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"You know that I was the one who killed her?" I ask while my head is arch down on his table. I hide face to my arms, silently crying.

"Yes," With a soft voice, Tito Yan brushes my hair. "I'm sorry for lying to you, Natsu."

"Why you never told me?" I spat my anger to him with full of accusations. "Why do all of you people keep on lying to me?"

"We thought that it's better for you not to remember it. We were trying to protect you."

"Screw that with some shits!" I bawled out. "I'm freaking tired hearing of that same old reason! Protecting me? From what? From my own fucking identity? The hell is with that!"

I couldn't stand it. And I just cried hopelessly.

"Why can't I remember it, in the first place?" I ask him, having a mad tone.

He sighs, "It has something to do with the brainwashing in your childhood. Will Nakajima deceived you. You told anyone that time what really happened inside the house of the Cain's, but it caused you a great trauma and guilt. Your parents suffered seeing you miserable, that's why they did what they need to do."

I never answered back. It becomes silent, hearing nothing but my silent pleas.

It's been two days since I discovered the truth. I have caged myself inside my room. I didn't go out.

There were times that Mom will bring me food and then tell me that she was so sorry. While me, I have kept my solitary agonies locked inside of my chests. I have hidden my melancholies to a smile and replied, "It is okay. I'll be fine, just give me some time . . . please."

My Mom would smile back at me and kiss my forehead. "Fine, then. Let's talk if you are ready."

I feigned a happy look and nodded at her.

Two days, I've been pretending to be fine. And then I realized that I have perfected being a liar.

Chance is right. I'm a professional liar.

"It hurts still. And I never told them how painful it seems. I never had the strength to tell my miseries." I clench my fists to avoid crying audibly.

"Hey, hey, Natsumi . . ." Tito Ian grabs my arms and tries to make me face him. "Look at me,"

"No!" I reply and bow down firmly. I can't show him my tears.

"Child, it's okay to cry showing your face. There's nothing to be ashamed of that." he calms me down; and after a while, I decide to look up.

As my hair is being messed up in my face, I wipe my tears and then face him. I sniff loudly, eyes glued on my lap.

"Look what happened to my beautiful summer." he prompts, "Those eyes are not meant to cry, they are meant to shine like the summer."

I'm aware of my look right now. My eyes are puffy due to my wailings all-day-night. I think, my nose is red. My lips are pale because I haven't eaten anything in this passed 48-hours.

"But I can't stop crying." I cry again. "My heart is broken three times in a row."

"I know you're hurting. If you feel pain, it only means that you're still alive."

"I don't want to be alive anymore." I answer, "My body should be paired with my dead soul."

"If your cries mean of the pain you feel being unloved, then you are wrong. Just take a look to Julius Caesar," Tito Ian says while wiping my tears with his fingers. "He stood still even he was still in the middle of a war. You should be the best warrior, Natsumi."

"But he was betrayed by the people he trusted." I say.

"I know. But in your case, did your family betrayed you?"

My mouth quivers as I try to answer yes. Yet I remember all the happy memories that we've been shared. And so I ended with a doubt. "I'm not sure."

"No, they never betrayed you." He answers for me.

"How can you say?"

Then he smiles, "Because you are their child. Because they love you. They did it just to protect you." I lift my gaze up as he pats my head. "I was there, Natsumi, when Quinn was cradling you with her arms as Niel was lovingly looking at you. They never told you that you were adopted, because they have forgotten that fact. You became their real child. And please do consider their feelings."

With his explanation, my head illuminates. It's like my dark mind refreshes a bit. My crying heart calms just for a little.

"I understand, Tito." I say, whispering. "And thank you."

"I'm glad you understand." he chuckles, "Don't let darkness overcome you, my little princess. I know you are stronger than this."

I smile. Even if it is small, but I know this time for sure, it's a genuine smile.

I stayed in his office until I think of the bright sides. Sir Ian Heijima leaves me here while he steps out to have his class.

Although I'm still emotionally wounded, I drag myself to school. I do not intend to lock myself in my room for a great while. I don't want the people who are dear to me to worry for just a lonely person like me.

It's 15:30 when I thought of going out of the office. I need air to breathe in. By the time I leave the place, Nathan is right in front of me with 2-meter distance.

I hurriedly look down. I don't know, but I'm ashamed of him.

I feel discomfort to my system because of Nate. I neither don't know what to say nor how to act. I know nothing what Nathan thinks of me now. He knows that I'm not a part of the family, instead a mere lost child moping inside the house of a powerful don.

I decide to leave the place without saying words. I open my mouth to say goodbye, but immediately close it. I'm weak after all.

My legs move, going to the direction opposite from him. Then I feel him solely walks away.

I continue walking, as the gap between us is widening.

My tears starts anew. Nathan is just so precious to me. It hurts just walk away without saying words.

I clinch my jaw as my feet stop on sauntering.

"Nate!" Out of mind, I call him. I'm yearning to talk to me with his hug. I'm shaking while biting my lips.

Nate also halts on his tracks, waiting for me to speak.

"I-I'm . . ." I say, stuttering. My heart hammers on my chest. I've never been this nervous when talking to Nate. Things have changed. It's not the same as before. But I will be strong now and say what's bottled inside of me. "I'm still your twin sister, right? That didn't change, right? We, as twins—"

I stop on mid-sentence, because a warm embrace shuts me. A familiar light arms are wrapped around me. My face is buried on a cloth with a scent of Nathan.

"You really are stupid, Hime!" Nathan blurts out. "Of course you are still my little sister! You're my most cherished twin! You're the half of my life, and I love you. My affection for you will never change, because ever since we were born, we are all ready together. Do you understand, Hime?"

My lips stretch in wide smile as though my tears are streaming on my cheeks. "Yes, Nate."

"Remember this," Nate soothes, nuzzling the top of my head. "I will break the walls that are covering not to sight the beautiful sides. We're not bonded by our blood, but I know that we're meant to be siblings. I will make you happy, Hime. Trust me."

"Mm," I hum as I nod. "I will lay my full trust on you, Nate. For you're only the one who never lied to me."

And so, the day ended peacefully. My pains are slightly lifted. At the very least, it lessens. I'm certain that everything will be fine. I know I can do it, because I'm not alone for this time.

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Another day has passed and of course, I'm still not fine.

I go to school, yes. I'm always with Nathan when going to school.

At this time, I'm in the soccer field. It's still class hours, that's why there no students here in this area.

I'm in school, but I never attend my classes.

Almost sixteen o'clock in the afternoon, and it's time to go home. The weather is great. Sunny, yet windy. I'm under the shade of a tree, sitting down with my head resting on my knees. My body is curled as my arms are hugging my legs.

I'm still lonely after all this time.

The wind starts to wave, taking my hair dances along with the wind. I'm just staring to nothing. And I don't know what I'm thinking.

Thoughts of a happy moments, turns into hurtful memories.

I've been broken three times. I was blamed for killing Chance's mom that caused our break-up. The secret that have hidden for about decades is exposed. I, being an adopted child of the Twain's, am hurt indescribably.

I have no idea what hurts the most. Being accused of an innocent murder, brokenhearted because of a relationship, or an abandoned child since I was an infant.

It hurts, until I lost my heart. Right now, my heart feels so empty, but still, it's heavy. I don't know what to feel.

Enough already. I won't listen to anyone again. Even with my own thoughts.

Later that day, while still bowing my head, I sense a presence beside me.

I arch my head up and peer the person in front of me, kneeling in one knee with a warm smile. Without knowing, my lips curve up with a grin. "Den." I address with a longing tone to my voice.

I missed him.

"Natnat," he gently calls my name as he takes my hand to his lips. "It's been a while since I talked to you." Dennis says, kissing the knuckles of my fingers.

"Me too, Den." I'm happy seeing him again. And magically, he makes me feel delicate already. His presence is like a sunshine.

I sit properly, while Dennis sits beside me, leaning back to the trunk of the tree. Wordlessly, he puts his arm to my shoulders and pulls me to his arms.

"I heard everything to Nate, Natnat." he says, and feel his nose on my hair. "I know it's hard for you, and I'm sorry for not being on your side when you're lonely."

"But you came. And now, you're on my side. That's why I'm truly happy, Den. I'm grateful."

And then he chuckles, "How's the sad days, Natnat?"

"It was dreadful." I answer. "And I longed to sleep forever to forget my sadness."

"Were you crying? Shaking? Were you scared?"

"Of course, I were. I don't think my tears stopped."

"So, in the middle of your distress, did you forget us?"

I pause to Dennis' question. Yes, I forget about them. That's regretful. I never talk anymore. And I know Dennis understands my silence.

"That's your mistake, Natnat." he remarks, "All of us are here for you. We'll protect you, because you are our dearly beloved, irreplaceable miracle. And here's my promise. I promise to protect your smile, even though by now, it is devoured by sadness."

I chuckle. My smile devoured by sadness?

"I'm speechless. No words can describe how happy I am. It's like, I'm blessed . . . having you in my life, Den."

"Hah, thanks, Natnat." Dennis replies, chuckling.

I stayed silent on his arms. Now I'm comforted. I've been seeking for a someone who will tell me that I'm not alone, being protected always.

"Hey, you two over there!"

I got surprised when there's man who interferes our . . . moment?

That's funny.

I collect myself and sit up straight. I gaze where the voice is coming from beside. Looking beside, I see Nathan walking irritably.

"You Rosen, you're hitting my sister already? She have just had her break-up!" complains Nate.

"Master Nate, I'm not hitting on her." Dennis reasons with a pouty look. "I'm just comforting her. Tell her, Natnat."

"Yeah, Nate." I chuckle and reach for Nathan's hand. Nate quickly pulls me up, and then brush the dirt on my skirt.

"Whatever." Nate snaps. "And by the way, good thing, you're here, Rosen."

"Bakit, Master Nate?" Napatingin ako kay Den. Master Nate?

Nate facepalms. He doesn't like the master whatever. "I need your help." and he sighs.

"Sure! I would gladly help! It's rare for you, Master Nate, to ask for help. I'm now fired up!"

"Don't be so triumphant about it, dumbass." Nate says blankly.

"What is what?" Then I question. "Is there something wrong?"

"Well, yeah." Nate replies, "There's an emergency. My gang has been kidnapped. I received a call from Justine. Good thing, he's safe."

"What? All of them?" I say, slightly alarmed.

"Yes, except for Skhy and Justine. Then the rest, they are abducted. Even Ellianna and Ashley."

"Kidding me!"

"It's real." Nate speaks in calm tone. "We need to rescue them."

"I'm coming with you."

"No." He says sternly.

"But, Nate!" I whinge, giving him a hopeful look.

"He's right, Natnat." says Dennis. "Just stay here and we'll rescue them."

"Absolute no. I won't stay here, doing nothing. I won't forgive myself if during my absence, something bad happens to them," I say with authority with my presumptuous look.

Nate sighs along with Den. "Is there something I can do, Hime?"

I grin. Now I'm in to the fight.

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"Justine, who are the fuckers who planned this?" Nate orders.

"Oh, right!" Justine faces his laptop and starts typing so fast.

Hah. Master Hacker.

"Based on my data," Justine says, "the one who kidnapped them is the Sakura shits."

I laugh. Baliw na Justine.

"This is a big trouble." Nate mutters.

"Yeah. And it's a pain in the ass." Skhy says boringly.

"As we all know, Sakura Company is infamous in making drugs, poisons, and other chemical remedies." Nate declares.

"And we've came prepared," seated beside Nathan, Dennis took an pouch containing syringes. "These are antidotes. If something horrible happens, you can use these and it can cure any kinds of poisons."

As Dennis explains the use of the syringes, we grab one of them. I hide mine inside of my breast pocket.

It's now dark, and we're already on the location where they are kidnapped. Thanks to Justine's hacking abilities and found the place immediately. We have already formulated a plan. And Nathan planned it. As expected to the great tactician.

We let some minutes to pass by before we infiltrate the building. Tago ang lugar, nasa kalagitnaan ng gubat.

Mga ilang sandali ang lumapas nang nagsimula na kaming umatake.

"Take care, Hime." Nate reminds me.

"You too," I answer before we get separated.

Too bad, Justine can't hack the system of the building. Justine's connections are jammed. At this time, he loses.

And we provided a plan for it. Someone will sneak inside the security room and then send Justine all the secret files he needs. This task is given to Shan.

While me, I need to get to the place where the gang are locked. I don't have any idea where. And this mission is a gamble. Looks like, I'll bet my safety to luck . . . or so-called miracle.

On my way to the place where my intuitions are taking me, a man guarding a door. I wonder, what's inside of that door.

It's also a problem how can attack him, where there's a surveillance camera above.

I'm out of luck. I hope Shan will succeed immediately.

I get out of the place, I need to be silent as much as possible. The mission will fail if ever someone saw me.

I start to run to the other direction. And I think, it's safe because I can feel no presence nearby. I'm also keeping out of sights of the CCTV's, moving on the blind spots.

Minutes later when I stop on my tracks. Few people are coming right over.

I guess I have no choice, I have to take them down. I hide my presence as I wait for them to come.

When they are about to come, the surrounding goes black. The lights are turned off.

I smirk. Shan surely works so fast. The heavens are on our side. Well, I guess.

I fastly draw my katana out of its sheath, quickly attacking the people I met on the corner.

I have to move fast. No time to dawdle. I continue running while guessing where the place they would take the gang. Usually, on the basement. Okay, I should go there.

I'm fine on the dark. I'm trained well, even though in darkness. Good thing, there are no people here.

"Hey, Nat? Can you hear me?" Sooner, Justine speaks on the transmitter placed on my ear.

"Aye, Justine."

"Good." he responds. "And yeah, Nat. I can't help you to find where Sean and other seems. The datas are not yet fully downloaded on my laptop."

"I understand." I answer. "I will wait for you, then. Or rather inform you when I found them ASAP."

"That would be a great help. I'm counting on you."

"Okay." I say, and the conversation is off.

I open the door of the basement. And it is still dark, but I can feel some presence inside.

When I enter inside, it is dark and silent. Minutes after when the lights goes on again. Okay, this is it. Fighting time.

I continue walking cautiously. I never know what happens on my next following steps.

Whilst continue walking, someone hits on head with a heavy thing!

It causes me land on the floor, body flat.

"Damn it!" I screech in pain. "It hurts, damn you!" I cursed incredibly horrible.

And on cue, I hear a female voice laughing scornfully. "How's my surprise attack?" She mocks.

"Heh," I scoff, trying to stand up. "I never liked surprises, you ass-faced woman." I exhale and nod my head up as I kneel on the floor. Damn, I felt so light-headed just for a while.

I look in front. And I get stunned and surprised.

What I have been looking for are just here, locked inside the cages of steel bars. I subconsciously press the transmitter. I have to inform Justine that they are here.

"J-Justi—ahhhh!" I scream anticipatedly again when I received a one hell of a painful kick on my ear area.

Damn. It hurts. There are irritating rings and buzzes in my head. Just fuck.

"Huh, trying to call one of your friend, Young Twain?" she sneers. "I have predicted all your plans, and I will make sure that you won't succeed."

I compose myself. And once again, I'm knelt on the floor. "Who are you, by the way, huh? And how dare you to destroy my transceiver?" I say and pick my transmitter. It is cut in two.

"Oh, nice to meet you." she chuckles. "I'm the one who rules this Mafia."

"Great. I met the big fish already." I mutter. She still looks so young and lunatic. A woman dressed in white. A doctor of poisons.

I stand up, walking where they are imprisoned. I need to buy time, so I have to start a chatter. "And let me guess, your name is shitty Sakura."

"How dare you to insult me and my name?"

I smirk and angle my head, 90° to the right. I gaze at her evilly, "So what? It fits you." and laugh slowly.

Napatawa naman siya sa akin at nag-iba ang kanyang aura. "You are not disciplined well, lady. And I think, you need manners."

"Oh, please do so." I answer, "But before that, I want know why these people are terribly hurt?"

I ask. Looking down to these people who are wounded. Ash and Elli, are sleeping, maybe because they can't contain the pains. Bruises and scars are all over to their fragile bodies. While the men, they are as well injured and beat severely.

I look at Chance. He's awake, gazing coldly at me. I sigh. He can't still forgive me. I peer next to Sean, Kieffer, and Yaehl. I give them a small grin, "I'm sorry," and mouthed.

"Oh, that? I got bored waiting for you, that's why I entertained myself beating them."

"Huh, woman, you are not disciplined well." I say, picking my sword. My heart is pounding so hard with anger. "Haven't you heard that human are not toys to be played like that?"

"Interesting, Young Twain!" This woman yells back. "Have you heard your question? Don't tell me, you haven't done that thing? For all I know, every reapers' hobby is to have fun by playing people's life?"

That hits me many times, but I can't help but to laugh. To laugh evilly. "Why not?" I speak as I sense my dark aura coats the atmosphere. "It's fun, right?" Then I laugh again as my eyes shrink because of my bloodlust.

"Ha-ha! I know that you would agree with me!" The woman says back and then she attacks.

I run fast to her direction, and she's holding a gun, pointing the people behind the bars. She's laughing diabolically and pulls the trigger thrice.

And it's too late for me to defend her attacks. I don't want them to get hurt, so I catch the three bullets using my body.

I have to protect them, even if it costs my body.

I fall on my knees again, still raising my sword.

"Wearing a bullet proof vest, huh?" she titters.

"You . . ." I groan. Although I'm wearing a vest, it still hurts. "You can kill me as many times as you want. But never try hurt them."

"Applauses," she adds, "but someone who takes life as you will never save someone."

I don't know, but it makes me pissed. Glaring at her, I stay silent. That's offending.

She laughs mockingly, "Remember this, Young Twain, you are not meant to be a saviour. Your talent is only for killing people."

"Shut up!" I say angrily.

"Take this advice as your superior. A flower who was born in darkness, meant to live in darkness."

"You've said enough." I speak in a deadly whisper. "Let's just end this immediately."

"Hah! I'll make sure that I will be the victor!"

Not replying her words, I start running again. And at this time, she attacks the same.

I'm carrying my long blade. While she have her gun. I'm certain that I can kill her. By stabbing her heart.

Little by little, the gap between us is narrowing. Whatever happens, happen.

"Die." I mutter in a sinister whisper. I'm now facing her.

And in just a second, the clash is started. With my one powerful strike of my katana, her gun gets sliced in two.

A sword is mightier than a gun.

I smirk a little with my murderous intent. I quickly grab my knife with my free hand, and then tried to stab her.

And I did. I stabbed her heart.

But why it is so simple?

"You lose," the doctor of poison groans as she vomits blood.

No, it is not simple. She only sacrifices herself to kill me.

My attention is fixated on stabbing her. And I think, she notices it.

I look down on my right leg. She's holding a small gun, and little did I know, I was shot with a syringe.

"Sakura Company is infamous in making poisons . . . "

With my shaking hand, I push the knife deeper to her heart.

She laughs. A laugh of triumph. And she falls down on the floor.

The poison is quickly spreading to my body. I can feel it. My body is shuddering. And I feel so cold. My chest is hurting and I can't breathe. My sights are blurring and becoming double. There's something rising on my chest and I feel like I want to vomit.

Unable to contain the rising sensation on my system, I vomit blood.

And without knowing, my body collapses on the floor.

My body convulses. I'm catching my breaths. I'm panting. Bloods splatters on the floor. And I'm dying.

I look like a pathetic animal hanging on life.

Shit. I never wish to die feeling more pain. I want an instant death.

Damn. I'm not going to make it . . . I'll be a cold body in just a minute.

I closed my eyes. Is there's something to believe? I think, nothing. Even for a miracle.

"My, my." Someone utters, "I have never seen a crushed miracle in my whole entire life."

That's what I heard while my consciousness is still active.

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