Roman's POV

So today me and my brothers were out walking. We stopped near a cafe and just talked. So much had happened in the last few days. We had our first mission, chased a theif, learned that we couldn't remember the first 10 years of out lives, and found that we may have two other brothers. As we talked, a man ran passed. Patton reached out and grabbed him and asked if he was okay. The man pulled his arm away, then Pat started screaming! The man ran off but someone else showed up to try and help. Pat only stopped screaming because he passed out. The new guy offered to help us get him somewhere safe. Guess what! He looked like us! I asked him his name and he told us it was Thomas. While I picked up Patton, Logan explained everything to him but he said that he already knew. Thomas told us that he knew our past and everything so we walked back to our house to talk to him.

Which leads us up to now. I'm actually hiding in the bathroom to write this so I must leave. I wish to know what he has to say. Fair the well diary.

Virgil's POV

'Uhh midnight already?' I got up off the couch and made my way down to the bathroom. Remy's snoring was a good enough insurance that he was asleep. I opened the bathroom door and quickly changed into my "outfit" before leaping from the window.

*das time skip*

The shadow stood in front of me, arms crossed. "What did I do this time?" I inquired.

Don't play games with Anxiety. You know full well what you did and now the police are after you.

Okay first off, what did you do!?! Secondly, the shadow sounds different. Something isn't right.
I agree, something is definitely wrong. But play it cool.
Or kill him
'How about we don't kill creepy shadow guy.'
Fineeeee
"So who's that target tonight? Or am I robbing a bank again?" I watched the shadow closely. He was moving around to much, and he seemed to stiffen every time I spoke.

The target is in the file. Make sure you don't mess up again.

And just like that, he was gone but in his place was a file.

Name: Remus
Gender: Male
Occupation: None
Reason of Death: Natural
Fears: Shaving Cream

Shaving cream?!? What kind of a fear is that?!