Chapter 89 - A Debt : Part 3

"Hey, ugly assassin!" A young teen rushed her way to a certain assassin with a red porcelain mask.

"Wait for me!" The teen yelled again, trying to catch up with the said assassin. Her long bob hair that was the same colour as the assassin's bounced around as she ran.

A round glasses with a bright pink colour adorned her eyes that had pupils as deep as the void. The colour of her glasses matched with her leather slit hooded dress. There was an attached darker pink studded arm wrap and hoodie alongside a black waist clincher.

It was quite flashy, but don't blame her taste.

Her over-the-knee black boots clanked with the ground when the teen breathlessly ran to the assassin.

"How the fuck is she so fast-" She paused for a moment before continuing to try to catch up with the assassin again.

"Ugly assassin! Hey!" She finally managed to catch up with her who had already stopped walking for a while.

Adreanna had already sitten down on the edge of the building, completely ignoring a certain pink obsessed girl beside her. She looked down to her target from her red porcelain mask, observing the situation coldly.

"You are no fun." The said pink-obsessed girl huffed and quickly took a seat beside Adreanna.

Her long bob hair swayed with the wind, joining Adreanna's braided hair. "Can you show your face? Are you that ugly to the point of hiding it?"

She sighed when she got no answer and squinted her eyes at Adreanna. "Are you sure you're a human and not a robot?"

"Yooo, girl." She waved her hand to the Vergessene's face and got no response.

"It's been five minutes, and I feel like I'm talking to a statue." She crossed both of her hands to her chest and followed Adreanna's gaze to the poor government that probably would die in an hour or so.

She stole glances at Adreanna and looked over to her braided hair. The young teen took a pink ribbon out of her pocket with a beaming smile and attached it to Adreanna's braided hair like a hair tie.

The assassin quickly looked over to her, suspiciously inspecting the girl. The said girl only gave her a proud smile as she spread her hands.

"Ta-da!" She triumphantly stated. "Pink ribbon suits your red theme, don't you think?"

The girl took out another red ribbon from her pocket and attached it to her hair like a headband. "So it's only right if red ribbon suits my pink theme."

She playfully nudged Adreanna's side with her elbow and smirked. "We're like a duo now."

"The duo assassin!" She happily exclaimed, smiling as bright as the sun above them.

Adreanna took a long time to observe the girl beside her like prey. There was an uncanny aura that emitted from her red porcelain mask as she kept staring at her.

"You're a serial killer, not an assassin." 16-year-old Adreanna uttered without a single tone in her voice as she diverted her gaze to the government again.

The girl clasped both of her hands. "Oh, so you do talk!"

"I'm willing to change my title into an assassin if you show me your face." The serial killer grinned and wiggled her eyebrows at the unamused assassin.

"I'll be going to public and say 'yo, the serial murders that had been happening around the government is actually me. Don't call me a serial killer, call me an assassin just like my partner ugly assassin over here.'"

"Take it as a gratitude of encountering the great Maera herself." She proudly put a hand on her chest.

Adreanna suddenly jumped down to the government as fast as the wind, leaving Maera blinking confusedly at the sudden disappearance.

"Eh...?" She muttered before belatedly realizing that the assassin had blatantly abandoned her.

Maera quickly followed her and jumped down as well. "Hey! Hey, ugly assassin! I'm just joking."

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A pink ribbon glued on the edge of a whiteboard outshined everything on the wall as a boy froze in front of his brother's gaze. The wardrobe had been opened by Kiaran as Axel felt like his life had ended right then and there.

When Kiaran opened the closet, Axel did not notice that he had disappeared.

Because Kiaran-

Kiaran was staring at him right in the eyes.

But then it seemed like his brother pretended that he did not see him. Axel knew that blue eyes very well, the blue eyes that knew everything.

So he was perplexed when Kiaran talked as if he wasn't there and how Adreanna had pretended that he wasn't there too. Then the boy looked down and saw nothingness, not a body, not a stray of hair, just nothing.

Maybe the demon power was responding to his flight or fight stance.

"You remember your debt, right?"

A debt...? What debt?

Axel warily observed Adreanna's emotionless eyes that had become wide. He frowned when he caught the look in her eyes that was too unusual. She never showed any emotions like this before.

"You want me to pay the debt right now?" Her voice almost sounded like a whisper.

Wait. Did she want to pay the debt by giving him away? Would she give him away? But she- she promised, right? Adreanna would never break her promise.

...right?

Kiaran brought a finger up to his chin. "Let's see." He pretended to think as his lips formed a slight smirk. Axel knew that manipulation too well.

"Nah, it'll be such a waste using it on a boy like him." His brother brushed it off and waved his hand in front of her.

A waste?

Axel seemed to be lost in his own train of thoughts as the conversations between his older siblings kept going. There was static covering his brain like thick clouds, and the boy could not hear anything. His mismatched eyes went blank while he stared at the floor outside the wardrobe.

He did not realize that Kiaran had left nor noticed that Adreanna had been calling him to reappear.

"Axel?"

Huh, was someone calling him? That voice sounded familiar. There was also someone standing in front of him. Was it her voice?

"Axel, Kiaran's gone now. You can appear again."

Oh.

Axel snapped out of it and looked up to see Adreanna looking right through him. He took a deep breath and thought about a reason to appear. Biting his lip, the boy could feel his body slowly becoming solid again.

"Are you okay?" She softly asked despite having no tone at all.

Was he okay? He really did not know. She had been asking that question so much, and Axel really did not know what was the definition of 'okay' was.

Axel clenched his fists as he stared at his sister. "Adreanna, the thing you talk about with Kiaran, what is it?"

His nails became white for how hard he clenched them. "What debt?" He continued, putting all the courage to simply ask a question that he did not actually want to know the answer to.

"I can't tell you about it." Adreanna's gaze turned colder in a second, causing Axel to flinch away. The boy desperately tried to hide his trembling hands.

He was just getting used to showing everything to Adreanna so why- why would this happen? Was he really that naive?

"Why?" He asked again with his leftover courage, venturing and wishing for something of an answer.

He did not need an answer actually. He just wanted reassurance and truth. That she would not use him like Kiaran said, that she was doing all of this just out of care instead of seeing him as an object.

He felt it again- the helplessness of being in a situation where you did not know anything. He always felt that way when he was with Kiaran, only obeying his every word.

And he hated that Adreanna acted like Kiaran right now.

The boy's mismatched eyes stared at her with hopelessness. The dark circle under his eyes looked more pathetic in this situation.

"I just can't." Her words were sharp, making the boy snap his mouth shut.

Adreanna turned away from him and went to snatch her black cloak from the wall and red gloves from the table near her. "I need to go tonight."

She started to dress up even though it was still morning. Axel quickly rose up from the wardrobe and made his way to his sister. "I'll come-"

"No. You can't." She cut him off without giving a single glance at the boy.

Axel did not get to voice his thoughts to her as she slammed the door close on him. Adreanna left him staring at the door with despair.

If Kiaran really wanted her to pay the debt that time, would she give him away?