Roses are red, like blood

Meeting her

[Erma's point of view]

As the plane skidded to a stop, I let out a sigh of relief. The thought of being hundreds of feet above ground has never appealed to me before. I absently-mindedly gazed out the window thinking of what my new life would be here. I didn't really bother about the friends I left behind. In the real world, I had learned the hard way that it was every man for himself. After disembarking the plane, my mom and I checked in our hotel. We would stay here temporarily until we could move into our new home. As I walked around the hotel, I realized that the hotel was far larger than what I assumed it would be. I soon got lost and wandered the halls and bumped into someone.

[Tom's point of view]

Huh? Who's this girl? The thought "She looks like me" ran through my head after she bumped into me. After I told her to be careful and to watch her step, I walked away. As I went back to the penthouse suite, I overheard my dad talking assertively to his assistant about someone named Julie coming to stay in this particular hotel. He didn't seem particularly enraged, but he wasn't happy either. Just as I was supposed to step in, I heard my phone ringing. My friend and partner had sent me a mission I had to attend to. I had accepted the position in the ROSE mafia and had started training myself. I ,surprisingly, had picked up the skill quickly and learnt to shoot multiple types of guns, handle knives, throw daggers with supreme accuracy, and learnt to escape dozens of bindings. It would seem as if I had grown up using them instead of only training for two months. As I head out to do his mission, he overheard someone saying "If I can't destroy the Rose's, I'll destroy Jenny. That should do the trick." Right after hearing that I rounded the corner but couldn't find the source. I tried searching for the man who spoke that, but it seemed I was too late.

After hearing this, I flew up the stairs and went in the penthouse lounge where I found my father working. I explained that I overheard a little of a man's conversation and explained that he couldn't find him afterwards. My father's eyes widen a bit before rushing out of the room leaving me confused. After a couple of days not hearing from my father, I grew a little anxious. "Just who is this Jenny?"