Preface

I am gorgeous but I'm also dangerous. Please don't come close. I am waiting for you to make the wrong move. Be careful my mother always told me that. I am human. My mother always says that. But I don't feel like I am. I don't believe that I can be human. I believe that my mother is hiding something something big.

My brother feels the exact same way. My mother is hidin something. Something that will make us diferent from others. Something that is dangerous to the outside world. But what? My brother always said it was because we have killer instinct. I believe he knows what mother is hiding. I believe mother is hiding something that will hurt everyone if I knew. But what if I'm destined to be something that kills. What have i become and why is mother hiding it?