyed by what the saw. Ursula cupped one hand over her mouth and used the other to pull Raphael closer to her. He wrapped his arms around her waist on sobbed uncontrollably. There, laying infront of them, was Angelina, dead. Raphael slowly let go of Ursula and approached Angelina's mangled body. He knelt down and touched her face.
"M-M-Mother..." He stuttered in shock and sorrow. Ursulaapproached and huggedher little brother from behind. There was just one problem...
"Chester..?"