A/N:

Continuation of Tim's recordings ^^

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Chapter 7: Lost Memories

"No! Please don't hurt them." A woman voice screamed for mercy. The enemy was already determined to kill them.

"How much does it take for a mother to save her 7-year-old twins..?"

"Please... I'll do anything. Don't hurt them."

"Don't worry... I won't hurt them. Not one bit. I'll just borrow them." He was darting at the two with the menacing smile.

They were just at one corner, praying to God that he will save them. The other one was crying. She just can't stand to see her mother suffer so much.

"Rhode... Do it" The man instructed pointing to the woman. In a glimpse, she turned crazy. The man suddenly vanished leaving the tortured woman and children behind.

"Curse you... Curse you blasted kids..." The woman started to murmur. "You two were bad luck as they said... Curse you..."

"Ma...?" The twins said.

"GET OUT! CURSE YOU BOTH! YOU WERE THE REASON HE DIED!" She screamed. Her eyes were completely blank. She lost her heart and soul. She was nothing mere than a puppet.

The two were forced to stay out in the cold winter. Everything was covered in white fluffy snow. They struggled in the cold, their feet freezing under the thick sheet of ice. No one was around to help the poor kids.

"Allen... Did she really meant it when we were cursed...?" The tears on her cheeks fell and froze before it fall to the ground. "Look at us. We're monsters." She gazed at both their arms.

"I'm sure she didn't mean it..."

"If she didn't mean it, why did she kick us out?"

"She'll come back for us..." The boy showed a comforting smile. "remember, she told us that she loves us so much."

"Allen..." she started sobbing as more teardrops fell from her face.

"Aria, don't cry... We'll be okay." He said, shielding her from the bitter cold with his body and a single blanket.

Those were his very words that comforted her. She just lean to his warm body as they slept for the night.

After some time, they both felt warmth somewhere near them. They woke up and saw fire next to them. The fat man from before was there.

"Fufu, it's cold isn't it? " The light from the fire reflected from his glasses.

"Come, make yourself warm. " He invited. The kids had so much caution on him.

He was the reason that their mother got crazy, the reason that they were thrown out, the reason for their abandonment.

"Come, on... Don't be shy. "

The girl was terribly freezing that they had no choice but to play with the devil. They came closer and make themselves warm.

"Here, I bet you're hungry. " He handed him a bag of food. They accepted it and ate silently.

"What? No 'thank you' at all? "

"T-Thank... you..." They look at each other and continued eating.

"So, what are you kids doing here out in the cold? " He munch a piece of roasted meat.

"What does it look to you?" the boy said spitefully.

"Ah, we have a brave one here... " He took a closer look at the boy. "It looks like your mother kicked you out. " He extended his hand to touch the boy but...

"Don't touch him!" the girl shouted at his face.

"Ah ha ha... I never meant to hurt you. " He looked at his watch. "Ah, look at the time. I have to go! Keep the food if you must. "

He vanished in an instant. In time, the two traveled south, searching for a job so they can sustain their needs. The fat man kept appearing too, giving them food and some clothes, trying to gain their trust. They got used to him visiting them every time, bringing them all sorts of food; a temporary benefactor.