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
"It's easy." Blanche passed through the kitchen door with a waffle half-eaten and wireless earbuds were on her ears while listening to what Hent was instructing her. She has gotten another MTK, but this time, she swore to kill him to end his misery. She sat in the hotel living room and opened the folder with the information of Xian Cheng. "He always goes to the rooftop of his company at night and he was so concerned about his looks." The sun was setting down and Blanche ended her briefing with Hent, she stretched her arms and finished the rest of her waffles before grabbing her cardigan and stepped out of the hotel. The big Christmas was the main attraction of the hotel lounge, no doubt, it was covered with fake snow and was surrounded by a sting barrier that they'd opened on Christmas eve. &nb
"Mission Complete."As soon as Blanche heard Misha barged in her room and blurted that out, she snapped and jump to her feet and saw the grinning face of Misha."Great job, Misha." Astolfo stepped out of his room and smiled at Misha. "Just like what I expected you'd do. Swift."Misha replied with a nod and turned her head to Blanche. "How about you, seventy-two?"Blanche raised one of her brows in return. "Did you finish doing the memo I gave you?"Misha folded her arms across her chest, she sat on the red sofa and stretched her legs on the center table. "Why would I do that? I don't see why's that necessary."Blanche knew that something was wrong on the day Misha showed and blurted her accomplishment. Her mouth went agape, she never saw Moss after they'd finished their mission, yet she needed his presence mor