Why?

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Tris was on the floor crying and her amulet was in Emits hands. He knew Carnage would do anything g to get and so he had to secure it before fighting.

"Come on Emit buddy please just let me have it" she begged. She needed to add it to her collection.

"Carnage darling I'm not stupid. I mean seriously who knows what your going to do with it." Emit heavily sighed for more effect.

Carnage cocked her head to the side. Then smiled. She knew she probably would not be able to get it from Emit so she decided to play around a bit. "Hey fat ass, what happened to your foster brother hmm." She smiled she knew what happened to him. But Emit did not. And you could tell from his face he was curious.

"W-what! Tris yelled surprised. "I-I didn't do it I swear." She started sobbing even more she didn't want to go to jail it wasn't  her fault. and Carnage let out a giggle. "Please do continue. Carnage said with much enthusiasm. She moved closer to Tris, but Emit quickly blocked her. Putting his gun in her face. Carnage frowned huffed and sat down with her arms and legs crossed.

Emit needed to know. This could be a possible murder. He had read a file on her brother. Marcus. He had supposedly ran away from home. But it seems that was not  the case. "Continue Miss.Nebula."

"I-I u-um w-well you se-see about 3 years ago" she started sobbing but she knew no one in the room cared about her. Emit was just doing his job and that damn little bitch was purposely tying to make her seem like the bad guy.  She was suddenly filled with a burst of rage.

"That stupid so called brother of mine always made fun of me and called me a fat ass" Carnage giggled "and lots of rude names that do not apply to me" if you say so Carnage whispered. "Shut the fuck up you brat." Carnage sarcastically gasped "well I'd never!" Than she started giggling.

Tris was annoyed and even more angry.
But was finally able to ignore Carnage. And so Tris continued. "I hired someone to kill him." She bluntly said while crossing her arms. And finally relaxing. Emit on the other hand widened his eyes in shock, at how easily she said that. And Carnage of dear. She was laughing her head off. Spilling tears all over and rolling around.

"I'm going to have to arrest you Miss.Nebula." She looked shocked. "Why on earth would you arrest me." Carnage somehow laughed harder. Emit was confused as fuck. "What do you mean why. You legit just admitted to conspiring murder against your step-brother. "Yeah but I didn't kill him." Emit face palmed and looked up. "How can anyone be this stupid he muttered to himself.

As he was wallowing in self pity for having to deal with Tris. Carnage was strategically laughing and rolling on the floor. She neared Emit,  stopped, jumped up and grabbed the amulet startling Emit and causing him to fall over.

Carnage stood proudly, than started giggling with glee. "I'm sorry Emit my man but I have places to be things to do. Adios amigos. She leaped out the window and was gone just like that.

Emit sighed he was gonna get trouble for this. "Miss.Nebula please don't run, your not very good at it." He slowly walked to her in absolutely no rush. And very easily caught up. He grabbed her arm and pulled it behind her back. She yelped and fell to her knees.

"P-please it's not my fault." She started sobbing again. "Yeah yeah now please be quiet. He forced her up and brought her to the front and called Aidan, his boss. "Hey... so yeah carnage got away but apparently Miss.Nebula is a murder." He got her in the car. Went to the drivers seat and started the engine.

Alma walked in and immediately plopped down on her couch. She took the remote and switched to a news channel. The new anchor talked about a series of murders. All were 12 years old, dark brown hair, brown eyes. This made her think. "Lars..." she lay back in the couch realizing that Lars could be a potential victim.

"Ding ding" the bell rang. Disrupting Almas train of thoughts. "Coming". She didn't know why she said that. It's not like the person on the other side could hear her.

"Well speak of the devil, what's up Lars" she opened the door and to her surprise Lars was there. "Are you supposed to be here. She said leaning against the door frame.

"Well no... but who cares what Edrick that basterd thinks." And before Alma could speak Lars started again. "And what do you mean speak of the devil, were you, were you thinking about... me. He leaned in closer right up to Almas face and wiggled his brows.

Alma burst out laughing. she quieted down "yes I was thinking about you but not that way. Anyways come in. What do you need? She started walking in leaving the door open before late could protest.

Lars came in knowing he shouldn't but curious none the lesss. "Hey so ugh my ball went into your yard I just wanted to grab in" he took of his shoes and followed Alma to the kitchen.

"Hmm oh yeah, but is that really the only reason you came." She turned at looked at him. "Sit in the couch I'll make us some lunch."

"Oh no it's alright" he said waving his arms. Alma looked at him right in his eyes. 0do you think I'm a bad cook is that why?"  "

"W-what n-no I'm just not hungry" he stuttered as he spoke. He started backing away feeling Almas glare burning into his eyes. "Okay I'll have some." He sighed finally giving in.

"Oh! Really how delightful Alma said as she jumped around clapping her hands. He sat down at the dining table. And Alma brought over some pasta. He did t want to admit it but it looked delicious.

He wanted to ask her some questions but didn't want to seem rude. But he might not get a second chance. "So Alma." He shifted in his as Almas gorgeous eyes stared at him. He blushed.

"Um I don't want to be rude but how are you related to my mom." He was she would get angry at him or kick him. But instead her eyes seemed to smile with an evil gleam. Could he trust her?

"Your mother is my old foster mother" she watched the panicky in his eyes ooooh this was fun. "Your old father as well." She watched him struggle to contain the tears at the words of his father his real father.

Lars needed to get away he couldn't cry in front of her!! But he needed to know more his mother never spoke to him about anything since his dad left. "W-what was my dad like."

Almas eyes widened she didn't expect that. "I'm afraid I can't tell you." She said smiling but inside she was heartbroken. She needed to stop she could get revenge by tormenting his son. It had to be him. "I'm sorry but we would have different views of him."

Lars nodded his head. "I have to get my ball and go." He got up and head for her yard. He could absolutely not let her see his tears. But he missed his dad so much. He could still remember waking up that one night. To his parents yelling. But that was all. He could remember his dad telling him how much he loved him before walking out. And his mother sobbing in the kitchen. But that was it. He needed to know more.

Lars left with questions unanswered and Alma sat down. She needed to work. She went up to her room. And pulled a book of the shelf. The wall turned taking Alma with it.