(A/N: Vicky) Look, another updatian! Yeah, I know that isn't a word, but I love to make up new ones. Okay, well, this is the official third chapter. And always feel free to give ideas, me and my sister will always read them and take them into consideration. Thank you!

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~Victoria's POV~

I walked down the walkway, dodging the many people that passed. I had just experienced a very weird event while out searching for Vanny. I think she actually communicated through my mind. I know we're twins and all, but this is crazy.

And on top of that, I was probably almost kidnapped by a fierce redheaded lady that should have been in a secret agent movie of some sort. She would obviously play the villain if you were to ask me.

It had been a few days since I ran from home. Just a few days after my sister disappeared with just a note stuck to my cell in the morning. How lame. Vanny was always one to be over dramatic, and we sure as hell had ran away before, but never for this long. After just a day or two, we would have been back in our beds after Josh scolded us for being stupid and immature.

I sighed and turned another corner. I was heading back to the cheap hotel I was staying at for the time being. I was several miles from home and I wasn't gonna be like some hobo and live in a box. I'm too good looking for cardboard.

Vanny would have slapped me for being so self-indulged.

But, I was alone.

I didn't mind being alone. It gave me time to think about everything. Out of my siblings, I was the only one that actually enjoyed peace and quiet the most. That was surprising since I was the loudest one in the household. I usually climbed up to the roof and just looked up at the night sky. Just thinking. Sometimes I would hum and sing to myself, or even do my homework up there.

But, I wasn't completely alone up there on the shingles. I had Dude. That was the name of the cat I found on the side of the street one day. And ever since, he's been mine and only mine. He was the most laziest cat I've ever met before, but he would always cheer me up with just one meow. He was black and had white paws, belly, tips of the ears, and mouth. Along with his amazing clear blue eyes. I slapped a matching blue collar on him and called him mine.

The silly thing was, he was roaming around in my hotel room. But, I didn't tell the manager because that would have because that would have cost me another fifteen dollars per night. I just hid him in my small duffel bag and sneaked him it without trouble.

Right now, I actually had quite a bit of money. I've been saving for a while. I could actually live on my own for a few weeks without any worries. Sure, I kinda told the manger of my job that I had Mono and I wouldn't be able to come to work for a few weeks. She completely understood. At least I had a job to go back to. But, that didn't mean that I didn't miss my job right now. Cutting peoples hair and doing it all up was what I did. I was a trainee, but my mentor (the manager) let me handle her customers without her watching over my shoulder and guiding me with the scissors. She trusted me 100%.

But, now that I was on 'leave' for a sickness that I didn't have, I'm sure once I get back, that trust will have disintegrated. Josh had contacted her by now asking if she knew where I was if I were to guess.

I walked up to the doors of the tall hotel building and stepped into the air conditioned room. A few people were there checking in, but nothing to worry about. No redheads.

Walking past them and pressing the up button on the elevator, I sighed at the reason why I had left my life behind. Towns away.

Vanessa, my other half, ran away because of the 'burden' she put on our brother.

"Miss? Are you alright?"

I jumped out of my skin once I heard the voice behind me. Turning around, I almost fell back into the door. There, behind me, was a very beautiful boy...

"Umm, yes. I'm fine. Thanks for asking." I smiled at him. I knew I was blushing like a freak, so I turned to face the closed door and waited for my floor.

He had bleach-blonde hair and blue eyes. That's the exact kind of guy's I went for, too. Why here? I'm on a mission, and that's not to boy hunt. He was very handsome... or in girl talk, HOTT!

"My name is Jude."

I turned to face him. He was smiling kindly at me as if we've known each other since grade school. He was American. There wasn't very many of my kind here in Japan, so it was weird to see a Caucasian in these neck of the woods.

"Hey, there. My name is Victoria. But I go by Vicky mostly."

His smiled stretched across his whole face as if he just won the lottery. "Wow, that's a pretty name. Around here, it's nice to hear an American name like that instead of all these Chang's and Lee's and such." He laughed.

It was like he was thinking the same this I was. At least in a crowd, I'd be able to pick him out. He wouldn't blend in with all the almond-eyed faces.

"I know, right? That was what I was thinking. Great to meet you, Jude."

The elevator dinged and opened on the seventh floor. My stop. I stepped off and told him goodbye. But, before I took off to go to my room, he caught my hand and twirled me around. The first thing I recall was the sound of a camera going off in my face.

I was stunned.

He had taken a picture of me, dazed, with his cell.

"Give me your number." Jude asked and started to punch into his phone. "I wanna still talk to you. I feel like I can relate." He shrugged, then told me that it was my choice if I gave it to him or not.

"Uhh, sure. Here, put your number in my cell." I took out my cell, handed it to him, and then took his and punched my number into the phone book. Then, he handed back mine and I took a picture of him so it would be the default for his number. "Nice meeting you, Jude. Text ya later."

And with that, I waved goodbye as the doors closed on him and separated us.

I slowly walked back to my room and was almost trampled by Dude.

"Hey, Dudy-butt! How was your day?" I picked him up and kicked off my shoes while flopping on the bed. He meowed at me and I took this as his answer. "Well, that's good. Lazy day at home."

I turned the TV on and started to flip through the channels. "My day was confusing, weird, and I think I'm in a really strange dream that I can't get out of. Ohh, and I think that Vanny and I can talk through our minds or something. Weird, I know."

"Meow."

"Yeah, I know. Now, let's see what's on this channel."

"MEOW!"

"What? Ohh, sorry. I'll flip back to the cat food commercial just for you."

I sat the remote down on the end table and stretched. The mirror across the room reflected my mood right back at me. I was frustrated, confused, sad, and yet somehow a little happy. I sighed and opened to blinds of the window that overlooked the city I had just walked through, without completing what I came here to do. I felt as if Vanny was here in this city. Out of all the cities, this was the one that had drawn me to stay and search.

"-I want your ugly, I want your disease. I want you everything as long as it's free. I want your love, love, love, love. I want your love."

I ran over to my green cell phone and opened it to find a text. From Joshua.

'Where the hell are you, Victoria Emerald Orchard! Get your ass back here. NOW!'

I ignored the text. I couldn't go back just yet. And with my luck, he might just have the police there, trying to track down where my text's are coming from. So, hell no. I pushed a few buttons to block any incoming text/calls from Josh before tucking it in my pocket and laying down on the bed with Dude.

"Meowwwwww."

"Sorry, Dudy. I can't feed you right now. I'll go to the store when I wake up from my nap." I petted him and snuggled my face into his soft back and sighed.

It felt a little bit like home. And as I escaped reality, that was the last thing on my mind.

Besides Vanny.

Where the hell was she?

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~Vanessa's POV~

"Who's 'Vicky?'" Asked the blonde boy on the side of the bed, who was trying to check my bandages.

"None of your business." I hissed. Not directly at him, he was nice, but mostly the others. Three of them just kept throwing questions at me. While the blonde, and one with long brown hair just asked minor things like 'where does it hurt' or 'what dream did you have' and such. Nothing major like the others.

"Who was chasing you?" Asked one of the boys across the room.

"If I knew, I would have told you by now just to shut you up!" I shouted, but then winced and lied back down the other pillow. My arm was killing me.

Then boys were around my age, but I was just guessing by appearance. They all were of different descent.

The long haired teen was the one that had brought me here after I was shot by those three goons. His hair was in a tight braid and ran down his back while his eyes were bright purple. Something I've never seen before. He was dressed in black and seemed fairly nice and sarcastic. Wow, he was American! I didn't see any of my kind around here that often.

The blonde was shorter. His hair was short and his eyes were a pretty shade of green. It was darker than my sisters', but he reminded me of Vicky.

The other three that were still across the room were as different as the first three.

The one that had no fear in asking questions and such was short and had dark brown hair and deep blue eyes. His eyes held no life in them and he seemed very cold and stern. He was Japanese.

Another one had his light brown hair over his right, brown eye. He was the tallest and leanest. He hadn't said much since I woke up. He just leaned against the door frame with his arms crossed. Eyes closed most of the time.

The last one was Chinese. His black hair was pulled back into a tight, tiny ponytail. His eyes were black and he seemed sad, just a little. He wore all white, so somebody must have died that was very close to him. Maybe a lover or family member?

"Hey, maybe they were just trying to pick up some girl, geez, guys. But then they got rough. It's not like it hasn't happened before." The braided one said. He then looked at me and smiled. "I'm Duo."

I just stared at him. I wasn't giving them my name without knowing if I could trust them. Stranger danger. I've had too many bad experiences with that sort of thing.

"I'm Quatre." Said blondie. He then pointed to each of the others. "That's Heero Yuy, Trowa Barton, and Wufei Chang."

The three didn't say anything; although, Wufei seem irritated that Quatre was giving names.

But then, I remembered one of the questions they asked me earlier.

"How do you know Victoria?" I sternly asked.

They all stopped to stare at me for a second before Trowa pushed himself off the door and glanced at me. "You were screaming that name in your sleep."

"Yeah, we were in the other room when we heard you." Quatre told me and finished the bandages.

"Ohh, I guess it was a nightmare." I sighed. No way in hell was I going to tell them about how I communicated with my sister through my mind. I would sound crazy and be put in the loopy-bin.

"So, who is she? A friend?" Duo asked.

"No, my twin." My voice was cold, even though I didn't mean to sound that way. I guess all of the days' events got to me. "Just a nightmare, like I said."

It was quite for a little bit when Quatre broke the silence. "Did you run away from home?"

I eyes flew open and I jumped up. Wincing all the way. "How the hell did you know that!?"

"You just told us."

Shit. I'm soooooo stupid! If I could hit myself without looking like a retard, I would have. "Whatever." I sighed and grabbed my wounded arm with my good one. Why the hell does my life have to suck so badly? It was always me and my family who got the short end of the stick.

"So, may I ask you name?"

"No, you may not." I snapped. "I have no idea if I can trust you and I'm pretty sure I don't want weird boys to be able to stalk me."

Duo laughed. "Is your name Vanessa?"

I eyes grew wide. How the freaking hell did he figure that out?!

"That's the name that was on the backside of the photo you were carrying. And I presume that's your name, since the names are in order of the people standing it looks like." He gave the photo back to me and pointed to the younger me that was smiling and hugging Vicky.

I sighed. "Yeah. I'm Vanessa. Vanessa Opal Orchard."

I didn't even notice the tears rolling down my cheeks.

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~Another POV~

"Did you find them?"

"Yes, Ma'am."

"Where the hell are they then?"

"We weren't able to catch them, Ma'am."

She slapped him.

"Go, now."

"Yes, Ma'am."

The door closed behind the man as he exited with a red hand print on his left cheek. Giving the daily report was the most resented part of the day. Everybody feared the wrath of their boss. Even though she seemed fairly weak and such, she didn't tolerate bullshit.

"I'll get them, even if I have to do it on my own." Her brightly-painted lips spread into a devilish smile. "I'm going to get a hold of those stupid kids even if I have to go through hell to do so. They are the kids of the scientists' that created the most deadliest weapons on the earth."

She smile grew.

"I'll get them. I always do."

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