Well here we go. This is the chapter I said I was working on. Hahaha. O Ya. I don't own GW. I wish I did but I don't. I only own my characters and obviously if they weren't in the show GW then they must be mine. So here we go. I thought I would change it up a bit.

Chapter 4

He felt a knot form in his stomach as he watched her through the glass. She was still in the same corner that he had left her in last night and she had stayed like that for nine hours. Kast couldn't even tell if she was breathing but he knew that she knew she was being watched. Not just by him but by the doctors and nurses. They were waiting for her to do something 'irrational' so they could load her up with more medications she didn't need.

For a second Kast almost forgot why she was in there. What had she done?He looked away from the glass and down at his feet. He squinted his eyes trying to see something that no one else could. A shuffling brought his eyes back to the two way mirror. Deity had moved. She was now laying down with her midnight blue hair spread around her like a crown.

She had become so beautiful since they were kids but with ever morning she woke up her soul died a little more. Kast felt his heart skip a beat. What if this was the last time? What if she wouldn't wake up tomorrow? Deity felt no reason to live, Kast knew that. He felt it. Once deity got out of this hell she would only go back into another. First the school, where she had become a whore for all her teachers, then home, where she had become a whore for her father and mothers friends, and last work, where she was a certified prostitute.

The knot in Kast's stomach turned over and he stopped himself from choking up the breakfast he hadn't eaten. A door behind Kast opened. He felt another presence enter the room and he was instantly repulsed by who it was.

Michael.

The man who put her in there.

"The doctors say that if she doesn't move they are gonna have to pronounce her completely insane. And this time they won't take away the sentence because of some instant recovery bullshit." Michael placed his heavy hand on his step sons shoulder. "Do you know what happens if they say those words?" Michael whispered in Kast's ear.

"Huh?"

The blue haired boy turned to look at his step father, his eyes burning with anger. Michael stood his ground. "They are gonna keep her in here. For good."

Kast smiled. "You wouldn't take that chance. She makes more money than anyone in the whole red light district."

The tall man laughed. Kast's smile disappeared.

"No one ever said that she wouldn't make me any money." The blue haired boy looked from Michael to Deity and then back.

"What the hell are you talking about?"

Michael smiled. He walked up to the glass, placing a hand on it. "She is a very beautiful girl, you know," he turned to Kast. "It's a wonder that I have taken her for myself yet. But you know, there are a lot of doctors that don't get to go home every night to get a good fucking from their wives. Why keep it all pent up when you have someone that is more than willing to give herself up to you." He had turned back to look at the dark haired angel behind the glass. He was stroking the glass lovingly. It made Kast sick.

"Any objections?" Michael asked. When Kast opened his mouth to object words didn't come out. Warm liquid from the pit of his stomach instead found its way out and onto the floor behind the older man. With that Michael exited the room.

"That's what I thought" He said as the door closed.

Kast spit a few times. He put his hands on his knees balancing himself out. More vomit exited his mouth into the same pile as the rest. The room was beginning to smell funny and it didn't help his sense at all. "Deity…Please don't do this to yourself… Don't do this to me. You need to stop this craziness." He whispered, knowing that she couldn't hear him. A tapping side tracked him from his talking. Kast looked up at the glass. His twin sister stood there looking at him intently. Her eyes were sunken in and dead looking, her skin was paler than usual and her lips had a bluish tint to them. She was dieing. She needed help. Real help. Kast stepped over to the pile and put his hands on the glass where her hands were.

"You need to show them that there is nothing wrong. Show them that you don't need help. You aren't crazy, D. You don't need to be in a place like this." She only looked at him. "When you get put we will go shopping… I will buy you some new clothes… How about that? You gotta get out first, D." She couldn't see him and he knew that because her eyes searched around but never looked exactly at him. She couldn't even hear him. "Please kid…Don't do this to me. I need you. Prove it to them."

Kast sat at the entrance of the club greeting people as they came in. He wore his normal outfit for at home or outside. Black fishnet long sleeve shirt and leather pants that fit him good but not too tight. He wasn't in the mood to wear anything fancy. He made no attempt to put on make up except for eyeliner and already his first customer for the night smeared it. A long line of black ran down the side of his white face. He wore a fake smile for all the women that greeted him and his face hardened with all the men that passed by. Out of the 100 that had walked by, Kast would probably service 30. Deity would probably service 15.

It had surprised him that Michael was so nice to her when she got home. He had let her lie out next to the pool and then come back inside take a shower and take a nap for an hour. He was giving her sick leave for the night. Kast didn't feel right at all. Michael wasn't a nice guy. He never had been since he met their mom nine years ago. An unsettling feel made its self at home in Kast's stomach. (He had been having a bad day with his stomach completely and hadn't eaten since the night before Deity when into the hospital.)

"How is everything out here?" A familiar voice tickled the back of his neck. Kast smiled and turned around picking up the girl, he recognized as his cousin, and almost tossing her up into the air.

"Everything is fine. I'm getting a little freaked though. Hasn't Michael been a little to nice today?" The young girl put one hand on her hip and ran the other through her black hair. Kast felt that familiar jealousy well up in his stomach. Azriel was beautiful. Her skin was a milk chocolate color and her hair was long black with red streaks. Her eyes were a cloudy gray color that changed to blue in the sunlight. She had gotten all the Egyptian traits in the family.

"Ya," she nodded and looked up at him. "He has been a bit nice considering he just had to pay a hefty hospital bill." Kast nodded and smiled at a blonde woman walking in. "I think he has something planned…For Deity. I think he is gonna try something." Azriel looked at Kast, concerned.

"Why do you think that?"

Kast shrugged. "I don't know. Today when we were in the hospital…he was talking to me. And the look on his face was…disgusting…" He looked into his cousins eyes.

"Can his face get anymore disgusting?" She asked with a smile. Kast smiled too. They both shared a quick laugh before a strong hand pulled Azriel away. She let out a squeal as a hand steadied her and then slapped her in the face. She looked up into the eyes of her assaulter. Michael's eyes drilled holes into her forehead.

"What are you doing?" he asked with a small attempt to hold back his anger. "We have customers that are asking for you and you," he slapped her again, looked up at Kast and then back down at his niece. "Are no where to be found." The chocolate beauty put a hand to her stinging cheek.

"I'm sorry." She whispered. Another slap came down on her.

"I'm sure you are… Now be a good little girl and go suck some dick for me." The grey eyed girl nodded and ran off. Michael turned to Kast who had a stern look on his face.

"Don't give me that look." Kast continued to stare, his face hardening still. Michael stalked right up to the boy till he could feel the tickle of his breath on his face. Kast wasn't a big guy. He was five foot nothing and he had no muscles. He looked as if a fly could take him down but he managed to hold his ground in the number of fights he got himself into.

"I am not scared to kick your ass, Kast Aleyha. Get your eyes off of me." Kat stared for a few more seconds before he looked away. He watched Michael's shoes move away. A different pair of shoes walked up. Black boots with chains on the sides. Kast looked up in to the eyes of his younger sister. Her eyes still held that empty look. He almost missed it, she was so good at hiding it. "How are you?" He asked. She didn't smile. She simply stared. She turned and walked away with out any warning. Kast watched her leave. She was wearing and white dress shirt with a black tie that was tied loosely. Her skirt was very short and he could easily see under it. She looked back at him one more time before disappearing into the building. Her eyes were sad. Pain shot through Kast. Her pain. A part of him pushed Kast to follow her into the building but he didn't. During their work nights Kast and Deity weren't allowed to talk for very long. According to Michael it distracted the customers.

The darkness of the back alley always seemed to comfort her. Deity sat curled up on a box in the back alley. The air was getting cooler by the second and the goose bumps that had been threatening the top of her skin finally began to show. She shuddered and wrapped her arms around herself. The noise from the club banged all around her even with the door locked.

"Deity! Has anybody found my sis yet?"

She heard her brother call out to the strippers in the back room. The latch of the back door scrapped and it opened. Her brother's worried face poked his head through and once he saw her, his whole body followed. "Everyone is looking for you. Michael is furious." His sat in front of her and ran his fingers through her uneven bangs. She didn't look up at him. She didn't need to. She felt his emotions and he felt hers. She was hurting and he knew it. He lowered himself to her gaze and tried to find life in her eyes. He searched desperately and even squinted his eyes as if to see something he had missed.

"I never wanted this for us…Not now. I wanted us out of all of this and away from here. Somewhere on earth with a small house and just you and me and Azriel. I promise once I Pay off what I owe to Kaol we will be out of here." He whispered, searching for approval in her empty eyes. She turned her eyes away and then looked back into his. Her eyes sent waves into him and he knew what she was thinking. He felt it.

"That won't matter once we get to earth. We will get you the very best doctors, even though I don't think you need them but if it's what you want then you got it, D."

His sister looked at him with distant eyes. She didn't smile. She didn't even blink. She just stared. That was all he needed.