And yet, we are still not meeting. Plus, Amy's back. I had a plan for her since the beginning. She's fun. And I'm sorry for killing someone so early on... I actually like this character, so it sucks! Though I was planning on killing him since Amy showed up the first time.

Viola met me at a local music store after she finished her meeting with Monica, and Annie – aka S and Rain.

Lily left around the same time I spotted the store, leaving me to good music and insane thoughts.

Whist I was thinking, I picked up one of the guitars that were sitting in the back of the store.

"We're all playin' the same game; just on different levels~. We're dealin' with the same Hell; just with different devils~," I sang quietly, concentrating on the chords.

"I didn't know you played. Or sang for that matter," Viola said, smiling down at me. I opened my eyes, looking right up at her slightly shocked face.

"You... you heard that?" I asked. No one – not Beyond, not Avery, not anyone – has ever heard me sing or play before, and I was scared by it.

Viola nodded. "I have a friend; she's like this band's manager's niece or something. This band has sold a hit tonne of albums already! They are huge! You should talk to her."

I nodded. "Call her after I pay for this, okay?" I said, going to the counter and paying for Three Cheers for Sweet Revenge.

"Hey, that's my friend's uncle's name," Viola pointed out. The name was Brian Schechter. I knew that name.

"Are you talking about Amy Schechter? A tattoo artist in Winchester?"

"Yeah! You know her?"

"She gave me a tattoo nearly three years ago now," I smiled, remembering buying S ice-cream that day. It was hard to believe that we'd known each other for three and a half years.

I opened a portal to England with my newly re-awakened powers.

"What the hell Kat?"

I looked at Viola, smirking, allowing my fangs to show in the late autumn light, "There's been something I've been keeping a secret.

"I was born with a load of abilities, and I took some medicine that had a few side effects, basically rendering everything useless. Now it's worn off, and we're going to England. Barium will meet us there with our stuff."

"Barium? Your cat?"

"Yup!"

Viola looked stunned for a second before smiling. "Well what are you waiting for, Kit-Kat? Let's go!" She grabbed my hand and pulled me into my pretty grey vortex of possible death.

When we did make it out, I realised I didn't have anywhere to stay in England other than Wammy's and the asylum, neither of which seemed like a good idea. I decided to call the one person I knew would give Viola and me a place to sleep.

"Hey Evelyn, you got a minute?" I asked into the mouth piece.

"I always have time for my favourite Birthday," Eve said back.

"Yeah, um, my friend Viola and I are in England, and I just realised I don't have a place to stay. You think we could stay for a while?"

I could practically hear her eye roll when she said, "Duh, Believe! Amy and I would love to have you."

"Thanks, text me the address, and Viola, Barium, and I will be there," I said, hanging up.

I yawned and started walking, seeing as we were already about two streets away. Villy followed me and soon enough we showed up at the same tattoo studio that I got my tattoo done in. I was about to go in when I saw someone walking towards us.

Rain...

'Rainbow,' I thought at her, smirking.

'Blake, I know who you are, I'd be careful about what you call me~' she thought back.

I laughed to myself, opening the door seeing Barium sitting and waiting for me.

"That's a good girl Bari," I cooed, scratching between her ears.

"Kitty!" a familiar voice called out.

"Amy!" I called back. I guess she and Eve got my message.

Amy, who had dyed her hair orange at some point in the last close to three years, came jumping down the stairs and hugged me, then Viola. Evelyn came down after, picking up my short frame and spinning me around.

"It's been so long! We all missed you so much, even my boyfriend did. Thanks for getting us together, by the way," Eve said when she put me down.

"Wait, hold the fucking banana. You and Jack got together?" I asked. Eve nodded. "Oh my, does Toby know?"

"You and Ticci were always the cutest couple," Eve smirk.

"We weren't dating!"

Evelyn rolled her eyes, obviously not believing me. Amy was snickering a little in the background and Viola just looked confused as fuck.

"Hey Amy, you think you can give me a few more tattoos?" I asked.

"Sure, what do you want?"

"A bass clef on my left wrist and a treble clef on my right," I answered, smiling.

Amy smiled knowingly. She was still a Moon child, and she knew it would be helpful for me. "Follow me and wraps off."

I looked down at the blue dyed wraps I had wound around my hands and arms. She'd see. I wasn't fond of people seeing, that's why I wore them. I may have an attitude that said 'IDGAF' but I still cared what people thought.

I sat down in the chair and Amy cleaned my wrists. She saw but she didn't comment. "You should take out your contacts."

I nodded and did what she said. Soon enough she cleaned and wrapped my wrists, smiling up at me.

"Tell the girls."

I nodded again and thought very hard, hoping to get it directly to S as well as Rain.

'Bass on the left, treble of the right. Watch the bank.'

I waited for a response that I didn't want to come. It was good that it didn't. I needed to see my older brother, even if he wasn't directly related to me.

Viola took me to the hospital and I stood at the reception desk, hoping I could get in.

"Hi, uhm, we're here to see a friend," I said quietly.

"Name?" the bitchy lady at the desk asked.

I thought for a second. What would Mikey have put him under...?

"Way? Warren Way?" I said.

"Third floor, room 14," she said.

I nodded and walked, Viola following me. I know he's going to be weak. Last time he was in hospital he barely made it out alive. I still felt guilt for leaving him...

I opened the door to his room. He look so... off. His hair was now mostly shaved and back to it's natural hazel. He looked so... broken...

"Gee...?" I whispered. It was my fault.

"Believe...?" he whispered back, not sure if I was even there.

"Gee-bear!" I cried, literally running to hug him. He hugged me back, almost too tight.

He cried into my shoulder, basically sobbing into my stolen shirt, clutching onto my back. "Why did you leave?"

"They still want me dead, Gee. That's what it means to be me; you need to run. Maybe that's why I did what I did when I was younger, to move. Staying at Wammy's, I thought I was safe – I thought no one could find me. Then Axel did, and I knew things were going to go down hill. My mum told me that... someone... was after me, I had to protect you guys," I explained.

"Then why didn't you just tell us like last time you did this?"

I shook my head. "She is me."

He blinked, unable to process what I had just said. He had absolutely no idea what I meant by that.

"Look, I'm going to help pay for this, I know S has been, and I know she's been payed extra to help her pay. I know Matt's been helping. I know that everyone's been helping, everyone but me."

With that I walked out and wiped my tears, starting to plan for the night. To start the robbery.

That night I snuck out of the apartment the four of us were sharing and started heading towards the bank. I was nearly there when I saw a boy, probably about half a year younger than me. From what I could see, he was dressed sultrily and had short dyed black hair.

I walked past him slowly, wondering what the hell someone was doing out this late. It was around seven degrees, and midnight.

"You need anything?" he asked in a slutty, yet still familiar voice. I turned to look at him. His eyes were a stronger yet more disgusted and shameful shade of olive-hazel than I had seen earlier.

"Mikey?" I asked. I didn't want to believe it. I really didn't.

"Blake?" he asked back. I nodded, almost smiling, but not quite there yet. I was kinda disappointed.

"Of course it's me you dimwit, who were you expecting?" I asked.

"A... another client..."

'Client? He could be... He couldn't have... Could he?'

"Don't give me that look, Blake. I know that look, its Way's 'Really, I'm disappointed' look."

I shook my head. "Why?"

"I have to help pay Way's hospital bills. Why else would I stoop to this? S is an assassin, Mello's in a mafia, Matt's a hacker; we're all chipping in."

I smiled. "I know about S and Mello. They work for me, I'm a mafia leader. I'm about to rob the bank for extra, even if I have been getting those two payed more. I've already donated a lot out of my jam cash."

Mikey looked down for a second then right into my eyes. As I've said before, that doesn't happen very often. "Take me with you. I can help. I know almost everyone, and what they like. I'm much more useful than I look, really."

I nodded and wiped a trail of eyeliner mixed with mascara that had gone down with a tear. "Just, be careful. Mikes, if you want to come with me, you can. You're my little brother too. We're family.

"And you're too young for a life of crime."

Mikey laughed at me. "Look who's talking."

We both laughed then stopped when we neared the bank. I handed him a black hoodie and sunglasses from seemingly nowhere. I had my own and pulled my hood up and my sunnies on. Cameras are a thing, after all.

"Those are the vents, Mikes," I said, pointing up at the opening in the wall.

He nodded to me and climbed up in his tight leather pants. How he did that in those pants, I will never know. I was doing it in skinny jean though, and they weren't that much better.

The vents went straight to the vault, and that was exactly where we needed to go. Seriously though, why were we wearing tight pants for this?

We lowered ourselves into the vault, filling the bags we had brought with money, sunglasses covering enough of our faces to make sure we weren't identified.

"Are you sure about this?" I asked after tying my bag up. Mikey nodded and lifted himself back into the vents as I did so afterwards.

When we got to the exit though, we heard something we didn't want to hear.

Police sirens.

We both got out and the sirens are even louder. Mikey smiled at me and handed me a gun that he had.

"Shoot me," he said.

"No. Mikey, I cannot kill you."

He shook his head. "You can and you will. I... I know L is almost dead. If I get caught now, Kira is going to kill me. You want him to kill me, someone we don't even know, or you, someone we know and isn't afraid to do it in person."

I took the gun, pointing in at the centre of his forehead. I couldn't press it to his head, I didn't want it to be at point blank.

'I've been having this dream that we could fly; so darlin' close your eyes, 'cause you're about to miss everything~' I sang in my head, crying and I put my finger on the tiger and pulled.

Mikey dropped and I ran.