Fear creeps its way into Soralina as she whimpers lightly, watching the killer of her brother stalk towards her before placing a finger under her chin and lifting her head up."Hmm. Pretty. Really very pretty. But you see, that's the problem." Angela says with a mock pout as she lets go of a trembling Soralina, her eyes brows pulled down in fake worry. "I don't like anything that is prettier than me."What the fuck is this psychopath saying?"I don't like it that you are prettier, so I have to do something about it. Oh! You have a twin sister too don't you? Xander did say he had two twins’ sisters. Is she just like you? In looks, I mean? Is she as pretty as you?" Angela asks in disgusting curiosity, her eyes twinkling with interest which only makes Soralina whimper in fear."If so, then that is just too bad. I will have to deal with both of you. I really don't like it when something is much better than me. So do you know what I do to people that are much better than me?" Angela asks,
“Are you ready?”“Shouldn’t I be the one asking that?”“Then why aren’t you?”“Are you ready?”“No. Not really.”“Great.” Augustus sighs, running his fingers through his hairs while Agatha shakes her head, chuckling. “Never in my life had I thought I would be this nervous to meet someone. Seriously.”The duo are sitting inside Agatha’s car, dusk had already fallen and Augustus sister was already waiting for them in the said location. And yet the couple cannot get rid of their nervousness, Agatha most of all.“Hey,” Augustus says, grabbing her hand and making her turn towards him. With determination in his eyes, Augustus says firmly. “I’m with you, so don’t worry. You are great, so show your greatness to my sister and she will like you eventually.”Agatha gulps, staring from Augustus eyes to his lips before chuckling, trying to get rid of the serious atmosphere. “Bold of you to assume I want your sister to like me. I know I’m great, and no one can resist me.”This makes Augustus smile
Bang!The sound of the shot going off rang throughout the whole place, making a certain pink head flinch as she watched with parted lips. Smoke escaped the gun that just fired the shot, the hands that held it trembled as the owner stared at the lifeless body of Augustus Rimbro hitting the floor with a thud.Beside Soralina, Lucian breaths through his mouth, eyes staring with horror at the gruesome murder that just took place. He holds Soralina’s shoulder in an attempt to comfort her, but what he receives in return scares him even more. A numb Soralina.Gustav smirks, breaking the long silence that had settled when he starts clapping excitedly, as if the biggest victory just reached him. “Bravo Agatha! You did it! You finally proved that you are indeed a true Russo! A true born of Gustav Russo! Bravo girl!”And following him, his men begin to clap as well, but all Agatha and Soralina do is stand numb in their spots, unable to break away from this nightmare.Gustav then glances at Agath
USA, 2022As the letter comes to an end, I keep the pen aside, studying my work with my lips pursed. Hopefully this letter is just a formality and will not be needed. Theo will not need to read it, because I will tell everything to her myself.But just in case. I tell myself over and over again. Just in case something is to go wrong in this plan, if something is to happen to me, then she will need it. Until then, I will keep it with me.Turning my attention to my little girl, I brush the stray strands of hairs from her forehead as she sleeps peacefully on my lap, her tiny head resting against my chest."I'm sorry." I whisper, swallowing the bile in my throat and blinking rapidly to remove the glassiness from my eyes. "I'm sorry you have to go through this, especially at such a raw age. You don't deserve this; you don't deserve this mess from my past life. Please, forgive me. Forgive mommy."I hug her tighter to myself, inhaling the soft baby scent of Theo before closing my eyes, a sin
Italy, 2017Two Years Later:Music blasts into Agatha's ears the moment she enters the room, staring at her surroundings, at the mass of dancing people, their sweaty bodies colliding together with the smell of liquor, lust and sweat thick in the air.Standing in the doorway, Agatha analyses the room, the dimly lit dance floor, at the tacky choice of music, before a lopsided smile appears on her lips, her heavily lined eyes turning upwards like a cat.And just like everyone else in the room, Agatha joins them, dancing and drinking and shaking her body to the music, letting herself loose to it.Half an hour passes, and she still does the same thing, drinking and dancing while men stare at her with lust in their eyes, trying to approach her but always one step away.It is only when the voice of Romeo calling out reaches her ear, or more like earpiece does she finally come down to earth, staring at her surroundings."What the fuck are you doing Agatha!? You are not here to enjoy! You are
The door to the manor slams open, and in enters the two Russo sisters, with Agatha on the lead. Eyes filled with rage and fury, Agatha storms in with a snarl twisted into her lips, Romeo’s coat slung over her shoulders. Meanwhile Soralina just walks in, her face a sheet of confidence as she shrugs Lucians coat from her shoulders, letting it drop on the floor.Lucian and Romeo walk in next, both holding their breaths for the storm to take place, for all hell to break lose. Romeo glances at the two girls, shaking his head in disapproval. All the while Lucian has that look of dread in his face, fearing the worst for the young lady.Agatha stops walking, so suddenly that Soralina almost bumps in to her, but stops at the last minute, her eyes meeting her sister’s glare. Agatha sucks in a deep breath, her eyes red with anger like as if she will punch Soralina any minute now.However she just exhales, not screaming, not shouting, and scolding, even hitting at all. She just keeps her glare i
Many of you might be wondering what all the fuss is about. Well, to sum it all up, the girls are now in College, having had finished their high school one year ago. And after High school was over, Gustav had indicted them into the task force, sending them on errands to do his dirty work and unlike the past, neither of them complained anymore.Agatha did as she was told, losing herself in the mass killings, blood and gore, forgetting about the normal human she had been for a month. The person she was in that one single month was long gone and forgotten, replaced by the monster that is Agatha Russo, the monster she had always been in her life.Then there was Soralina, who, as told by poor Lucian, was no more the Soralina he knew. Gone was the girl that fantasized about Prince Charming or Knight in shining armour, the girl who believed deep down that Unicorns were real. The girl that loved the colour pink so much that everything about her was defined in pink. And it isn’t just her belong
I'm going to attend a party!Agatha tells herself, suddenly feeling excited at the prospect of finally going outside, meeting unknown people, unknown men actually and having hopes if hooking up.She stares at herself in her full length mirror, checking her figure from this view to that, raising her chin and watching it from every odd angles as she plays with the large amulet hanging over her chest, something she got herself not long ago.Meanwhile Romeo stands in the door way, leaning against the door frame as he stares at the girl with an analysed expression, his hands folded over his chest."Are you that excited?" He asks, making Agatha hum to herself. "It's been a long time since I have had a new taste. I'm so bored of the college guys. I want something new, something more...old."She smirks at herself in the mirror, feeling very content with her choice of words which only makes Romeo raise an eyebrow, intrigued. Slowly, he walks into the room, taking slow steps towards the girl un
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