Chapter 3

"Well...where should I start?" I asked myself quietly after we had sat down together on the couch.

Flashback...

I sat in front of a computer and clicked on pictures of my mother when she was pregnant. There were pictures of ultrasounds, but none of them had my name on them. I wondered why, but then soon found the answer as a file popped up that said, 'Our daughter'. Not daughters, but daughter. Only Misa's baby pictures were in the file, but the last few pics had another child with Misa. I read the caption underneath of the picture. It's exact words were 'the day we found Lamia'. A low growl rumbled in my throat.

I quickly got off of the computer and ran to my room. I wasn't even supposed to use my parent's computer. Wait, why should I even care. I was adopted, found, whatever. Honestly I didn't even care at the moment because the only feeling I felt was anger for them. They had lied to me about being Misa's twin sister. I didn't see why they never told me the truth, and all I could see in my darkening mind was my 'parents' screaming in pain as I made them suffer the consequences.

A while had passed before I finally decided to confront my 'father' while he was alone in the living room one night. Over the weeks I had gone insane on the inside. Misa's model business had caused part of it because everyone kept pushing me to be a part of it, and I finally snapped. The ninjato I had bought recently was in my right hand as I crept up from behind on my 'father'.

"Lamia, what are you doing?" He literally shouted at me. Good thing 'mother' was asleep and Misa was out of the house at the moment, or my plan would be ruined.

He tried to yank the weapon from my grasp, but only caused the ninjato to twist around and point towards me instead of him as he tried to restrain me. His other hand grabbed my free one and he pulled me forward with a harsh tug, causing the blade to stab me in the shoulder. Immediately, he let me go and looked worried as he had accidentally cause me to be stabbed.

I winced in pain but ripped the blade out of my shoulder. That would leave a mark. I glared up at my guardian or whatever he was while he was distracted from the blood dripping down my arm, and stabbed him in the jugular. Fighting an adult had been harder than I thought it would be, but it was my first time and I had to practice. After all, practice does make perfect.

"Why?" The man had dropped to his knees and was gripping the wound with his hands, as if to make it stop bleeding. I had stabbed him in the side of the neck, so he had seconds left and I smirked as I saw the red numbers above his head lower every heartbeat. His hands were soon covered in his own blood, but I had to admit he was a strong man if he could live this long with a wound in a main artery.

"I'm not even your real daughter, you lied to me my whole life." I pointed the blade at his face as I spat at him. With a quick movement, I stabbed him through the heart and retrieved my weapon swiftly from his body.

I licked my ninjato, wondering what someone else's blood tasted like. His was salty yet sweet at the same time. Overall, it was a treat for my hard work.

"What on earth is happening down here?" My 'mother' screeched as she woke up and walked down the stairs, only to pause at the scene in front of her.

Her brown eyes widened, and she wasn't aware of what was happening behind her. A man with a ski-mask on had crept through the back door, and he was holding a large knife. I slowly backed away towards the front door as my 'mother' yelled and screamed at me wanting to know what happened, then ran as fast as I could. The bloodcurdling screams I heard soon after told me that the man had killed her. It all worked out well for me, because everybody thought it was the burglar that killed them both.

Flashback over...

"Hmm." Beyond muttered and ate some jam he had pulled out of nowhere. "What did you do after you ran off?"

"Called the police. They got what they deserved; my parents did." We sat in silence for a while. I was thinking about my first murder, but then BB asked me a question.

"Will you go somewhere with me today?"

"Yeah, where are we going?" I asked him and he shrugged.

"When can I go home?" I asked him another question and he shrugged again and walked out the door and into the dim daylight. I followed him like a loyal pet would.

"Hey, we match Beyond," I giggled as I seen he was wearing a red and black striped long-sleeved shirt and black pants.

"I guess we do. You can go wherever you want, just try not to get into trouble, Lamia. Also, buy me some strawberry jam."

"Yes 'Master'," I replied with a smirk and walked away from him.

I walked into a candy shop and looked around. I bought Beyond some homemade jam, and me some suckers. After I walked out of the store, I started to wonder where Beyond was. Eh, it's not like I really care or anything. Perhaps I'll find a random stranger to murder. After all, practice does make perfect. I thought happily and snuck into an alley.

I didn't have to wait long before my victim wandered into the shadows of the alley. It was a woman that looked around my age dressed like a whore. Her bleach blonde hair was put into a high ponytail tied by a blue ribbon, which matched her blue shirt that shows off her flat stomach. I glanced above her head and read the name that the floating letters said.

Lucy Loutis. Her lifespan is spinning, probably because she can escape her death right now. I dropped the bag of candy and drew my ninjato. Lucy spun around at the sound and was stabbed through the stomach. You shouldn't have turned around. I smirked and stabbed her again, laughing at the screams she let out.

I wiped my weapon on her to clean it off, not wanting to drink her blood because the way she was dressed, and that could mean her blood wasn't as pure as I liked it. Then I put it away and grabbed the bag of candy, running off to find Beyond. When I ran out of the alley I knocked down a black headed woman.

"S-Sorry!" I said out of breath and helped her up.

"It's alright, I wasn't paying much attention anyways." She smiled. She looked several years older than me, and her eyes narrowed as she looked at me.

I felt threatened by her gaze. I glanced around us and spotted Beyond walking towards me. I wonder why Miss Naomi Misora is staring at me like that. I thought silently, then I realized what it probably was.

"Are you Lamia Amane?" Naomi asked and I nodded.

Phew, I thought she seen some blood on me or something. I mentally sighed in relief.

"Well, uhm, I have to go," I quickly thought up a lie. "My sister wants me to get ready to go back to Japan. Nice meeting you Naomi Misora." I smiled and walked away from her quickly before she could ask how I knew her name. I didn't see B anywhere so I continued walking.

As I was walking down a street with no people, someone wrapped their arms around my waist and covered my mouth as they pulled me into an alley. I recognized the smell of strawberry jam, and knew it was Beyond Birthday.

Something cold and wet went over my cheek, and I turned my head slightly to see it was BB licking me. That boy never ceased to amaze me. I grabbed the hand that was covering my mouth and lowered it.

"What are you doing?" I asked him.

"Licking your cheek."

"Well I knew that. But why? Is there blood on it?"

B nodded and I sighed. No wonder Misora was looking at me like that earlier. I never worried about blood getting on me. Then I remembered the jam and candy I had bought for Beyond. I turned around and held up the bag. "Here ya go, 'Master'." I said putting emphasis on 'Master' as always.

"Thank you." He said and patted me on the head. He took the bag and walked out of the dark alley and into the light outside, with me right behind him.