The Black Heart Strikes again! the words were plastered across tall skyscrapers, those words bring me most joy. The ends of my mouth curved into a smile. The frightened faces of these wretched people give me the most joy in the world. My thoughts are interrupted by the sounds of police cars. Ah even the police are afraid. What a bunch of whimps. I walked to the edge of the building and jumped to the window sill below an air duct, carefully prying of the lid, I push myself though the small air shaft and crawl to the place I call home. A small place with one table, one tiny fridge and a small soft board with some pictures, in the center. I picked up the marker from my table an drew a cross on the picture of my recent victim, Kagetora Nakumara, A monk from my home, Kun' Lun. But I didn't kill him, I killed someone very precious to him, So he could suffer just like he made me, just like I did the others. After all he was the one who accused me of being a murderer, and I wouldn't wan't him to be a liar, So I became one. I glanced to the last picture on the board, Daniel Rand. "Your next...brother." I said, every word said with pure hatred. Why shouldn't I hate him, after all he is the reason I'm here in the first place, not that I don't like what I do. I sometimes just wish that we were together-No what am I thinking! I don't want to think like that, I can't think like that! Forget it! My mission is to kill someone precious to Daniel, but who? I'm not involved in his life anymore.I started pacing around my room. Suddenly an idea popped into my mind. "I got it! From Monday, I'm attending Mid Town High!"