Darker Than Blood

Prolog

"The battlefields have left me only scars,
I'm floating in the dark,

They paint it on the walls,
Justice doesn't have the strength to hold,
The higher than they climb,
The harder they will fall,
And we will break their bones until they fold,

Darker than the blood,
Higher than the sun,
This is not the end..."

- Steve Aoki feat Linkin Park - Darker Than Blood

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10 years ago.

        In fourth of july. I went to parade with my mom and dad.

        "Mommy.. Mommy.. Daddy.." I kept screamed till at the top of my lungs, but the sound of parade more louder than me.

         I was lost. If I'm not catched a ballon I must be still with them. I remember my mother wore yellow sundress and some flower in the bottom of the dress. I saw her, and relieved wash over me. I walked to her and pulled her dress. She turned around to looked at me. But she not my mother. Her eyes is blue instead like my mother and I with grey eyes, but if you look closer into my eyes it looks green. Her dark brown hair same like my mother and I. It felt like she is my mother twin sister. But my mother never tell me if she ever have twin sister nor older/younger sister.

         "I'm sorry. What can I help you little girl?" her voice more hoarse than my mother.

         "Um.. I lost. I thought you are my mother. She looks like you. I'm sorry." I said as I look at anywhere but her.

        "It's okay, I'm Alice. You--"

        "Hey Al, What's up?" said a man who interrupt her as he walk to us. He looks more younger than her and probably in early twenty .

        When he saw us he said "Who is it?" he looks confused at first but smiling after that.

       "She lost." She said to him. Her eyebrow knit together like she want to say something secretly.

        "Oh.. You want to come with us and search your parents?" He said with big grin as he kneeling in front of me, so our eyes in the same level.

         "Um.. I don't know. I don't know you." My parent always told me to not go with stranger. But they are look nice.

         "Alright. My name is Julian and my wife Alice. And you are?"

        "Scarlet."

         "Well.. Now you know us right?"

         "Um.."

         "Come on. We don't bite." He said with gave me his right hand. I chuckled slightly and put my left hand in him.

         Three of us walk together hand in hand as I look around to search my parent.

         "How looks your parents?" Julian ask me.

         "My dad dirty blonde and wear black shirt and jeans pant, and my mother dark brown hair and wear the same dress as Alice. Do you see them?"

        "No honey." said Alice. "Do you remember their number phone?"

       "No."

        "Do you remember the way to your home?"

         "No." What can be expected from six year old girl like me. I might be pretty smart to spell but not to remember something.

         "It's getting the dark. How about if we are wait in my house as we search for your parent number in phone book?"