( Maximus's POV)
I looked at my sister sitting across from me, thirteen? no that couldn't be right, she was nine just last month. " Max?" her voice was still small, and high for a pre teen, " Yeah kiddo?" " why did you leave me?" I paused and looked her in the eye, all I saw was pain and betrayal, not a hint of innocence left " i'm sorry, I shouldn't have. I made a mistake, I thought I was keeping you safe, I was wrong. I didn't mean to hurt you" she looked at me, her eyes darting back and forth looking for lies in my statement. "Whatever, I missed you though. I'm glad your're back, even if you are a killer, thief, and con artist." I couldn't take it, I got up and grabbed her arm, kneeling down I dragged her out of the seat and hugged her, I couldn't let go. Not again. I couldn't watch the world collapse around me then lose the only blood sibling I had left, I needed her, no matter how much I denied it I needed t o face the truth. I killed me inside when she didn't hug back, in fact she flinched when I grabbed her. I think she's scared of me, " Okay, would you like anything? we have food, drinks and all sorts of things." she glanced at me skeptically " Cheetos?" I chuckled " Alright" for the first time she actually smiled, a true smile, it wasn't forced. I walked to the back of the plain, I grabbed a coke and a bag of Cheetos. I also grabbed two things that I think were mandatory if Arylan was going to be around us. I walked back as she was tying her hair into a ponytail. She had changed into a black T-shirt and cargo pants with a black nylon jacket. I handed her the Cheetos and sat down across the table. I opened my mouth to speak but at the same moment heard a loud metal on metal scraping noise, I looked over to see Jackie sharpening her sword and shot her a glare. " Arylan?" she turned back to me " Yeah?" I looked her in the eye, " I need you to have something if you're going to be with us." " she looked at me " ok" with that I handed her the Katana and pistol.
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We Are Typhoon
ActionThis is us, a group of kids who either watched are parents be killed, or killed them ourselves. We do normal things any teenagers do, except we're geniuses, child prodigies in fact. What do we do with this gift? we steal, murder, and beat the crap...