Disclaimer:Pavi, Rotti, Luigi, Amber and all other characters are from Repo! The Genetic Opera and belong to the almighty creators, Terrance Zdunich and Darren Smith.

Chapter 1

I-a remember looking back-a into the past. I-a remember when-a I was-a five years-a old. I lacked this-a accent. It's false-a, so they-a say. They are right-a about that. I had-a problem with my-a words. They would-a not come out properly for the Pavi. I would stumble upon them and stutter. Everyone still loved me, though. I-a remember Papá having a Take-Your-Child to work day. Sister was-a not born yet. He-a chose me over Luigi. It brought me-a such great glee to have been chosen over my brother. Right then, I knew-a it was-a obvious that Father preferred the Pavi over his easily angered brother. Papá smiled at me-a, which he-a so rarely does these days. I-a remembered the smile and I-a always will.

The Genterns cooed as we-a walked to-a his office, gushing out names. 'Awww, he's so cute!', 'He's adorable!', 'Such pretty eyes,' 'Bellino', and 'What a gorgeous boy you have, Mr. Largo.' The nurses blew-a kisses and continuously gushed as I-a would pass by them. Not only did it make Father proud, but it boosted my-a own self esteem. The bellas thought that the Pavi was stunning. I think... back then, he-a thought my genes were-a worthy. Maybe he-a thought that I would become a worthy heir. At least, I-a thought that-a much.

I-a sat on the floor with-a paper and crayons for my-a own merry amusement while Father bustled through-a his routine. I-a remember drawing some of-a the pretty Genterns I-a saw. High cheekbones. Luscious lips. Gleaming hair. Bright eyes. Sí. The Pavi remembers it all. Then, Father asked a question that I-a did not know-a how to answer.

"Paviche?" His voice was-a smooth as he-a spoke.

I looked up from my doodling, eyes wide. "Ah- Ah- Y-yes, Papá?"

"What are you going to do with your life?"

Mind-a you, I was only five years old. I was-a not sure how to-a respond.

My reply, "To-to own GeneCo!" I-a grinned.

He chuckled, "Now, Son. Don't forget about your brother, Luigi. He may inherit the company rather than you. Never forget, you always have the full potential."

Potential. I-a wonder if-a he thinks that-a now...

"Sí!" I-a beamed a bright smile only I could pull off.

He asked-a the question again.

"I want to be...loved."

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They-a were just-a memories.

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