Me: Well, here's chapter 4! I hope you guys enjoy it, because there'll be a bit of Angelo x Chrome here, hahaha.

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- this chapter has been rewritten on May 6, 1:48 pm -

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Chapter 4: My Birthday Party Pt. 2

Whenever I watched action movies (in my previous life), I had always wondered what it would be like if I was the hostage, since there usually was a hostage in those kind of movies. Would I be as scared as they were, or would I be a badass and easily escape and beat them all up? I had wondered about it for years, and unfortunately, I was granted an answer to that by actually becoming one.

Remember those intimidating and creepy guys in the tuxedos? Well…

Flashback...

"So, Angelo, how's life?" I asked the blonde next to me, who shrugged.

"Life's been going well until I met you," he replied with a smirk, indicating that he was only messing with me.

"That's funny. I could say the same thing." I joked along with him.

We then talked for a while. It turns out that the jerk face was actually a pretty cool guy.

He and I had many similarities: we both love the Dark Mocha flavored coffee in Starbucks, we both have a 3DS and PS4, we both like eating Milo powder, and so much more. He was like another me, which was cool, because I had always wanted an older brother figure, and he fit into my criteria very well. Very well, indeed.

"Can you be my bro?" I asked him casually.

"Sure, why not?" he said. "After all, it'll give you more time to bask in my glory."

"What glory?"

"…"

It was then that we had heard an explosion to our right. There was smoke everywhere, and the guests were running away. When the smoke had cleared, I saw those creepy men in tuxedos and they were armed with guns, not to mention that one of them possessed indigo colored flames.

Could it be that… he was a Mist user….?

"Come on, we've got to hide!" Angelo said, grabbing my right arm and dragging me outside.

"Wait, where's my Mom?!" I asked him frantically, searching left and right for my mom.

"She's capable of defending herself!" Angelo exclaimed. "Now, hurry up, you ass!"

We had neared the door – the door that led to safety (hopefully). Unfortunately, we were blocked by this really tall dude who stuffed us in a bag.

End of Flashback...

So here we were, inside a bag, which we surprisingly fit in. My head hurt from all the bouncing, as I deduced that whoever was carrying us was jumping, possibly from building to building, or in a car that was driving on really bumpy roads that the government didn't bother to fix yet.

When the bouncing stopped, I sighed in relief as the bag opened and we were dumped inside a cage. The man quickly closed the top of the cage and locked it. Now I know how Sebastian's pet feels.

In front of us was a bald guy in a tux. He was the one with the Mist flames.

"Why'd you take us, you old hag?" I demanded.

He scoffed and said, "That's none of your business, you brat."

I clicked my tongue as the guy left, leaving us in this cage in a dark room.

"Angelo?" I whispered.

"What?" he said.

I could sense his presence next to me. "What were you saying, though? How can my mom defend herself when she wouldn't even hurt an ant?"

"Isn't it supposed to be 'when she wouldn't even hurt a fly'?"

"Shush, and answer the question."

"If you don't know, then that's not for me to tell."

"Some brother you are."

"I know."

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We were alone in this dark room for about two hours. I was thankful to myself for pigging out on the desserts, so I wouldn't be going hungry for a while.

Then, all of a sudden, the lights turned on and the door swung open. In came two bulky guys and an old man in a wheelchair.

"So, you must be Angelo Vittori, and you are the Chrome that I've heard so much about."

I turned my attention to the old man who had entered the room that we were in.

"Who're you?" I asked.

"My name is Charles."

"Xavier?" I asked curiously.

"I beg your pardon?"

"Nothing…"

"You know, for someone who's holding us in here against our wills, you're rather polite." Angelo scoffed.

"Yes, well, I am a civilized being," Charles said.

"If you were, then why resort to such methods when you could just ask us politely to go with you wherever?" Angelo said.

"Ah, but you would never say 'yes'." Charles said.

"What do you even want us here for?" I asked.

"To harness the power inside you."

"Huh? What power?" I wondered out loud.

I turned to Angelo, wondering if he knew what the Xavier look-a-like was talking about. But, Angelo was just glaring at Charles.

What a rather odd reaction. It was only natural to glare at someone who had kidnapped you. But, the intensity of Angelo's glare…

Before I could think deeper about that thought, I had felt it. Talk about timing.

"Um, Mr. Charles guy?"

"Yes?"

"I… uh… need to number two."

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"Aah, that felt good." I sighed as I went out of the bathroom and was escorted (dragged) back by the very guy who brought me to the bathroom.

We passed by many hallways, with many doors. I didn't know what each door contained. I wanted to, but it was dark, and if the guy wasn't with me, I would be screaming my head off. This was like a place in Silent Hill.

When we got back to the room, I overheard a conversation going on between Charles and Angelo.

"You mean to tell me that she doesn't know anything at all about it?"

"Of course she doesn't, old man! Her mother didn't even tell her yet!"

"Ah, so it was a waste. I guess I'll have to tell her myself."

That was when the guy opened the door and pushed me inside.

I almost tripped, but managed to regain my footing. "Tell me what exactly?"

Angelo was out of the cage and was glaring at Charles, who was three feet away from Angelo.

Charles smiled. It was a creepy one. "You possess something special – a Flame."

My eyes widened. Did Chrome know of it this early? Or did she only learn of it because of Mukuro?

"A…. Flame…?" I repeated.

Charles nodded. "You seem to know about it, judging by your reaction earlier."

"How is this related to my mother?" I demanded.

"Ah, your mother –" Charles started until the door burst open and in came my mother.

"M-Mom?" I said, surprised that she was here.

"Well, speak of the devil," Charles said.

She was wearing a female version of a tuxedo, and she had a sword in one hand, lit with red flames.

"Chrome, Angelo, get away from that man." Mom said dangerously.

Before I could respond, Mom. "What's happening!?"

"Charles, you've got some nerve, attempting to kidnap my daughter and my best friend's son." Mom said, glaring at Charles. "You're lucky that Rosetta is in the castle, fending it off from your men. If it was her here, she wouldn't be as lenient. Now, surrender and call off the attack, or I'll kill you."

"Oh? Is that so?" Charles said with a smirk. "Let's settle this, then, Bianca."

"Angelo, you know what to do." Mom told Angelo without breaking her eye contact with Charles.

"Wha—"

Angelo had scooped me up in his arms and ran away from the room before I could finish my sentence. "Hey! Put me down, Angelo! I need to go back! My mom's still there!"

"And what would you be able to do if you were there? Help? You'd only get in the way, you little brat!" Angelo said as he arrived at the exit of the building.

As we headed out, we passed by several unconscious bodies.

Did Mom… do all of this?

We went out of the building and saw Lucia next to a car.

"L-Lucia?" I said in surprise.

She nodded. "Get in. Now."

Angelo nodded as he opened the door of the backseat and tossed me inside. He got in along with Lucia as she sped off.

"Where are you going?! Mom's still in there!" I exclaimed.

"Sorry, Chrome, but your mom told me to get you to safety the moment you arrive." Lucia said with tears in her eyes. "She told me that if you got there before she did, I'd leave her behind. I owe her a lot, so by doing this favor, no matter how much it hurts, I'll do it. Now, no more questions. Please."

I started crying.

As my old self, I didn't give two shits about my parents. They never cared about me, so I never cared about them, as well.

But as Chrome, I had a loving mother, who raised me on her own, with Lucia's help. I, in turn, loved her back.

Angelo hugged me tightly as I turned my head around, watching as the building Mom was in was getting smaller and smaller until I couldn't see anything anymore.

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Me: I'm sorry for putting some drama there, haha. The story didn't get as much hits as I had expected (selfishly, because I'm really selfish), but, oh well.

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