Flashbacks:One Year ago:Soralina pants with sweat rolling down her face and her arms and every single skin in her body, her hairs a matted, sticky mess as she continues to practise her punches with Lucian while he dodges them easily but not as easily as before.In time the girl has got quite good, almost coming to the level of her sister. A little more practise and they might both be the same."Good good, keep doing like this." Lucian says as he raises his arms to block the punches that keep coming at him.What feels like hours later do the duo finally come to a stop before slumping down on the floor with bottles of water in their hands, drinking greedily.After they are done, Lucian turns to look at the girl with a proud smile who has her head slumped down in tiredness. "You are doing pretty good these days. You are getting better.""Good." Soralina says in straight voice. "But not good enough."This has Lucian’s smile disappearing, making him sigh. "Take it slow Soralina. One step
As instructed by Soralina, the skinned body of Mr Monroe hung in the black market for three days. Well, it would have stayed longer if the corpse would have been with its skin and not just flesh which was rotting faster than a bird flying.And the stench was just awful that people had stopped coming to the black market. It was only after Soralina had made sure that their enemies received the message did she order to take the body down, asking it to be burnt and disposed away.And in the next few days, that was all the people could talk about. The feared Russo twins and their inhuman nature."She did what?" Louise asks in the breakfast table with his family as Bianca narrates the story. "What else? Skinned him, and then hung him in the Black market for all to see.""Soralina did that?" Louise asks yet again, making his father look up from the paper he is reading, studying his sons surprise.He must be having second thoughts about his plan now.Bianca nodes, unable to put a bite of her
Word about the skinned man never spread out around the country, let alone to the whole world. And that only wasn’t thanks to the great bribing skills of Dillas, but because of Cameron’s influence in the political world now. In fact, word never got out of Milan to be exact.Agatha brushed her hairs leisurely as Romeo explained her how the process had gone, while she stares at her reflection without much thought, completely dazed out.“…and Mayor Cameron said to be a little cautious for the time being, as the midea is still prying on the matter and are searching for loose ends. Agatha maybe- Agatha? Agatha are you even listening?”“Romeo?” Agatha says in a dazed voice, still staring at her reflection with her hair brush simply brushing through her hairs. “Do you know what day it is tomorrow?”Romeo frowns, looking away from Agatha as he tries to wreck his brain for the answer. “I…I don’t know. Is it something important?”Agatha’s hands stop whatever they are doing, and she glances at Ro
As Agatha makes her way out of the dining hall, she feels someone following her, but doesn’t bother to turn around or to stop. She keeps walking on, the hairs behind her neck standing up as she feels the person getting closer and closer. By the time she reaches her floor and is almost about to open the door to her room. She feels her sixth sense tingling, like as if there is some kind of threat.Without warning, she turns around, just in time to grab the stalkers out stretched hand and bend it, making the person yelp in pain while she doesn’t let go. Her face set in a fighting stance, she kicks the person with her knee on the back, making them twist uncomfortable before landing another kick with her foot on the back of the persons knees, making them loose balance and fall on their knees, kneeling.Agatha huffs, completely shocked to see the person try something so crazy and immature. “And here I thought you were getting better. I knew better than this when I was the age of eleven, and
Agatha stares at her reflection in the mirror with parted lips, her black full sleeve dress hugging her frame that has a long v neck. She plays with the anklet around her neck unconsciously, he head tilted sideways.It's my birthday today. Agatha thinks to herself, her long black nails almost scratching her neck which forces her to withdraw her hand from her amulet, picking up her bright red lipstick instead. I turned twenty today.And so did Soralina.Her hairs are pushed back, not even a single strand in the front and her eyeliner done ever so boldly, giving her the impression of a Queen. Behind her is a floor length black cloak that flutters with every movement, silver chain earrings in her ears but her neck is bare, save for the anklet she never takes off.There's a knock in the door and Romeo steps in, taking a look at the girl before saying, "The guests are starting to arrive. Boss wants you down to greet them."Having finished applying her lipstick, she places it down but doesn
The party is in full swing by the end of the night. The youngsters dance and cheer with the birthday girls, enjoying to their hearts content and getting wasted while the elders take it to a more democratic level, leaving the youngers to their own party and moving on the another party hall. And by the end of the night, it is not only the party that is in full swing, but the drunken guests as well.With the main birthday ceremony over and gifts already received, the youngsters now enjoy to the beats of the DJ, shaking their hips to the rhythm of the music with alcohol high in the air. The lights in this part of the house are dimmed, giving it more of the night club vibes.Agatha has left her cloak somewhere on a chair, dancing to her hearts content with the rest of the guest's, until she is noticed by someone.The guy slowly makes his way towards her, standing right behind her as he slowly dances to the music along with her, trying to sync their bodies together. And as Agatha gets intox
From where Gustav stands with a champagne glass in hand, he watches as Jongil and Bianca slow dance with the rest of the ladies and their husband, while the main host himself is left all alone with no company.Out of nowhere, Cameron shows up beside Gustav, noticing the man staring at the couple. Having been his friend for so long and Jongil’s best friend, he himself had no idea about the secret feud between the two families, which actually started their rivalry. Perhaps because he was Gustav’s friend that Jongil did not say him to keep a mole in the Cross Sword, and Gustav must have done the same for the same reason as well.“So it’s just you and me again, huh?” Cameron says with a chuckle, catching Gustav’s attention. “Just like in every other parties. But at least you have a family to keep you company.”Gustav all but wants to roll his eyes at the last statement. Yeah right. The sweetest family ever.“Mikalis?” Gustav calls his friend, his still trained on the duo. “Why did you nev
Soralina holds Louise’s hands as she pulls him up the stairs, up to her room, all the while the blush that reached all over her face never leaving, shyly looking down at the floor while Louise only smirks to himself, feeling like his plan is coming into motion.As the two reach the their floor, Soralina walks towards her door, making Louise turn his head around and stare at the door opposite hers, knowing to whom that room belongs to.I can’t believe I’m thinking this but…I miss her. I miss Agatha. Even after what she did to me.Then his eyes travels the length of Soralina’s body, his smirk disappearing.I wish…it was her, Agatha. I wish it was Agatha leading me on instead of her sister.What the fuck am I doing? This is so messed up!The sane part of Louise is saying that this is wrong, that whatever he is planning isn’t good. You don’t hook up with the sister of the girl you like. That is just…wrong.But the more evil and sinister part of Louise is reminding him of the duty to the D
Agatha stares at the sleeping figure of Theo on the bed, no real emotions crossing her face. Unlike the hospital room that she received when she came in the Scorpio Venom Society, all plain white, Theo’s is different. There’s a whole forest painted in the walls with baby elephant’s and giraffes and monkeys and every other forest animal, smiling and playing within themselves. Her bed is just the same, and so is her nightgown. And as Agatha sits there staring at her daughter, she feels like she is staring at a younger version of herself. You look so much like me, and yet, when you open your eyes, you look like that damned man. Like your father. Thinking to herself, she doesn’t even realize when her hand moves to her neck as she grabs the anklet, playing with it in between her fingers. And just as she does that, she remembers a certain someone, feeling like it was only yesterday that she met him and kissed him in his soft lips as he held her in his arms and comforted her. Pulling the a
Silence prevailed all over the room as Agatha finished her story, stalking around the room and looking at all of Louise’s belongings with a blank face. but just because she is blank does not mean the others are, especially not Soralina.“After that, Lucian and I stayed in the America, watching your every moves, making sure you were always protected and out of trouble. Lucian made sure to check on you while I…I looked after my daughter.” Agatha concludes, stopping right in front of Louise’s desk as she notices something she hasn’t seen for six years, something that was stolen from her by Louise.Soralina stares down at her legs while Theo makes her way to her, clutching Soralina’s hand. “So…Xavier is…alive?”Agatha turns to look at her sister, slowly nodding her head as she takes the anklet in her hands, the one Louise stole from her when he drugged her. “He is very much alive. In fact, he is even listening to us right now.”Louise head whips towards Agatha, making her point her ears.
Xavier...is alive?How...How is this possible?Xavier was dead. He died as a baby. He..."No." Agatha breathed out, shaking her head continuously. "You are not Xavier. Xavier is dead. He died at infancy even before I was born. Don’t you fucking lie to me!"The anger and hatred in Agatha's voice had Xavier tilting his head sideways in amusement. "And who told you that little sister?"Silence."Gustav?"Yeah. But I won't tell you that.Xavier chuckled to himself, shaking his head. "Since when did you believe anything Gustav ever said? So far, everything he told you turned out to be a lie. What made you still believe in it?""I...I..." Agatha stammered, wanting to doubt Xavier’s words and tell him he was trying to manipulate her but she didn’t. Because deep down she knew he was right. Gustav lied about everything; he could have lied about this too."No he didn't. This was the only time he was actually honest with you."What?Agatha's head whipped to the man with a glare set in her face,
Flashback:Agatha lied there with her back pressed to the rock hard earth, her heart beat slowly disappearing but her pulse remained. She drifted from in and out of consciousness, not knowing how long she was there and when death would come to her and take her away already.She knew Soralina had been there and was already gone, hopefully to take care of Theo. But what she didn’t understand was, why she was still alive.Just as she believed she was taking her final breath with her beating finally ceasing, she heard the muffled voices of men from a distance, or more like they were bear her, she just couldn't sense dye to her body shutting down."She's here. Boss! We found her! She's here. You don't have to come up." Someone was whisper yelling like as if scared to be heard.Agatha's head moved to the side, wanting to know what was going on around her until the face of a man zoomed in on her, eye brows knitted together in worry."Is she even alive?" Another said, joining his companion. T
Soralina stares at her sister, her eyes turning wide with shock and horror at the sight of the girl she thought was dead for the last five years. Her lips remain parted in surprise, voice giving up on her while Agatha finally turns her attention away from Louise, before they feel on Soralina. Green eyes colliding with blue.So…you are the greed eyed hooded figure? The two of you?You were the ones saving me this whole time? Watching over me?Slowly but surely, Agatha’s lips morph into a smile as she walks towards the girl, looking down at her. “Hello sister.”“A-A-Agatha?” Soralina whispers, her hands rising up as she gently touches her sister’s cheeks as if checking to see whether she is real or not. Agatha smiles sincerely, her own eyes getting glassy as she holds onto Soralina’s hands letting it reach her cheeks. “Yes, me.”Soralina huffs, disbelief never leaving her as the first of her tears start to drop, making Agatha tear up as well. “It’s…you?”“No one else but your twin, Lina
USA, 2022,Shock and horror registers in Louise's face as his jaw drops down, his eyes staring at anything but Soralina and the little girl beside him.He staggers backwards, his breathing getting laboured as he takes in Soralina's story. "No. No you are lying. This is not possible. Agatha and I never...We never...""Never what Louise?" Soralina asks in a deadbeat voice, already done wiping her tears after remincing her past life. "Never made love to Agatha?""I...""Of course you didn't. You don't do things nicely." Soralina replies with bitterness in her voice as her eyes get darker. "What you did, was rape her."Louise's head shoots up in light speed, finally understanding what Soralina means. He remembers that time, the time he drugged Agatha and made love to her. He remembers it because that was the only time he ever got to do it, and it remained memorable.But what he didn't know, is that she was pregnant after that."Of course you didn't know it. Because Agatha isn't crazy to t
Present day:Words failed Soralina as she sat there with Agatha's limp body in her arms, feeling numb all over. It has been only thirty seconds since Agatha passed away, but to Soralina it feels like decades, centuries, as she feels the bond between then being severed, detached, removed.Above her she can hear the echoes of the battle which is soon coming to an end, with one side only alive now to be the victor. And a part of her already knows who it is.Slowly but surely, Soralina gently places Agatha's head down in the hard rock floor, brushing her stray hairs from her face as she sucks in a deep breath, willing herself to move and not start crying again."Goodbye, my other half." Soralina said, feeling her usual excited heart beating now being just a mere thudding in the chest, just like every normal human being. Because the one that held that excitement in her heart, is now gone.Not wasting another second, Soralina tears her eyes from her sister and stands up, knowing another sec
“Here, drink this.” Sister Aria said as she offered Agatha a bottled mango juice, making the girl smile at her. “Thank you. Where is Sister Nina?”“She is getting your reports checked.” Sister Aria replied, taking a seat beside the girl in the waiting room while Agatha nodded. This made Sister Aria turn towards her, tilting her head to get a better look. “You did a great job Agatha. I’m so proud of you.”A tight lipped smile appears in Agatha’s lips as she touches her belly, listening to the soft heartbeat of her daughter. Sucking in a deep breath, she said. “Do you think I can do it? be a mother?”Sister Aria smiled at her sincerely, rubbing the girls back. “Aww my dear, of course you can. What makes you doubt so?”“I have never even spared a glance towards a baby, let alone take care of one.” Agatha replied earnestly before turning to stare at her palms as she said softly. “I kill people Sister Aria. I don’t protect.”The young girls words broke the lady’s heart, wishing to somehow
Three Months Later:With angry steps, Agatha stormed inside Sister Aria’s room, finding the lady with a bunch of more nuns including Sister Nina. One look at her glaring face and the nuns stood up once by one, getting out of the room safe for Sister Nina and Aria.Agatha stormed forward and without waiting to beat around the bush, she got to the point. “When are we going?”“Going where Alexandra darling?” Sister Aria asked, although she had a clear idea of what Agatha was talking about. And judging by the fuming glare in her eyes, she knew Sister Aria knew too. “Don’t play dumb. You know what.”“I’m afraid I don’t.” Sister Aria finally looked up at Agatha with a smile plastered on her face and this only made the young girl even more angry. “Fine! When are we going to the hospital to abort this thing!?”The smile left Sister Aria’s face but Agatha didn’t care the least. “That, is not a thing. It is your child, and you are its mother. Just because we call it an ‘it’, doesn’t make it a t