| Chapter 2: The Regret |

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Location: 89-140 Mont Blanc Valley Avenue, Italy
Date: March 27th,1930
Time: 10:00 am

Lily's POV
It's been 10 years since then. I can't remember it clearly anymore, it all seems like a daze. The last thing I remember is waking up, soaked in rain and ash. My house was burned down and I'm assuming my family did with it. The only thing we found in the rubble was a single family photo that was horribly burned. The picture showed what I assumed to be my parents, but from their shoulder up the photo was burned. Below that was me and Leo. We seemed... Happy.

I held up that exact photo as I stared into it. Leo used to be my butler at that time, I mean... He still is, but now he's more of erm- it's hard to explain. "Did you start on your art piece yet?" Leo's voice shattered through my thoughts. "Ah... Not yet." I sighed. "You need to get to it." He grumbled. "Yeah, yeah. I will..." I sighed as I stood up and headed to my art room.

As I started to paint, I could hear Leo playing the piano in the other room. 'Moonlight Sonata. How classy.' I thought. Somehow, every time I hear him play piano, I get more and more lost in my art. When I finally zoned in I realized what I had painted... It was a depiction of a large door in what seemed like a hallway. There small crack between the door, meaning it was open to look inside. "H-h...hnn... AHHH!" I fell back in terror. I didn't know why I was so scared of it, but the very core of my body was shaking in fear. It got to the point where my Kindle rabbit ears and tail popped up out of reaction. I heard the piano stop and Leo came walking in. "What's wrong?" He saw the painting and faced it the other way. "You... Seriously. Even up till now you never forgot that door." He began to pat my head. I was tearing up. "It's all over. They can't hurt you anymore." He pulled me up and exited the room. "Wanna play piano?" He asked. I nodded slightly. It wasn't long till I learned how to play 'Moonlight Sonata' by heart.

Location: China, Unknown
Date: March 28th, 1930
Time: 12:00 am, Midnight

Morgan's POV
I woke up from my horrible nightmare. Such a thing happens every night, the same scene that tends to plague my mind. The family I had watched over through generation after generation. Now that the family had ended... there will be no more bunny Kindles. Just like my generation had become extinct. I have failed throughout the journey of helping others. Upon thinking through the nightmare I began to feel once again everything.

*Flashback*

"Hey... I got rumors from other groups about these people. I think they robbed us of our money. It's only fair that I take it back right?!" David cracked his knuckles and transformed. I had stared darkly, "David, don't do what you're thinking. It's not going to solve our problems. Please don't do something you'll regret." I had spoken seriously "I won't-" David was cut off, when I yelped in pain as I held my arm. I was shot! I noticed David's leg was shot. As he screamed "BASTARDS!" And  pounced at Jacob, ripping him to shreds. Yet I tried to stop him it wasn't them. Caroline, the butlers and maids had also been shot to their death. David quickly grabbed hold onto me and ran for it. We both entered the car and sped away. "David! Pull this car over! We could save them! Their are others in that house!" I had shouted. "No! We're not turning this car around!" His response to me.

"Fine!" I had opened the door and jumped out. "What the fuck!" He shouted. I cringed at the language. "We must he-" I was cut off as far off the place exploded into flames. "NNNOOOOO!" I fell to the ground. David yanking me to my feet. "We must leave, NOW!" Continuously pulling myself away, I rejected. "No! I'm not going back there! I'm not going to be there slaving for you everyday! I'm not a child! I'm much older than you can even imagine! Leave me be! I'm done with you and the mafia! DONE!" I screeched tears falling from my eyes. "Done..." and with that I tugged away from his hold and disappeared from sight. Going under the radar knowing he'd try to find me again.

*Flashback Ends*

Location: America, Unknown
Date: March 27th, 1930
Time: 1:00pm

Dante's POV
For those that don't know... I'm Dante, a professional assassin that lives in the shadows. I'm also a bat kindle, I went to Japan to study abroad for college and came back as an assassin with a girlfriend. Her name is Natalie, and erm... There's a bit of a problem with her... she's a yandere... But nonetheless I still love her the same. I opened my apartment door and entered the room. "Oh? Dante is back!" Natalie jumped onto me as fast as she could. Her pink hair smelled like blood, and she had several bloodstains on her pink dress. Natalie always wore pink because it was easy to rid of bloodstains that way. "What did you do?" I asked as I held her close. "I... I killed the tenant next door." She smiled crazily. "Natalie... Please don't kill others for my sake. I wouldn't want you getting hurt because of it." I asked. "I don't understand your feelings. Anything is possible as long as I have Dante." She turned her head to the side. A knock interrupted our talk which seemed to make Natalie a bit angry. "Tsk, hold on Dante." Her face turned sour as she went into the closet to get her most beloved item other than myself... her chainsaw. She approached the door giggling, and pulled it open swiftly. "WHO DARES INTERRUPT MY TIME WITH DANTE?!" She screamed as she pulled out the chainsaw. At the other end of the door was a familiar face. It was David.

Natalie quickly realized and threw down the chainsaw and hugged him. "Ah Onii-chan!" Natalie often referred David as her big brother because they are actually in fact half siblings. Other than an obsession with me, she also makes sure her big brother is safe. "Hey, you two." David walked in and shut the door behind him. "It's nice to see you again, David. What's up?" I said. "Actually... I might have a job for you two." He replied. "Oh? If that's the case... come sit down." I smiled as I led him to our business office.

To Be Continued...

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