Katarina Alexander

I tap my foot impatiently inside the elevator sighing at the sight of the chaos established inside the apartment, they say that there is something bad inside every man as a result of the first sin, some are able to hide others if they let themselves be corrupted. Right now, all I can see is the broken man beneath the demon facade, every piece of broken glass across the room in contrast to the broken soul of my older brother, my shield. I entered the apartment calmly, ignoring the fear rising up my spine with the look of recognition from Giuseppe walking towards the one who needs me, who needs something to regain consciousness. When I pronounce his name I see the flame igniting the understanding passing through his eyes and deep down the pain corroding every feature of the man. In so many years, I've always watched each of the three assemble the perfect characters, fulfilling their obligations with honor, serving the organization even if it meant putting their own lives on the line. Th