The Order of the Twilights

Act 3- Part 1

( Worick's P.O.V.)

( Flashback)

" In the year 1908, during the unification war of East and West, the Western allied forces developed a biological enhancement drug known as " Cerebret"..." My teacher started. " Which was then used to optimize the physical abilities of soldiers who were deployed in battle. However, numerous fatalities and cases of psychological damage were ascribed to the dug's strong addictive potential and toxicity. When-"

I started doodling on my paper.

She paused. " Please take your study's more seriously...Master Wallace."

" I already know this part." I told her as I exhaled. " Go to the next section."

" As you wish, Sir."

( Worick's P.O.V.)

( Outside)

( 20 minutes later)

" Master Wallace?" A man asked.

I turned to see a man dressed in a military uniform said as he walked towards me.

When he got closer, he stopped.

 " I am Captain Gaston Brown of the West Gate Mercenary Troops. As of today, I will be serving as Commander of the guard for this estate during the next six months.  It's an honor, Sir."

" Who's that?" I asked as I realized that there was a boy behind Gaston. 

" That is your new bodyguard."  Gaston said as he turned half-way and patted the boy on the back." Mr. Arcangelo requested that we provide one for you.  From now on, he will stay by your side.  No matter what."

The boy bowed.

( Trixi's P.O.V.)

( Alleyway) 

( An hour later)

Body's of normals were dropping like flies. I didn't really care that I was killing people. They signed their death warrants when they decided to riot. 

Suddenly, a red flair rocketed towards the sky.

I loaded up and headed towards the area where the flair was sent up.

I put my sniper rifle down on the ground and unsheathed the sword that my Dad got me and carefully rounded the corner. 

I saw a man getting ready to attack Gray from behind. 

Without thinking, I appeared behind the man and drove my sword threw his back.

But not before he pulled the trigger. 

" Trixi!" My Dad yelled before a gunshot rang out.

I whipped around and saw Dad laying on the ground, his brains splattered on the wall to his left. 

" Kill her!" I heard a man's voice yell. 

I collapsed on my knee, and closed my eyes, waiting for that bullet to fly through my skull. 

My hole unit was done for, and so was I.  

The monster was finally going to be put down. 

I had killed my Mom, and now I've killed my Dad. 

" I'm sorry, Dad, Gray, I wasn't fast enough."

Gunshots rang out, but I didn't fell the bullets enter my body. 

Someone grabbed my left arm and they ran down the nearest alleyway as a boy with short black hair with a katana darted for the people that were going to kill me. 

I looked up at the man who saved me as he dragged me to safety. 

Gaston Brown.

But, that wasn't the only time I thought of my self of a monster. 

The next day, I didn't take any downers and beheaded one of my group members with the enemy. 

This isn't me. This isn't who I am....is it?