• Prologue: Is This The End…?
    Barcelona, Spain
    June 18, 2012
    12:06pm

    “Nnnnngh…” was the faint moan I made as a slid down the brick wall, at the end of the old Spanish alley… what a terrible place to meet my early end. Crimson blood seeped from the gash on my arm, bruises and minor cuts covered my entire body.

    A tall dark figure walked closer to me I narrowed my eyes giving him a dangerous look; it was no use though… we both knew how this would end. I reached shakily for my gun but my undying want to save myself, to live on another day, to have the chance to start over… was answered with a deafening gun shot as a surge of pain shot through my entire body. The bullet sunk deep into my arm, I barely winced; even in this much pain I refused to give him the pleasure of seeing me lose my composure.

    He smirked at me. The very sight of him made me want to blow his brains out. The man who would be the cause of my untimely demise, Maxmillian Thorne; an accomplice who turned on me; I thought him to be dead until recently… Now I really wish I had finished the job… He walked closer, every step made me flinch as they echoed throughout the dark alley way.

    Kneeling down to my level careful not to get any blood on his tux, god forbid he get a little dirt on his suit. He was always a bit of a clean freak; he never did the dirty work either. He leaned in close enough to kiss me, the kind of contact with him I would have died for years ago. But then again, at that time I was young and stupid. Who’s going to believe that though? That’s what everyone says… after having nearly been killed by their practically-but-not-official-boyfriend… duh, of course… such a common scenario.

    Whispering in that patronizing tone of his, I wanted to destroy him right then and there. “I don’t see why you keep trying… its over.” He smiled as if amused by something in a sick and twisted way; that’s Max for you. I glared at him, if I could’ve moved I would’ve pounded the living s**t out of him.

    “There’s no point in trying. You are useless. You aren’t even worthy of living, like a little parasite you cling desperately to life while taking innocent lives to cover your own little secrets. I know what you’re like, Kumiko, blaming it all on the past and doing whatever you can to make it up to everyone, when who you are really just trying to make it up to yourself. I know what-”

    “You really think it’s that easy…? That ******** simple?” I growled, narrowing my eyes sharply at him. That was what I hated most about Max. When he figured out how you work, he’d pick at those details… your strengths, your weaknesses; he could break apart your entire being in his mind.

    Before I could continue he backhanded me with full force. I winced lightly, he smirked. Having me so vulnerable was a rare thing; I guess he thought he should enjoy it while he can. With good reason, cause the moment I find the strength… I won’t will I? I’ve been shot in both of my shoulders, and the beating I received before I took off in another direction, this direction, a ******** dead end, was so terrible I’m surprised I made it this far.

    “As I was saying before you so rudely interrupted, I know what kind of person you are, and you aren’t making any kind of difference. It’s nothing but greedy self satisfaction, isn’t it? Is it not?” Max continued in absolute animosity his smile growing wider; he was a sadistic sick ********. He raised an eyebrow and reached for the cut on my face, I edged away as he did so, but he wiped some of the red flow from the small slice.

    Licking it off of his finger he smirked. “The blood of a traitor… and the taste of sweet vengeance. Where have I heard this before?” A burning wave of fiery anger overcame me; I had never hated someone so much… As he gracefully rose to his feet wiping the blood off of his finger with a linen napkin he pulled from his breast pocket, I knew this was my final chance. If I didn’t take immediate action, it was over… and I wasn’t about to let Max kill me.

    I gathered what little strength I had to kick his knee; he lost his balance and toppled over landing on his butt completely dumbfounded by the suddenness of it all. I jumped up as hastily as I could and made a dash for the way out. The two grizzly thugs whom Maxmillian had brought with him seemed readied for my attack.

    They carried the heavy scent of aftershave but still wore their five o’clock shadow, looking like they had just walked out of the movies, the Godfather or Scarface, absolutely badass. Thing is, It doesn’t matter unless you can genuinely measure up to the looks. Sadly I think they might, but I’d really know in due time… Sadly.

    Before I could make a decision about it, it was too late yet another bullet went through my thigh, I tripped over myself with a startled gasp and slid to a stop on the hard concrete… It was over… Everything I had worked so hard to achieve, everything I’d done… All for nothing, it was over

    I told you it was no use, even he told you, Kumiko, Kumiko, Kumiko… Do you ever listen? A familiar voice chastised me, Kyatta. Her seductive voice drew out every word in a serial killer manor, what’s sad is she’s always sounded that way. Like I would ever listen to you… I spat back in my mind.

    Kyatta, my second personality… Kyatta and I would both meet our ends. There were good points to this true enough; Kyatta would never come out again… and I wouldn’t have to deal with all this pain any more… I would be free. I wouldn’t be causing her anymore trouble or worry. I know she’ll miss me but…

    It’s not like I still have a reason for living, and like Max had said, I didn’t deserve to live. I’m nothing but an emotionally crazed homicidal. What’s the point in moving on when the dark depths that seems to be swallowing me up… are so welcoming.

    I could just give in, either way I would have died. I’ve been suffering terribly of an unknown disease… I just wish the one who had promised to kill me could have done it… rather than this traitor. It’s not like I have a choice now. She’s late. I won’t make it… I’m just glad I got to spend that much time with her before I’d go… I can at least say I had made some sort of difference…

    As everything began to fade away into the never ending void of darkness, I could only think of a time when everything was much brighter…