Who We Aren't (SLOW UPDATE)

Chapter 4

Finally got the next chapter written. Enjoy and let me know what you think. I'm taking thoughts/ideas/suggestions. If you want to see something, let me know because there is always the chance of making it happen since I don't have a set idea of what is going to happen. I just know what direction to go and what will eventually happen. (Probably shouldn't say that. 😳)

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**| Sang's POV |**

The house was a two story with a tall wooden fence blending into the forest in the backyard and a waist high fence around the front yard. A little girl's bike was flipped over on the immaculate lawn, with some other girl toys scattered around. I bypassed the front yard, going towards the back, jumping the seven-foot fence with ease to get into the backyard.

I could hear the man shouting and when I glanced in a window, it showed a living room with a large, burly man pacing the room, holding a gun. The room was trashed and I'm pretty sure the carpet had blood on it. Someone was hurt.

My heart pounded with adrenaline and I worked through the fear I felt for the family. He was high risk and from the reports, had already shot the mother. She was still alive, just badly injured.

"This is all your fault! Yours!"

He waved the knife in my face.

"She goes and dies and I do the right thing by taking you in and this is how I'm repaid!"

Marie was in the corner, holding her mother and crying. I glanced at the two of them with fear. He wanted to hurt me. Not them. He didn't need to hurt them.

I shook my head of the memory before I got dragged too deep into them. It wasn't my fault that he tried to hide me from the government and they began to investigate him for fraudulence. The Academy saved me that day and I was going to return the favor. I was going to save this family and hopefully keep them from having similar scars like mine.

This was going to be really tricky. I was going to have to enter through the second floor and then make my way to the basement where they were currently hiding in. There was a laundry shoot on the second floor that I could use to get down into the basement without having to risk going through the first floor. Sasha managed to do it earlier, which explained why the husband was pissed off. She was hiding and he didn't know where.

I backed up away from the house, keeping an eye on the curtain to make sure he wasn't looking through them. When I knew it was all clear, I ran and jumped, grabbing onto the lowest part of the roof that went over the back porch. I braced my feet against the side of the house to help push myself up. When I was on the small roof, I walked quickly over to one of the windows.

Luckily, it was opened. I shook my head. No one bothered with home security around here despite the expensive houses. I slipped inside and padded lightly on my feet over to the door. I cracked it open and peeked through.

The man was still on the first floor yelling about how he was doing himself a 'fucking favor' and she deserved whatever he dished out. From the information gathered, the child was not his and he recently found out. The mother, Sasha, had an affair and the biological father wanted rights to the child. He wanted to actually be a father, but the husband was punishing Sasha and her daughter for it.

This entire situation was botched from the beginning and shouldn't have been allowed to get this far. Sasha was Academy to begin with, which really didn't reflect well on us if she was off having affairs.

She used the Academy to find out what her husband was up to because he was doing something suspicious. Turned out he was just meeting up with a PI because he was suspicious of her cheating ways. Smart man. But then he learned the truth of who was supposed to be his blood and he snapped.