A/N: This chapter is dedicated to spring_wolfy101

I promised her that I would publish chapters for this book today if she beat level 286 of Helix Jump, which she's not very good at.

We had 10 mins left of class and she had to beat the level before the bell rang.

She beat the level somehow, so thank her for the newest chapter in her character's POV.

Lola's POV

"How many times do I have to tell you, that hurting my brother wasn't part of the plan?" I snapped as I paced around the hideout.

"It's not like he's going to die." Cameron rolled his eyes as he threw a dart into the dartboard.

Right in the center.

"My brother is the ONLY person other than Zane that isn't allowed to get hurt, Cameron!" I said and sat in a chair.

"What's so special about Zane? Why should he be one of the only people left living at the end of this?" Cameron asked.

"Because hes--" My mind scrambled for the right word. "He's different."

Cameron rolled his eyes again and started writing something down on our list of ideas.

"I'm going to continue adding things to our plan. You should practice knife throwing. You have lousy aim." Cameron said and I growled.

"Shut up, midget!" I hissed.

"You're not that much taller than me, shrimp." He said with a laugh.

"Once my aim gets better, you will be my target practice." I snarled and gripped the handle of my knife until my knuckles turned white.

I went to the target room and practiced throwing my knives.

I looked at the practice dummy and imagined it as Cameron as I focused on the head.

I threw the knife and it hit the head of the dummy, slicing it open.

"Let me guess," Cameron said as he walked into the room. "Your pretending it's me again."

"Obviously." I said and he laughed.

"You have to return to school and gather more intel on everyone. We need to know their strengths and weaknesses if our plan is going to work." Cameron said.

I nodded. "Understood. I'll leave tomorrow morning and be back at exactly 17:00 tomorrow." I said and slid one of my knives into each of my boots.

"M'kay. Keep practicing your aim. It'll get better." Cameron said and walked off.

I growled in frustration after continuously missing the target.

"I'm going out for air!" I said and left to take a walk.

I walked back to town and called Sigherra.

"Hello?"

"How's Ein doing?" I asked.

"He's at home now. He'll be fine."

"That's good. I'll be home soon. I have to call Zane."

"M'kay. Seeya later."

"Later!"

I ended the call with Sigherra and called Zane.

"The person you are trying to contact is not available. Please leave a message at the tone."

I left a message then turned off my phone.

"Hey, Zane. It's Lola. If you have the time, we need to talk soon. If not, I understand, but just know that I need to tell you something important."

I started to jog home when I saw the tree where Zane and I met.

I went over to the tree and knelt down by the stone that was placed there in memory of Zianna.

I looked at her name engraved on the stone and wondered what it would be like if I met her while she was alive.

"I'll take care of Zane." I whispered. "I promise."

I stood up and walked home.

"Lola!" Ein exclaimed when I opened the front door and walked into the living room.

I looked around in confusion.

"Where's mom?" I asked.

"I'm right here." Mom said. "But... um... I have to tell you guys something..." She smiled sheepishly.

"What?" I asked.

"You might want to sit down." She said and I sat on the couch.

Ein sat next to me, and Sigherra went upstairs.

She knew this was blood related family business.

"Tell me once your done with your family meeting." She said and her door slammed shut.

Mom laughed nervously.

Her next words came so fast I could hardly understand what she said.

"Imnotreallyyourmom!" She exclaimed.

"Your not our mom? Are we adopted or something?" Ein asked.

"You aren't adopted. We're still blood related. I'm actually your older sister. When mom died after you guys were born... she told me to take care of you guys and make sure that you had me as a motherly figure." Mom--- Polar said.

"What did mom look like?" I asked, my voice strained.

M--- Polar showed me a picture of a girl with long blonde hair and dark blue wolf ears and a tail. Ein looks the most like her. All I seem to have gotten is the blonde hair.

"I'm gonna go." I said and stood up, unable to process the fact that Polar isn't my mom, but rather, my sister.

I saw Sigherra sitting at the top of the stairs and wondered when she left her room.

She looked at me with a poker face and went back into her room as I left.

She must suspect something.

When I got into the woods my phone started to ring.

"Hello?" I asked.

"Hey, Lola. Sorry I didn't answer your call earlier. Something cane up. I'm free to talk tomorrow afternoon. We can meet at that cupcake place you love."

"Sounds good. I'll talk to you later, Zane. Bye!"

I ended the call, turned off my phone and went to the hideout.

"You weren't gone that long." Cameron stated after glancing at the clock.

I saw that the list of ideas for our plan was larger and there were multiple broken pencils.

At the top of the list, I looked at the name of our plan.

                                          PROJECT DEATH

I'll admit, the name is dark.

Cameron came up with the name.

I went to my room in the hideout and listened to music.

After a few hours of listening to music, I fell asleep and dreamed of the plan Cameron and I have been working on since Aphmau and Melissa's murders.

I just hope the plan works...

PROJECT DEATH will cleanse this world of all the weaklings that cannot protect themselves.

Only the strongest will survive what we will bring upon this little world.

Cameron and I will be the only people that will survive the PROJECT DEATH plan.

A/N: Sorry the chapter wasn't that long. I'm still editing my other books. It was exactly 1000 words.

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