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Misha was stuck getting her hand out in the washing machine. She bleached her hair in midnight green color, although it might fade for a lighter color over time, she's satisfied with what it turns out like how she's satisfied how everything turned out in her life. Because she'll paint it on a different color before it fades. She knew Blanche or Cleo Martinez as she was, ever since she was little, she always looked up at her. Although they may be the same age, Misha was a lot smaller compared to all the agents they trained in the organization. The organization she relinquished half of her life with was white from the outside but black on the inside, as far as she could remember. Misha was one of the privileged agents who has the free pass to go in and out of the organization's main research station, it might be because her father was there but never mind those, she was one of the privileged, that's it.
Ace and Cleo looked up on the hill where the silver statue came from. There were ashes, black cinders were falling, it smelled like burned gas and rubber, and a huge fire smoldered a huge house. "That's the house of uncle." After Ace said that he ran onto where the fire was coming. Cleo followed but before they even got to the only house on the hill, another noise came in but this time, it was no mistake that it came from a woman. It was like a darkraven cries. The guttural scream of a woman could take a murder of crows away to the forest. "Auntie." The horror of the woman doubled when she saw Ace running toward her. She was surrounded by the same styled women like her, they're in sparkly, silky dresses and the woman Ace called auntie was in the middle of them, she was on a midnight blue strapless sequined dress, she wore a white faux fur shawl t
"That's it, Cleo Martinez." The last drop of rain has come and the sky started to clear up. It revealed the fresh clear blue sky of the morning as the darker ones rolled over and replaced it with much whiter, softer, and lovely clouds. The wound on the left forehead of Cleo Martinez ached as she listened to Astolfo's lecture. A shard found its way on Cleo's head. It was just a small cut on the forehead and Ace already apologized for it even though he doesn't need to, but he insisted because he forgot to cover her head when he was dealing with the window shards too. They pulled on a hospital where they were treated and he was probably asleep in his room by now, Cleo was in another room when she was summoned to the rooftop by Astolfo by a nurse with a strange clipboard. Despite what had happened that night, it was written in his eyes that he obviously wouldn'tand couldn't bought it. He balled his f
"You can't always do that, Blanche," a tall man in a big brown coat said, he was wearing a cowboy hat covering his blackhair with long fringes. Cleo nodded and took the hand he was offering for her to hold. They walked side by side and she saw how his red tassel tucked in his pocket shone from the light of the moon, he was one of the specials. Other kids call him Mr. Tassel because of the bright red tassel he used as a keychain for his flip phone. They ride on the back seat of a black sedan and Mr. Tassel signaled for the driver who wore on a two-piece black suit and was wearing shade even if it's night. "I'll read the rules for you, Blanche," the man said in a low commanding voice that Blanche can't help but pay attention to. He pulled a paper from his side and started reading what was in it. "You should
Things I know about him: 1. He's such a welcoming person (He lets everyone in his house). 2. He builds his identity well. (He works as a jester in a comedy club (The Drollery)). 3. He's childish (He likes watermelon, he rides all the rides in an amusement park, he likes Japanese food, and he wrote a contract about the master & helper agreement). 4. His family doesn't like him. 5. He has a brother (research about him and his family). Things you need to know about him: 1. If he's lying (about him being the Alas Crowne or just Ace Crowne). 2. If he's really a dad (He has an ex-fiancé, was it because he impregnated another girl that's why they broke up?). As Blanche read what she wrote on the note for Misha, she can't help but gave a sorrowful smile. Too many memories that can't be written for everyone else. Sometimes, there are thi
A peal of thunder was heard that indicated a bad weather. Blanche's frown grew deeper as time ticked on the grandpa clock near the kitchen, she couldn't fathom what she was thinking. She let go of Cleo Martinez, said goodbye to Ace Crowne, and went back to being seventy-two, the Blanche of the organization, all with accepting her fate in the process. The organization would not let this chance slip, certainly, they would tell the devil about this and made all the possible reasons just to eradicate the special. Blanche. The only absolute thing about her being in the organization was because the devil personally choose her to be in there and that she easily got to the second-highest position in the organization, she was also the youngest among her group, she's the most special possession they had. But that time had passed, she made a mistake and that corresponds to de
Being special has a real advantage, it's like being rich in a world of poor people. Stepping out or mingling with them means you have easy access, an easy pass because they would automatically entitled to look down on them, they put you on something that's higher than them, unconsciously. They automatically be wrapped on your fingers because unlike the privileged one, you leveled up and become the most special one, like a VIP or a CEO in a company, or being the brightest star. But one should know that a name must be written with the stars from the very start of a show, because if not then you'll be bombarded with questions and fierce glances. That's what happened to Blanche, instead of becoming a star like the specials, she became an asteroid, not one of them. Maybe Blanche took advantage of her position too much, or maybe she forgot to look back, like some others, she started on being an amateur, she started going down w
There's no doubt that he already impregnated lots of ladies, with his cheeky good boy look that comes a bad boy underneath. Girls loved to see that, and bonus because he's rich. Blanche touched the back of his neck, a splendor of coldness caressed her, and once again she was back to what she's doing since she was young. From the very first hunting spree to the last. Blanche found the same warmth on him when she traveled her gaze to his scared one. Just like him. It wasn't his fault why he turned out like this. He was just skin and bones that time but he has a happy teen spirit, at least before his father landed a punch on his face. "You're a disgrace to our family!" He touched his bruised cheek. His jaw turns numb after the blow made by his father, but what's more distressing was the fact that he doesn't know what hurts the most; w