It has been a few days since Clara's encounter with T-bone and Aiden. She was about to make her next robbery at another jewelry store. It wasn't as high tech as the one on her first attempt, it was just an average jewelry store. Clara decides to bring the same weapons she usually brought: two silenced pistols, her daggers, and of course her grapple gun.

This time, she wasn't going to steal random jewelery and take it back to the pawn shop. She was going to steal a special bracelet for someone who she hasn't visited in a while. Lena Pearce. After rescuing Aiden, it made Clara think about her involvement in Lena's death. She has not visited Lena ever since she was shot, but today she is leaving something besides flowers.

Wearing her usual attire, Clara gets her bike from the car valet and heads towards the jewelry store. She parks her bike at a distance from the store, as usual, and studies the place. The store was a bit small, but there were guards blocking the front door. They looked to be police officers.

Clara gets off her bike and aims one of her pistols towards a hispanic police officer, who was blocking the door, and delivers a headshot. He dies instantly. The officer standing beside him quickly takes notice and kneels towards his dead partner. Feeling upset, he starts searching for his partner's killer.

Clara almost felt bad, but immediately brushes off the feelings. She needed to get that bracelet. The cop wanders away from the store; heading the opposite direction from where Clara was. Clara was about to aim her pistol at him and fire, but she hesitates and decides not to kill him. He was only doing his job.

She quietly goes towards the jewelry store while his back is turned and peeks inside the store. She could see an enforcer with his back turned to her. She hated those guys and they were a pain to take out because of the protection they wear.

He stood in front of the table that contained the bracelet Clara was going to get for Lena. It was a golden bead bracelet with a star in rhe middle. She goes inside and hides behind one of the jewelry tables. She waits for the enforcer to move away, but he doesn't budge. She didn't want to wait any longer.

She pulls out her grapple gun and shoots at the enforcer. The hooks attaches to his suit. The hook drags him towards Clara and he is pulled to the ground, causing his rifle to jump out of his hands. Clara grabs his rifle while standing above him. The enforcer looks up at her and immediately recognizes her.

"You?" He starts, but doesn't finish once she starts pounding bullets into him with the rifle. Bullets push through his protective gear and he screeches before dying. She strides over to the bracelet in a hurry and snatches it. Suddenly, one of the cops outside spots Clara and calls for backup. Clara fires her pistol at him, but it was too late, backup had already been called.

She dashes back to her motorcycle outside with the bracelet in her hand and begins her escape. Two flashing police cars who were called as backup spots her speeding past them and they turn around to follow her in pursuit. Clara hears sirens coming from behind her and sees the two police cars following her.

She speeds up while pulling out her phone. She activates one of the dedsec hacks she saved on her phone and creates a blackout. The whole area was plunged into darkness and it was hard for police to find their target. Clara tried her best to see what was ahead of her. Suddenly, the sound of the sirens start to fade away. Had they lost her?

She doesn't look back and keeps driving. Eventually, the sirens were gone which gave Clara the courage to take a quick glance behind her. She turns, but doesn't see anyone behind her. She looks foward at the road and spots a cemetery ahead of her. Right on time.

Clara parks her bike next to the gate entrance before getting off. The lights turn back on and as she walks in, she can already remember the dreadful memory. She felt like she was in the scenario all over again. She reaches Lena's grave and pulls out the bracelet. She hears a brushing noise and looks around frantically to see what it was. It was just the wind blowing on the trees.

She felt a little paranoid coming back here. A part of her mind expected hitmen to get up from their hiding spots and start shooting her while another part expected Aiden to show up. But they don't. She was only surrounded by darkness and gentle wind.

The only thing that produced light was the full moon. The light seemed to shine right on Lena's grave.

She inhales sharply before speaking, "Hello, Lena. It's been a while since you've last seen me. Even though I've never met you, I'm sure that if you were still alive today, you would make something of yourself. Unlike me, who is doing bad things like stealing."

She was silent before continuing, "I got this bracelet for you."

She places the bracelet on top of her tombstone while trying to hold a lump forming in her throat. She wasn't going to cry. She wanted to, but she didn't. She stares at her grave for a few more seconds before turning away. She had to leave. She didn't want any more memories. She strides towards her bike and starts to leave. She thought about what she had juat said back there.

"I really need to stop talking to myself."

Even though it was a warm sunny morning, it felt grim for Aiden. He was woken up at 3 am by fixers, causing him to lose another apartment. Although, he scrambles his signal, they still keep finding him.

Every now and then, he would have to find different apartments to stay in. Eventually, he would have no home and he would be stuck in the middle of nowhere. Blume already knows about the bunker so he coudn't go there.

Right now, he has managed to get a new apartment in Pawnee. He thought about this whole lifestyle and it might be time for him to leave Chicago. It was just a thought and he didn't know if he'd really leave or not.

Regardless of all the fixers, he wanted to visit Lena. He hasn't made the time to go visit her because of the run-ins with these fixers. On his way to the cemetary, he couldn't help but think about what happened a few days back. Who saved him? T-bone? No, he wouldn't be the type to leave him hearts and flowers and then take off. Could it be her?

"No, she's dead Aiden," he thought to himself.

He wondered what happened to Clara's body. It's likely that someone must have called an ambulance and rushed her to the hospital. The news was saying that she's dead. He hated to see it because he felt guilty about not saving her in time.

He thought about how he got mad at her for helping Lucky Quinn, but she didn't know what he planned to do. He was too overwhelmed by the stress of having his data stolen and he wanted to know who ordered the hit on him.

Still, she was the closest he ever had to a friend and she was one of the best hackers he knew. He could have talked to her and try to work things out, but instead he went to the Merlaut to finish Lucky Quinn.

It has been 2 years since he last saw her alive. Guilt fills his heart once he reaches the cemetery. He gets out of his car and walks slowly towards Lena's grave. Aiden looks down at her picture. He could almost remember all of the memories with his family like it was yesterday. While Nicky would be busy putting Jackson to bed, Aiden would often read bedtime stories to Lena because he knew that was the only thing that would put her to sleep the best.

He could also remember the birthday parties. Nicky would make him help with decorations in order to throw a surprise birthday party for Lena or Jackson. He missed those times.

Aiden was brought back to reality once he notices a shiny object inside the flowers. He reaches for it and picks it up. It was a golden bracelet with a star in the middle.

"How did this get here?"

Someone must have left it. Who would leave something like a bracelet on Lena's grave. Aiden didn't think it was a bad thing. He was used to people leaving her flowers, but a bracelet? Who would leave it? Nicky and Jacks left the city, so it couldn't be them, unless they came back to visit. Aiden doubted that.

Perhaps it was the same person who left him cookies. There was only one person that he could think of. Clara. It can't be. She used to leave flowers for Lena, but he saw her get shot twice. She wasn't moving while she was on the ground.

He now wanted to stay in Chicago and find out who was doing this. He returns to his car and while driving, he sticks his hand inside the bag of cookies. He pulls out a chocolate chip cookie and takes a bite.

It was another day off and Kenshin has decided to take a walk around the city. He has heard a lot about a thief who has been stealing from jewelry stores and they still get away with it. There were several TV's around the city, so anywhere he went, he would hear the news talking about the thief. One of the TV's showed the news talking about another robbery.

"Police are investigating yet again, another robbery taking place inside a jewelery store. Usually the thief, otherwise known as the Black Dragon, would steal multiple pieces of jewelry. However, employees only found one piece of jewelry missing, which was a golden bracelet. Three police officers, who were on duty that night, were shot and killed by the Black Dragon."

Kenshin shakes his head.

"One police officer got a glimpse of the thief. What we know is that she looked to be in her late 20s. She was also driving a street sport motorcycle while being chased. Here is a sketch of the thief."

A picture pulls up showing a woman with a black and white mohawk wearing a bandana. The woman suddenly looked familiar to Kenshin. Flashbacks of a familiar mohawk haired woman entering his school fills his mind. Could this be his student?

Kenshin was the type of person who would immediately recognize someone no matter how different they looked. The photo was interrupted by an ad. Kenshin sits on a bench and searches Clara's name in the search engine. Several results come up. The most popular one stated that she was shot and killed at a cemetery. Another showed a theory of her being alive.

"This must be some sort of mistake," Kenshin thought.

He then stumbles across pictures of Clara lying on the ground in a bloody mess in a surveillance canera. He scrolls through them and realized it was her in the picture. He stops once he finds a comparison between the Black Dragon and Clara Lille. Kenshin looks back and forth at the two pictures. He then realized that this was his student.

Journal #8

I don't know why, but I feel drained. I've been up since 10:00pm and something is picking at me. I can't sleep. Giving up on tossing and turning, I've decided to write down my thoughts that are keeping me from sleeping.

I think I'm getting tired of this whole lifestyle. I've just gotten so used to it that I want to take a break from it. Something else is bothering me though. I visited Lena's grave a couple of hours ago and I left her a bracelet that I stole. I didn't tell my father I was going to steal like I usually do. I didn't want him selling the bracelet because I wanted to give it to Lena.

I felt something strange when I went to the cemetery again after a year. I think I felt a sense of nostalgia. It was almost like this lifestyle doesn't make me feel at home. Even though my father is family, I was thinking of taking a break. Maybe I should do something different tomorrow like going shopping. Of course not at a jewelry store, but perhaps a mall. I'll do that.

As long as I don't spend so much money, I should be fine. Reaching this conclusion, I now feel some relief. I'm going to try and get some shut eye before it reaches midnight. I don't like going to sleep so late.

No, I am not being racist because I mentioned the officer was hispanic. I've been writing a lot and on my notebook, I've reached chapter 13. There's a lot more coming so keep reading ;)