Monsters. They come in the shape of humans, animals, and the supernatural. But everyone looks the same, so how do you know which ones to kill and which ones to save? That's my job.
The problem is when it's hard to distinguish who's good and who's evil. There are people that kill for fun, and there are people that kill to survive, and then there's a problem.
My older twin brother does both.
He didn't always used to; he used to protect the family and then there was that dreaded November day…
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It was cold and raining the day he took off; where to, I'll never know. All I know is I was grumpy that I couldn't see my friend Kamui.
Remember what I said about monsters having deceiving faces? Kamui was a vampire, his brother and sister too. Kamui was moody and grumpy and his sister was bright and colorful and full of life. I had never met his brother, just heard that he was sweet and shy.
So when there was a knock on my door at one in the morning, and upon opening it found myself staring into deep green eyes I was confused. At first I thought it was Hokuto-chan playing tricks, but no, these eyes didn't have her spark.
"Can I help you?"
"You are Fuuma-san right?"
"Yes, can I help you?"
"I'm glad I was able to find you, I wasn't sure on the directions and then I was afraid of the wards….."
Speaking of the wards, why were they so weak? Why could a vampire sneak in without me being alerted? Then again, my magic was absolute trash anyways.
I had been so busy looking at his face, I just then noticed the broken rag doll in his arms…covered in rain water and blood and much too pale…paler than any human should be.
The rag doll in his arms was the broken form of my twin brother.