The blonde woman had her back against the wall and was watching her husband's every movement from the corner of her eye. Her wrung his hands again and again before finally he sighed and looked over to his wife.

"Chinatsu…" He breathed, readying himself for the next sentence, but the blonde beat him to it.

"It happened again, didn't it, Atsushi?" Chinatsu asked, looking intently at her partner. The brown haired, blue eyed man sighed again, closing his eyes. He nodded.

"Yeah, it happened again."

There was silence, before.

"What should we do now then? It's useless if this keeps happening." Chinatsu spat, crossing her arms over her chest. The whole country was relying on them, and if they didn't deliver then…

"Ah, I know…" Atsushi said, raising one his smooth, un-worked hands to massage his temple. "But as on what to do, I don't know. He is still our child after all."

Atsushi snapped his head round to look at his wife when she scoffed. The blonde was looking of to the side, towards their children's room, a disgusted look in her eye.

"Our child?" She laughed a hollow, un-joyous laugh. "That child doesn't belong to us. Heck, he's not even a child; he's a beast – a mere tool for war."

"Chinatsu…" But the woman's husband didn't bother fighting with the blonde, after all, she was right. They hadn't reared their boy like they should raise a child – to them, and everyone else in the small country of Daichi; he was just a monster to be used for fighting.

"So," Chinatsu said sharply, whipping her head round to face her husband's ocean blue eyes again, her brown ones mere slits on her face. "Back to the main topic. What do we do with Carter? There is no way he can be raised to fight if he keeps collapsing. We've waited two years already and it seems as if it's not going to stop. In fact, it seems to be getting worse."

Atsushi let out a deep breath and then flicked his gaze round to the locked door. On the other side of the hallway lay their twins room.

"I guess we have no choice but to dispose of him in a way that the Government believes it was an accident."

"Um. I way that can't point back to us." Chinatsu nodded, understanding what her husband was getting at. "But, how do you kill your son without anyone suspecting you?"

Carter's eyes fluttered open and he looked around his bedroom. His memory was a haze – bits and bobs scattered across his frazzled mind. He remembered pain – an unbearable pain – and then, after that all he saw were malicious emerald green eyes and razor sharp teeth. He shuddered. What was happening to him?

"Carter?" Came a weak voice laced with sleep. Carter looked over to his twin brothers bed, seeing the eleven year old boy sit up and rub his eyes free of sleep. "Are you ok?"

Carter hesitated before nodding and averting his gaze away from his brother to stare at the night sky beyond their window. It was a full moon tonight and for some reason that always gave the black haired boy a bad feeling.

"Alex?" Carter asked, still not looking at his best-friend. "Did I collapse again?"

There was silence.

"Yeah…" Alex whispered. Sure, after the first few times he had gotten used to it, but it was still a shock to see the person you hold dearest to you lying on the floor unconscious. But, at least Alex had been given a syringe full of that nasty black liquid now, in case there was no-one around. "Yeah, you did, Carter."

Carter sighed and flopped backwards onto his bed, his eyes registering ever miniscule crack or stain on their otherwise bare ceiling.

"What do you think it is?"

Alex looked at his brother and sighed, desperately wanting to know the answer, but actually not having the slightest clue. He ran a hand through his blonde hair and closed his eyes, also laying back down on his bed.

"I don't know Carter, but we'll figure it out, ok?"

"U-Um…"

Carter jolted awake, his body plastered in sweat. He looked around the room, everything seemed normal, but… There was a bright orange light flooding in from under the door, accompanied by wisps of thick grey smoke. Suddenly, there was a hand tugging at his sleeve and Carter cranked his head round slowly – reluctant to look away from the door – the see his brother's panicked face.

"Carter, we need to get out of here!" Despite the situation, Alex seemed so calm, a fact that Carter had always been jealous of. In tough situations, Carter had always gone into a frenzy.

"Alex?" Alex just tugged harder on Carter's sleeve and pointed to the window.

"No questions, we need to move!" Carter nodded and climbed from his bed, hissing as his bare feet hit the now baking floor.

The two ran to the window and Alex let go of Carter to try and lift the latch. No good, for some reason it was locked.

"Damn… It's locked." Alex said, looking over his shoulder to his slightly younger twin.

Carter snapped his head up and looked at his brother wide eyed.

"How can it be locked? It's never locked!" He burst. "And it definitely wasn't locked when we went to bed, I remember seeing the latch up!"

Alex looked back at the window and studied it for a moment.

"Well, someone's locked it…" He paused and glanced around the room. Spotting the thing he wanted his eyes immediately lit up and he clambered off of the windowsill and over to their toy box. "Don't worry though, I have a plan."

Reaching into the mess of discarded toys, Alex pulled out something they hadn't used for ages. Their plastic, hard walkie-talkies. The blue eyed boy smirked.

"Carter, duck." Carter looked confused for a moment at the strange command, but seeing his brother pull his arm back he understood and quickly ducked down low.

Alex threw the walkie-talkie as hard as he could and flinched as it smashed through the thin glass of the window, sending glittering shards across the floor. Carter hesitated before looking up and then looked over to his brother is shock before smiling. Alex ran over to the windowsill and proceeded to climb back up and carefully manoeuvre himself around the shards of sharp glass and through the window frame. When he was out, he pulled a bin over and reached in to help his brother through.

Carter scrambled off of the floor and began to make his way over to his brothers outstretched hand when he froze mid-step, his heartbeat suddenly getting louder and louder until it drowned out all other sounds. The green eyes boy gasped and sunk to his knees, his eyes wide and one hand gripping his chest. No, he knew this feeling. No, not now. Not now!

The door to the boys bedroom burst open and the flames found their way in, quickly devouring every bit of furniture and making their way rapidly over to the window.

"Carter?" His brother's voice was muffled. It sounded so distant, so far away. "Carter!"

The flames surrounded him, blocking off the window and yet they still poured through the door. Carter gasped for air, the pain still rippling through his body and intensifying by the second. He desperately needed to breath, but the thick smoke wouldn't let him have his way.

Ashes stung his eyes. The flames licked at his skin. Pain shot through his body. His brothers voice was even more distant now and seemingly getting further and further away.

"Alex…" Carter croaked. Then, everything disappeared in a black swirl.

Awww, poor Carter! There's like two more parts to his past and then we move onto the game between The Gold Team and The Brown Team! Only one more day to vote guys, I'm closing the poll tomorrow night!

Changed who I'm going as to the anime expo. My friends thinking of going as Tobi from Naruto so I'm going as Deidara. LOL, we are total fans of those two!

Only one more day of my holiday! Damn it!