Author's Note: How long has it been since my last update? Too long! I'm sorry, so, so, so sorry! But here's chapter 3. Enjoy!

CHAPTER 3:

HATING THE BREED

The blinking green lights on the car stereo passed by too fast as I rushed to drive back to the orphanage. With no doubt in my mind that Ms. Ren had somehow punished Lucy, I sped all the way to the orphanage, not caring whether or not I would get in trouble. Once I was parked well enough, I kicked the door open, left the groceries to rot and jumped out of my seat. Ms. Ren would just have to get some other helpless soul to get her groceries.

The smiles that greeted me as I walked in, gave me no comfort at all. Why were they all smiling? That mischievous smile that they bore bode ill for me and I knew it. Toumo came into view; he was snickering as I passed him by. I stopped and stood in front of him; he seemed a bit caught off guard, but he had no intention of leaving.

"How's that bruise coming along?" I asked sarcastically as I eyed the purple ring under his eye; who ever knew an apple could hit so hard.

"I wouldn't worry about me; you should go visit your little monster friend." He spoke with confidence; I loathed him for it.

I nodded and continued on my way to our room; I had a feeling she would be there.

The door creaked as the light spilled into the dark room. There she sat. Curled on her bed, she held her pillow tightly to her chest. I walked over quietly and sat next to her. I couldn't look right at her; the fear at what I would find held me back.

"I'm sorry." My voice cracked as my fists' clenched in my lap. "I should've done something."

It became obvious that she was silently crying, when I turned to look at her cautiously. Her eyes held sadness and something darker lay deep within in her pink orbs.

"What did they do?" I had to ask.

"I'm not a monster." She whispered.

"Lucy the only monsters here are the people with black hearts. You're not one of them. I would know." I embraced her gently and drew her into the safety of my arms. "I won't leave you alone again, no matter what."

Her lithe arms held on tight as she continued to whimper in my blouse. I could care less about the level of affection I was allowing myself to show; right now she needed my comfort more than ever. I noticed how her arms showed signs of bruises, and I cursed under my breath. Ms. Ren had most likely allowed the other kids to beat her relentlessly. My hate for that woman tripled in size, or more like consumed my every thought on revenge. I would make her pay for her medieval methods.

I waited until nightfall before I carried out my plan. I would kill that wretched woman; I didn't know if the world would become a better place because of her absence, but I was sure that she was cut out better for hell anyways. I watched as Lucy breathed at a steady pace; she was asleep. Under my pillow was the tool of murder I had been hiding. The chef's knife would make a pretty cut on Ms. Ren's neck.

I made my way silently out of the room. If I eliminated Ms. Ren, I'd be free to take Lucy into my custody; it was as simple as that. I wouldn't be leaving any trace that I was the murderer; in fact the blame would be placed on Toumo, seeing as his hands were the last to actually grab the handle of the knife. I smiled as I held the knife with gloves on.

I opened the door to her room and walked in with the essence of a ghost. The lights were off and it was impossible to detect where exactly her bed lay. My heart began to race like it never had before. The shrill feeling of excitement and fear began to overflow at once. My eyes adjusted to the darkness, but as soon as I was able to make out her bed, all that lay there were a couple of ruffled blankets.

My brow raised in confusion. Where had she gone? As soon as this thought prevailed the lights flickered on.

"Did you think you were the first one to ever try this?" It was Ms. Ren's voice.

I turned around quickly, only to see Ms. Ren pointing a gun straight at me.

"You know if I shoot you right here and now, it really wouldn't look so bad on me. After all you did come in here with the intention of killing me, did you not?" She chuckled evilly at the end.

"I will kill you." I took a step forward.

"You always were a pain darling." With that said, she pulled the trigger.

The shot blasted and I thought for sure the bullet had struck me. I cringed slightly but after a couple of moments I realized I had not been hit. At first I thought she had really shitty aim, but I was no more than 4 feet away from her. I opened my eyes to see what had happened. The gun hovered in the air.

I looked at the gun hovering in the air and felt as if it were in my own hands. Then I realized, I could move it. I swayed it to the left and then to the right. It was under my control. I looked to my right, and then to my left. What were these extra set of arms?

"What the hell?" Ms. Ren shouted as she fell to the floor. "What the hell are you?"

I had a crooked smile on as I addressed her.

"No more of a monster than you are…darling." It was my turn to pull the trigger and I did.

I never knew so much blood could spew from one single body. It was horribly magnificent. At first I felt a certain sense of joy, but somewhere deep within I was disgusted with myself. I had taken a life; did that make me a monster? My innocence now rendered by a corruption known thoroughly as sin. I shuddered as I viewed the random splats of crimson red paint the wall. The arms that had helped me in killing Ms. Ren continued to hover and suddenly I grew afraid of them.

An image pulsed in my head. These memories did not belong to me, but they remained picture clear. A baby, wrapped in cloth, but two strange protrusions persisted on its head. A sudden pain enveloped my head. It stabbed persistently, with no mercy. The two horns had been broken off; a woman's crying could be heard. What was this? I looked at the baby, its velvet black hair resembled my own, and then it stopped crying. As its eyes opened, I was looking straight into my own grey colored eyes. I was the baby.

I emitted a beastly yell as the images continued to flock to my head. So this was the connection I shared with Lucy. We were remnants of a killer breed. Would she also share in this bloodshed? I didn't want her to. I'd never want this for anyone; it was ugly, disgusting, and cruel. I realized then that killing Ms. Ren would not bring about the end of my problems, and that the evil she once harbored would only move on to take another form.

"I'm sorry Lucy…" I whimpered as I heard the sirens of the police draw near. "I will not kill them." I promised myself this; I would not let my newfound powers make me into a monster. "I'll find you soon."

They cuffed me and made a ruckus while they were at it. I smiled inwardly, Lucy would still be sleeping. I had made sure that she would stay asleep soundly if at least for just this one night; her late night cocoa had a small dose of a sleeping remedy I had worked to perfection.

I knew at once what she would be facing. Not only would she have to deal with the monsters hidden in the guises of humans, but with the monsters within her self as well. I prayed as I was thrown into the back of the police car; I prayed that she would not come to hate the breed: Human and Diclonius alike.

Author's End Note:

It's a bit on the short side, but I wanted to progress a little bit faster. There will most likely be a slight time leap, since placing the story in this time was only meant to serve as a prologue of sorts to define the relationship Lily and Lucy built.