After the match against Raimon, Katana was a bit impressed by their performance and friendship, that she is willing to destroy if she had to.

She smirked sharply. She watched the video of the match yesterday, that was secretly recorded by some of her Father's henchmen, and keep repeating when the goalkeeper uses the God Hand.

Finally someone inherited his abilities and now Blaze is finally out of the shadows. This so interesting.

Then a knock on her door.

"Come in." She responded not taking her eyes off the screen.

A middle age woman with chestnut hair with grey streaks tide in a tight bun, pale olive eyes, light skin wearing a light green blouse, navy blue circle skirt way down her shin, white sock and brown shoes, entered with a bundle of folders in her hand.

"Katana, these are the documents you've requested" She said, gently.

Katana turned off the T.V, she stood up and takes the documents from the woman's hands. She browse the documents only finding the helpful ones, and she did.

"Mark Evans..." Her smirked gotten wider and put the other documents at the table except one. "So he is the Grandson of David Evans."

"Katana, may I asked why you needed these documents?" The woman asked, with worry on her voice.

"Just some adjustments, Gerda that's all." She explained, carefree and tossed the documents on the coffee table..

Gerda sighed, heavily. "He's at it again isn't he?"

Katana paused and breath deeply.

"Yes, he is."

"And you're apart of it?"

The teen looked at the ground before answering:

"Yes."

"Oh, Katana, who knows what might happen to you if you get involved." Gerda lectured.

"I know what are the possibilities, Gerda, but I can't stand it anymore." Katana turnaround from her and continued. "He needs my help." She faced her. "Gerda, don't you want to get revenge at the team and the sport that destroyed your life?" She paused then she look at the ground.

Gerda sighed again. I hate it when she brought that up.

"I know, it's painful, Katana." She came closer and put both of her hands at the girl's shoulders. "And you know how I feel about that."

Katana slowly look at her.

"I just don't want to see you get hurt, again." She cup her face.

"I'll be fine, Gerda." She reassured her.

I hope so... Gerda thought.

"Dinner's almost ready just come down when you're hungry, and your Father just called he'll be coming home late tonight."

Katana nods.

Gerda kissed Katana's forehead and left her room.

After Gerda left, Katana was cursing herself inside.

Idiot! Why did you have to brought that up! Now Gerda is affected!

Katana sat back down at the couched.

She looked at picture that was on top of the table. It was a picture of her when she was little with a boy who look like exactly like her and a woman who also look like exactly like her but with blue eyes clinging to the arm of her father, when they were still happy, when they were still... together.

Why did the good times had to end.

Katana stood up, she went to the door and went downstair.

-Time Skip-

Katana closed the door behind her.

Then her cellphone ring.

"Hello?" She answered.

"Katana." A male voice was heard at the other line.

"Father? What is it?"

"Did Gerda tell you already?"

"Yes, you're coming home late tonight." Katana tried not to sound disappointed.

"Yes, I am, I just have to finished something in here."

"I understand, Father."

"Good, get some rest now."

"Yes, Father, goodnight." She hangs up.

"Goodnight." He also hangs up.

Katana smiled a little. Good to know he does still care

Katana changed her clothes and went to bed.

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The title says it all.
Sorry for the late updates.
And also the grammar :-D