Chapter 12.5.1 What Do You Know?

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Alias' POV:


As I stared at the curved scythe in my face, I looked at the expression on Ruby's face. She looked mad and hurt.

"May I help you, young lady?" I asked.

"Tell me what I know about my mother!"

I put my finger under her scythe and then forcibly knocked it away. My finger had enough force to knock it out of her hands, which startled her. "Don't wanna."

"Why not!?"

"You are not yet ready, young grasshopper."

"What!? Stop lying! Tell me what I want to know about my mother."

"Your mother? Oh yes, your mother, now let's see, she was...a woman...had hair...fingers...I believe she had legs, too. Oh, and hips. I can't forget about her hips. Anything else?"

"Yeah, what was she to you?!" demanded the blonde.

I looked at her, then at Ruby, and sighed. "OK, I'll be honest with you. I told you Summer was my friend, right?"

"Yea, what of it?"

"Well, that's not entirely true." Looks of confusion crossed the four girls' faces. "Summer and I were indeed friends, very close. She was basically like a mother to me. But that's not how things were when we first met."

"What do you mean?" asked Ruby, lowering her weapon.

"Truth is...Summer Rose wasn't just my friend. She was my therapist."

The girls were speechless.

"Therapist?" asked Ruby, "th-there's no way. Mom was never a therapist."

"Well, she wasn't a professional therapist, but she was meant to help me."

"Why?"

"Tell us more," demanded Yang, "she was a huntress; how could she have been a therapist to a random person like you?"

"Yeah, I'm not telling you more," I sighed.

"Why not?"

"Too many eavesdroppers." I pointed to the people inside who were eagerly watching our conversation.

"I don't care who's listening! Tell us what you know about her and how do you know about Ruby?" Yang's eyes flared red.


3rd Person POV:


"From Summer, of course," Alias smirked, "I've waited so many years to meet the children she was so proud of, always bragging about you to me. She would always go on and on about her little girls." he cupped both of their faces. "You know it's funny, in my head, you were both two years old, but look at you now. All grown and beautiful, your mother would be very proud."

"Don't act as if you know us! You don't speak of our mother so familiarly! You don't know who we are or what we've been through, so stop pretending you know all about us!" Yang's face was twisted with rage as she stared down Alias.

Alias scanned her up and down; he began looking at her and started checking out her body. "Hhhmmm, those legs, that figure, the hairstyle, and that rack," Yang's cheeks turned red, and she covered her chest, "you must be the sister, Yang."

"Yeah, I'm her sister. Now tell us-"

"Which would also make you Raven's daughter."

Yang slowly lowered her hands in disbelief. "You-you know about-"

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