5 Chapter 1(part 4)- Into The Past

My hair color is...pure white, short, wavy, and soft to the touch. Even a hint of sunlight that gases my hair will be blinding to the eye. My eyes are a bright red with no sparkle to be seen. My skin a pale white like the snow, and my body slightly muscular like a male.

The way I explained my appearance makes me an albino male right. That must be what your thinking. But to be honest, I'm actually a girl and no one knows that fact. Not even my USED to be friends. It was always hard keeping that secret at school.

My parents decided they wanted a boy, not a girl. They raised me like a proper gentleman, and I was always nice, polite, diligent in my work, and good at everything. I was a very handsome kid, but no one new I was a girl. A lot of girls asked me out along with a couple guys. And I ended up turning all of them down. I was known as the ice prince.

Since I was little and treated like a boy. My Father and Mother would always yell at me when I did something girly. They abused me ever since I was little till the time of middle school. Sadly both my parents went to jail, and I was left with no one except Big Joe.

My parents were part of a murder gang called the Red Lotus. It turns out that they had killed in total over 1,000 people already. It's pretty horrible right, but it's even worse, because my parents did all the killing since they were 20, and all the way till they were about 50 years old. Once the news got out that my parents were mass murders. I was put to the streets and had to fend for myself. No one wanted me nor be friends with. Except my only friend Big Joe.

I was raised as a boy my whole life. Even when my parents died during their execution. I was still a boy on the outside. They burned that label in my brain for so long. That I just gave up even after their death.

I had been to the Red Lotus hide out before and done boxing with big Joe. He was the hacker. He could hack anything at anytime within a matter a seconds. Joe was a 7'6 tall and very, very muscular, and although he looked angry, he was really just a big softy.

He's African American, has no hair, and brown eyes. He taught me how to fight in boxing, ninjutsu, jujitsu, karate you name it. But sadly he was caught and I was left alone with just my skills and my biggest fear. And I will never forget what he told me as they dragged him a way yelling to me with tears running down his face.