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I've been busy with friends lately. Sooo...who IS this girl?

Chapter 27- A Very Dark Night

"I'm Noodle's sister..." the girl squeaked. Her voice was convincing but I really wasn't sure if she was telling the truth.

"Oh," I said. I was in a pissy mood right now. "Well tha'ss jus' wot we need, ANODDA imposta Noodle!"

"Honestly, I'm not a liar! I did this to keep Noodle's cover so she could prepare!"

"Dad, she ain't a liar," Jenna piped up.

"An' yew know 'er personally?"

"Yeah, she lived next door to me with Russel. Coincidence, yes?"

"Yeah."

"Well, err, Mr. 2D, sir...you might want to get up to the study before my sister gets her shiri whooped."

"Her whaa...?"

"Never mind, just get up there!"

I ran into the lift and frantically pressed the button to take me to the study. When I got up there, the place was a disaster. Several windows were broken, the inkwell was spilled with ink all over the desk, and I could hear even more Japanese swearing. I turned around and there they were- both Noodles going head-to-head, and I couldn't tell them apart. The masked Noodle had scratches all over her body but was still fighting back hard. The other one wasn't too far behind, and their fight was travelling all over the room. Finally, the Noodle with the mask ripped the other one to shreds, leaving it in pieces. I stared in awe. She looked at me, and I could tell she had anger towards me.

Noodle came towards me with her fists balled and I knew she was going to hit me. I slowly made myself smaller. I had NEVER been this afraid of my own sister in the ten years I'd known her. As she got closer, her mouth showed decreasing anger and her fists loosened. She got near me and stopped, looking up at my face. "You're starving," she whispered. "I can see your ribs."

"Ye...yew ain't mad at me?" Noodle hugged me. "Why would I be? I knew this wasn't your fault. The instant I saw that advert- I saw your face and- I thought I was just seeing things. I was leaving for a cruise the next day- or rather, later that day since it was three in the morning when I saw the advert on TV, and didn't really think about it until Russel picked me up. Then I started asking him, and I knew that this was a work of Murdoc. I didn't know if you knew the fake wasn't me."

"I knew it wosn' yew from da secon' I saw 'er. Noods, she ain't like yew. She shoots 'uge guns an' smokes, swears...she's Murdoc in a female cyborg body, I swear."

"2D...I need to tell you something."

"Wot?"

"I...I'm like that now."

"Yew are?"

"Yes. And I feel so...just so damn stupid, I hate what I've become! I wish I had never gone to Hell. I feel like such a bad person now!"

"Noodle! Don' even say dat. I still fink yer innocent."

"I don't think that. And I've become someone that you men don't know anymore- I mean, I even smoke now! I wish I had never gotten into the habit, I'm trying so hard to quit now."

"I'ss 'ard t'quit. I may end up doin' dat meself, 'm almos' outta lighta fluid an' ciggies anyways, an' dere's no way I'll be ge'in' anymore."

"Well, I guess that's good news..." Her voice trailed off and she thought for a while. "I missed yew," I muttered.

"Me too. And you know, when I was in that lighthouse, I just kept thinking about how much you really needed me. And I had found out about the rest of my family."

"Wot 'appened?"

"Well, I had a twin brother who was supposed to come along with me to England. But he didn't make it in time and they caught him and he's dead now. I saw it happen. I was mortified that they would do that to such a young child. My parents had died in the earthquake in Kyoto in 1995, and Ame was orphaned-"

"Ame's yer sis?"

"Hai. And she was orphaned, as was I. Ame was a year old at the time. I didn't know I had siblings until Ame. She knows more about our family than I do. My brothers name, well, his nickname, was Oshan. He dreamed about being a fisherman one day. Ame's full name is Ayame and everyone called her that because she loves rain. My name...is Etsu. But my nickname is Bureizu for only God knows what reason. Apparently our last name is Mizu but I really doubt that."

"So...yew really did 'ave a brodda an' da'ss why yew grew so close t'us."

"Yes. And I remember Ame telling me our dad was big like Russel. Our mother was skinnier, though. She said she has a picture of them somewhere, but all her pictures are back in Seattle."

"I see. Now...wo'ssat yew 'idin' unda yer mask?"

"It's...nothing. I just like wearing it, okay? I'm going to bed."

"Okay...good nigh'."

I went back downstairs and plopped on my bed. "Is she okay?" Ame whispered. "She's...fine," I choked through sudden tears.

"Are you crying?" Jenna asked.

"Yeah..."

"Aww dad!" I sat up and she hugged me. "How 'come?"

"'M...jus' so grateful dat she's...alive...an' dat...I got a olda daugh'a..."

I really could have gotten even more grateful, but that was when things went a little sour.

A/N: Uh-oh, what's gonna happen? You have to wait til tomorrow, HAHA!