With her foot tapping the floor as a means of distraction and the only thing keeping her company, Agatha stares around her, sighing for the nth time now. How many times has she watched waiters passing by her with trays of Champagne, some even offering to her but she had to decline, knowing that she had reached her limit, and is actually starting to feel a little tipsy.Just a little.Licking her lips, she watches as another waiter passes by her, before she clicks her tongue and makes up her mind."Fuck it." She mutters before grabbing one from the waiter and taking the smallest of sips.It won't hurt if I drink drop by drop...right?Foolish girl. Drop by drop or not, that doesn't change the quantity of alcohol in your system.And as she sips from her glass, she scans the whole crowd yet again, releasing another sigh.Wow. Never have I ever been a loner at a party. I own parties with my presence but look at me today. All because of Gustav's dirty little show."Fuck my luck." She mutter
Soralina steps out of the mansion in a sour mood. But sour as it may be, she does a pretty good job in masking it through a straight face, watching from the top of the stairs as the guests leave in their cars, the vehicles pulling out of the driveway one by one like train."When will I see you again?" Louise asks, but not to the one you are thinking, no. Not to Soralina, but to Agatha, the one with whom he had been engaged in a conversation throughout dinner.Agatha smiles, turning to her sister and letting her take the show from here. She has had her fill. "I don't know. But I'm sure Soralina here would love to pick a date."At the mention of her name, Soralina glances at Agatha with masked hatred, but when she spies Louise watching her, she puts on her fake sweet smile, turning to him as she intertwines her hands around his elbow. "You pick a date Louise! When do you wanna meet?"Agatha looks away with a smirk, knowing that this isn't what Louise was aiming for as he stutters uncomf
A knock sounds on her door, pulling Agatha from her trance. When she turns around, Romeo’s head peeps inside, looking at her. “Did you cause trouble again?”“I might have. Why?” Agatha replies, staring at Romeo as the man sighs looking at his feet before turning back to her. “That’s why. Boss whats you in his room. You better get going.”In his room?“In his room?” Agatha asks I out loud, finding it weird that he called her not in the office but in his room, that is just so…weird. “Yeah, now go.”Is he gonna kill me in his room?”“I-I’ll be there.” Agatha replies wearily, making Romeo close the door as she pulls her thoughts together.I said I would find a way to escape death today, but my mind is blank because I was busy thinking about the note. Should I just…go with it?“He won’t kill me for just calling him old, right?” Agatha asks herself, answering it at the same time. “No. he needs me for now. He won’t kill me just for something like that. Let’s keep that in mind.”So saying, A
“How did you like the Russo girls?”Jongil’s words have Louise blinking rapidly, completely confused with what his father meant by the question. “I-I don’t understand. Wh-““You did not understand or are you just too shocked to answer?” Jongil literally interrogates his son, making him trip over his own words. “No Ahboji I’m really confused. I don’t understand what you mean.”Jongil shrugs, looking directly at his son. “It is as the sentence goes. How did you like the Russo girls?”Okay. He is not going to elaborate at all. I just have to answer him.But it’s so awkward talking to your dad about such things!He’s never been this serious about any girls that I talked to. Why is this so important to him?“I uh…they-they were nice. I like talking to them-““Just nice?”Then what else do you want me to say? that they were hot, sexy and beautiful enough to grab everyone men’s attention present at the party?“Well…” Louise tries again, finding this interrogation terribly uncomfortable as he
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 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