Thea walked next to her sister, who was smoking a cigarette, surveying her new surroundings. Westfield High was what you expected a west coast high school would look like. Thea was not impressed, considering the fact that she was previously in an art school before coming here, this school looked plain and just boring.

Thea surveys the scene, a few kids reliving their grandparents' Haight Ashbury fashion mistakes but most are unmemorable, an upper-middle-class high school in an upscale urban neighborhood. Violet took a puff from cigarette between her fingers before offering it to her sister. Thea shakes her head. She was never a smoker, she never liked how the smoke would make her lungs burn. They walk past a group of three girls, talking about some boy, Leah, Becca and Abby.

"So I let him." Thea overheard Leah said.

"You let him do coke off your nipples?" Becca asked slightly concerned.

What the actual fuck? Thea though

"They were numb for, like, two days." Leah bragged.

Leah looks around the yard of the school and smiles. She was popular, she basically ruled this school. Her smile vanishes when she sees Violet and Thea smoking. Glaring she walks after them.

"Hey!" Leah screamed, "Student council passed a rule against smoking in public spaces."

The sisters stop walking and turned to the person who yelled. They watch the three females march over to them.

"Secondhand smoke kills". Becca informed them, she was a bit calmer than Leah.

"We're sorry. We're new, we didn't know." Violet said while Thea nods along.

Violet drops her cigarette end on the floor and crushes it.

"What the hell is wrong with you? People sit here, they eat here!" Leah screamed.

"You don't know us. Why are you doing this? What's your problem?" Thea said defensively.

"Leah's grandmother died of lung cancer. She takes this stuff pretty seriously." Becca explained.

Leah bends down picks the crushed cigarette up. Leah holds the butt out to the Violet.

"Eat it" Leah demanded, "Eat it or I'm gonna kick the shit out of you." She threatened

The twins took a step back. They were confused and startled. Who was this girl who was telling them to eat a cigarette? Was she crazy? What the hell.

"No. What?" Violet said.

"Come on, Leah, that's enough," Abby said trying to pull Leah back.

"No, no, no, I want to see one of them eat it," Leah said. She was not leaving until one of them ate the cigarette. She was furious. She grabs Thea's face.

"What the fuck let go" Thea tried shaking her head out of her grip.

"No," Violet said as she smacked Leah's hand away from her sister's face.

"We aren't gonna eat it, cut it the fuck out," Thea said

"Eat it," Leah said forcefully "Eat it!"

"Leah, seriously, they're like 12," Becca said. She didn't want to see anything happen. The girls did not know, it was not their fault that they were new. Yes, Leah did have a reason to be upset but the girls did say sorry.

Leah steps forward and tries to force the cigarette into Violet's mouth, but Violet spits at her and Thea pushes Leah back away from her sister.

Leah screams, "You are dead!" She screamed again, "You are dead!"

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Vivien lights up the sage that was inside the wooden box and walks around the house with it. She's not sure if she buys this whole cleansing the spirits thing, but she's committing. She moves into an upstairs hallway. She hasn't spent much time in this part of the house yet. It's barely decorated and there are even a few empty boxes stacked at the dead end. As she walks down a hallway she sees a string coming down the ceiling. Suddenly, the flame in the sage bundle is blown out. Slowly walking towards the string she puts down the sage and pulls over a chair. Standing on it, she pulls the drawstring, stairs slide down. She follows the stairs up and reaches the attic. It's dark and quiet upstairs, her eyes adjust. Miraculously, she finds a light cord, she turns on the light and when she turns she discovers a black rubber man dangling from the ceiling right in front of her. She screams. Ben rushes up the stairs and wraps his arms around her.

"What happened?" Ben asked concerned "You okay?" She points to the rubber man; he's actually just a large rubber suit hanging from a hook. The suit is black, covers the entire body and has a mask with two small eye holes and two tiny breathing straws that can be pinched to temporarily suffocate the wearer.

He turns and sees the rubber suit, "Oh," he smirks, "I guess these guys were into the kinky stuff, huh? Would you like to try it on?

"That's not funny," Vivien says frowning but secretly trying not to smile.

"I think you'd look good in it," Ben said as he poked her side.

They hear two pairs of footsteps, as they turned to face the stairs that lead to the attic they were in they see their twin girls heading up the stairs, Thea's head pops up first then Violet joins them.

"What happened?" Violet asks a bit concerned, "Holy shit." She smirked as she spotted the suit.

"What the fuck," Thea muttered when she saw the suit. She couldn't hold it in anymore and she started to laugh.

"Let's get rid of it. Come on, let's go downstairs. Come on. Watch the steps." She said to her husband as she ushered her children down the stairs.

Ben grabs the suit, pulls it off the hook it was on and drags it down the stairs. Ben throws the suit into the trash can outside the house, turns and heads back inside.
~0~
Ben is having a console session with a young man, Tate. Tate was tall, handsome, and charismatic, he could be a cult leader or a movie star, and he had blonde hair and extremely dark eyes. He sat back in his seat relaxed.

"So, Tate," Ben started, "These fantasies started two years ago, three years ago, when?"

"Two years ago." Tate answered, "It's always the same. It starts the same way."

"How? Tell me." Ben said interested.

"I prepare for the noble war." Tate smiled slightly.

A tattooed Tate walking down a school's corridor wearing a trench coat and holding a duffel bag, students turned to look at him but he didn't care. He was on a mission and he wouldn't stop until he was done.

"I'm calm," He continued to talk "I know the secret, I know what's coming, and I know no one can stop me, including myself."

"Do you target people who have been mean to you or unkind?" Ben asked trying to figure out why the teen would have these dreams. Little did Ben know they were not dreams, they were a reality.

"I kill people I like," Tate answered unconcernedly.

Tate enters a studying room. All the students raise their head to look at the strange teenage boy that just entered the room.

"Can I help you?" The teacher asked.

"Some of them beg for their life." Tate smirked angrily "I don't feel sad. I don't feel anything." Tate glared a bit at the ground, "It's a filthy world we live in. It's a filthy goddamn helpless world, and honestly, I feel like I'm helping to take them away from the shit and the piss and the vomit that run in the streets. I'm helping to take them somewhere clean and kind. There's something about all that blood, man."
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Violet and Thea are in the bathroom they share, Thea was sitting on the sink while Violet wiped a cloth down Thea's arm trying to clean up the blood that was slowly but surely dripping onto the floor. Thea's unseeing blue-green eyes focused on the wall in front of her.
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"I drown in it." Tate continued, "The Indians believed that blood holds all the bad spirits, and once a month in ceremonies they would cut themselves to let the spirits go free." Tate looked up at Ben slowly, he smiled peacefully. "There's something smart about that, very smart. I like that. "

Tate looks behind Ben and sees himself standing behind Ben, blood running down his head.

"You think I'm crazy?" He asks looking into Ben's light eyes, daring him to say he was.

"No. I think you're creative. And I think you have a lot of pain you're not dealing with." Ben answered.

"My mother's probably worried about me, right?' Tate said sarcastically but Ben did not notice.

"I'm sure she is."

"She's a cocksucker." Tate said suddenly, "I mean, literally, a cocksucker. She used to suck the guy off next-door, all the time. My dad found out, and he left. He left me alone with a cocksucker. Can you imagine? How sick is that?" he said resentfully.

"I've heard a lot worse," Ben said calmly.

"Cool. Can you tell me some? I like stories." Tate smirked as he crossed his legs.

"No. I can't." Ben said. He would not tell an already damaged boy about his damaged patients, it might give the teens ideas.

"The world is a filthy place." Tate started up again, "It's a filthy goddamn horror show. There's so much pain, you know? There's so much." Tate shook his head slowly.
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Violet is still trying to clean up her sister's wrist. She leaned her forehead against Thea's for a couple seconds and then she pulled back. Violets own wrists were littered with small cuts that never were as deep as her sister's.

"Damn it, Thea. Are you really trying to kill yourself?"

Tate is watching the twins from the doorstep, his dark eyes lingering on the bright-eyed girl on the sink.

"You're doing it wrong." Tate's statement was directed at the dark-haired child, he said it so suddenly that it startled the two teenagers. Violet was upset that someone was spying on her and her sisters private activates, while Thea wondered how they did not hear him open the door to the bathroom, "If you're trying to kill yourself, cut vertically. They can't stitch that up." He continued to talk to the twin that was sitting on the sink.

"How'd you get in here?" Violet asked noticing how the boy continued to stare at her sister and her wrist. She moved slightly so that Tate could not see Thea's wrist.

Tate ignores Violets question and frowns slightly as the blue eyes twin did not look at him. He quickly gets rid of the frown and he replaces it with a smirk.

"If you're trying to kill yourself, you might also try locking the door." He smirked as he pulls the door shut.