"I killed a man, he was trying to touch a little girl, I felt it was wrong, so without giving it another thought, I took out my pistol and got up from my seat. The train was crowded so I decided to go near him. I grabbed his head, pressed the pistol on his forehead and loaded every bullet into his skull. Everyone around me ran in a corner, I remember hearing sirens. The train stopped and the gates opened. Everyone ran out and policemen marched in.

I remember being in the court, them showing video clips of me shooting that man. Them covering up my head in black cloth, people yelling my name standing outside the court, demanding justice for me when I myself agreed that I killed him. I remember waking up in a prison cell.

I stayed there for another three years, peacefully. Until I meet X. He looked around my age back then. He was walking beside the jailer, he looked at me. And my cold blood went burning.

His blue eyes were shining in the grey candlelight, my bed was red, and he whispers into my ears, "Wanna kill the jailer?"
"Aren't you both friends?" I ask him.
"Not as close as us," He passed my old pistol to me, his face disappeared in the dark.

We were cursed.

The next thing remember was light on my face, the wind screaming in my ears that I was finally free, red bloodstains on my orange prison uniform and a clear road ahead of us. It was a roofless car, my hair was flowing as I stood on my seat while he drove.

We moved from town to town, cheating on every bank and causing chaos. Whoever tried to trace us down or follow us, disappeared. We met Jake, a con man who would make sure our real identity remained hidden under makeup. In one lifetime, we were businessmen who wanted to set up a firm, a merchant from far away, or just tourists. And every time we cheated them, we ran away.

Until finally, we cheated on Jake. The police caught him, so X and I went to free him and killed him on our way, carrying his corpse to New York in our car trunk. We grew together, from rags to villans. I told him about Ben, and so started our plan to capture him. From the X-DROIDs to the war, to now, we did it to him. He did everything to save himself, but he could never outsmart us and now there he is, fighting for life and death every minute.

I have been a traitor,
But as cold-blooded as I am, I still don't feel an ounce of guilt,"

Lupin looked at her, he had just taken a bath and his hair was still wet. Veronique sat on her bed. He laughed, "You've got a dangerous side to you,"
"Yes, I am nice to everyone and they still betray me. But I am kind enough to lay them in their grave after killing them, rather than just throwing them down the drain,"

Lupin got goosebumps all over his body, "Of course,"
She smiled at him, "You won't leave me, right?"
He looked into her eyes, 'I do not want to do this anymore,'
"I can't guarantee it. Even if I don't leave, it is you who might leave. You don't know me that well. If you feel something towards me it might be just infatuation. You've known me for only two weeks, people can't fall in love in two weeks,"

"...But you are perfect," She said.
"See, you're mistaken there. I am not perfect,"
"I mean...Everyone has their idea of perfection,
Mine just happens to be you"

Lupin looked at her. She got from her bed, pulled his face closer to her and kissed him gently. She moved her lips away from him, he looked at her,
"I've never really liked aggressive women," He said.
She bit her lips and looked down, "But," He grabbed her hair from the back of her head and pulled her towards him, pressing her forehead on his, looking into her eyes, "I'll make you an exception since you're a good kisser. I liked that," He kissed her neck.

She closed her eyes and wrapped her arms around his neck. He felt giddy and hot as leaned in towards her. She pulled her neck back and looked at the stars in the sky through the window with tears in her eyes.
"Lupin," She covered her mouth. He got up and removed his shirt, "Am I hurting you?"
"No," She blushed as she looked at him.

He smiled, "What are looking at?"
"You're so pale, you look like the moon,"
He smirked and pressed his forehead on her shoulders, he looked at her from the corners of his eyes,

"Good, so you'll remember this every time you look at the moon,"

She dug her nails into his flesh,

'Your words touch my soul deeper than your body can,'

. . .

Lupin opened his eyes in the morning and turned to look at her, sleeping beside him. He pressed his forehead, 'What the fuck have I done?'
She opened her eyes, "Lupin?" He was standing topless at the balcony in his peach coloured trousers. The white curtains waved in the gentle breeze. There were nail marks and fingerprints on his back.

Veronique got up from the bed and touched her mouth, "Lupin,"
"Oh, you're up?" He had a glass of water in his hand and was busy thinking. He didn't plan on doing what he did last night. His friends trusted him with something and he let his desires surface over logic. He knew he wasn't going to stay with her anyways then why did he do that? His respect for himself had fallen. He felt ashamed of himself.

But then something struck his mind, how did they know about Ben? Had Ben exposed himself to someone else besides Slaine and his friends? And if he did, why would he do that?

"I want to tell you something," She said.
"Go ahead,"
'Please, just break ties with me. So I don't have to feel bad about leaving you,'

"Turn back,"
Lupin turned back and dropped the glass of water from his hand. Veronique's skin lay on the floor while she floated in the air, her hair looked like bright, luminous fibres of white silk and her body glowed bluish-purple, with constellations drawn all over it. Blue energy waves surrounded her and her eyes were white, "I'm not a human,"

Lupin's body had frozen. He just stared at her without batting an eye. She just looked like Ben, "I'm from this planet called Kelgester,"
She stepped on the floor and walked towards Lupin, she held his hand in hers, "What do you think? How do I look?"

Her hands were cold.
He didn't care what she looked like, all he knew was that she wasn't a human.
And he had sex with an alien the previous night.

He wanted to push her away and run back to the past. He was done with this bullshit, he couldn't take any more of it or his head would explode. But then he remembered what Ben had told, being around a Kastrian means the spread of an infection, he got intense with one, so would that mean he now had her powers?

He looked into her white eyes,

"You look nice,"
She smiled, "I was afraid you'd reject me,"
"No...Why would I?... By the way, what are your-"
'Wait, if I'd ask that she would ask me how I know she had powers and that'd fuck everything up,'

"Hmm?" She looked at him,
"Why did you tell something like this to me?" He changed his question,
"Because," She smiled, "I trust you.

I love you,"

His goal was achieved, he had to seduce her, and he did. But something inside him was so sad, it made his entire chest feel empty.

-To be continued

Veronique
5500 Rebellion