DISCLAIMER - this story has a love interest and some enemies, but the story is not based upon them, it's based upon family.
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Load the gun, safety off, aim, pull the trigger, BANG!
Hide the body, clean the blood, re-load the gun, next target...
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•Drake Armani-Rodriguez •16 •the eldest triplet
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The six-year-old twins walked into school for the first time- Levi had enrolled them.
The second they walked in their eyes collectively fell onto a certain other pair - ones identical to one of Luna's. Caribbean blue.
They stood frozen in shock, as did the other child, just staring at one another. There, infront of them, was an exact double of Theo, the only difference being a freckle on his cheek and his eyes.
Theo being the first to move, he tentatively made slow steps towards the young boy, the boy mirroring his actions.
Luna snapped out of her stupor and made a few steps forwards, so she was slightly behind Theo.
"Who are you, and- and why do you both look like me?" The young boy asked once he was directly infront of Theo, knitting his brows and tilting his head.
"I'm... I'm Theo and that's Luna. We're twins. Why do you look like us?"
"I don't know... maybe I'm your twin too?"
"I never knew we had another twin. Why didn't we know about you?"
"I don't know... where are your mummy and daddy?"
"We don't have a mummy. Just a daddy. He's called Levi. He's really nice. Where are your mummy and daddy?" Theo answered, tilting his head.
"I don't have a mummy or a daddy. I've lived in the orphanage since I was a baby."
"Our daddy lives in one of those too! He lives in one five minutes away though... I think you'd like him. He takes us for ice cream and to the park and he even got us to go here!" Theo replied, love and adoration clear on his face when he was talking about Levi.
"I always wanted a daddy," Drake replied, visibly deflated.
"He's coming to pick us up later, do you want to meet him? Maybe he can tell us if you're our twin too! There's a word isn't there? It begins with a T... triplet! That's it. If you're our triplet!"
Flashback over.
Lucien's POV:
We all sat frozen for a second, processing what the twins just told us.
"Triplets?" Oscar whispered.
"How? Mum said the third died in her stomach, right?" Ezra added in, disbelief evident in his tone.
"No. If the third triplet died then how would they know about him?"
"What if he's alive? What if mum lied?" Dean asked, tearing up.
