1 Prologue : Special One

"GET OUT OF HERE, YOU MONSTER!!!"

"YOU SHOULDN'T BE ALIVE!" 

"DIE!"

I run as fast as I can. I can't let them catch and punish me for the sin that I didn't even do. 

I want to live. 

I want to see him. 

I want to be with him, even though it's impossible. 

But still... 

"FAST! CATCH HER!!!"

Ugh, no. Not this time. There's no point in trying to catch me. 

I don't want to kill someone again... I don't want to kill you all. It's all in the past. 

Please... Stop chasing me.

I slip on the rock. My feet are bleeding due to non-stop running with bare feet, and those people who are chasing me are getting nearer to my position. What should I do? 

'Kill them... That's the only thing you can do.'

This voice again... I squat and hide myself behind the wall where they can't see me. 

In order to not be bothered by this voice, I bite my right arm. And I have to bite it real hard so that I can ignore it. If I let myself listen to this voice, I'll lose control. 

I hold my breath as I hear the sounds of their footsteps. They are here. 

"Where did she go?"

I completely cover my ears as I lower my head while hiding. They are just on the other side of the wall. 

"I'm not sure. Look around carefully, she must be hiding somewhere."

"I really can't believe that someone who's looking so angelic can kill six innocent kids."

No... That's not true. I'm not the one who killed them. It's not me. I am also a victim here, for being accused of a horrible crime that even I couldn't believe that there's someone who could do it. Even though I know well that I'm no different. 

"I was speechless too... I hope the maiden in the orphanage manages to withstand this incident."

It is her, the maiden. She's the real murderer and not me. I saw it. I clearly saw what she did... And she almost killed a five-year-old girl. If I wasn't there, if I didn't arrive on time then, she would have been killed. 

"That's why we have to find that murderer. She has to face the consequences of what she did."

How can people be so ignorant? No one believes me. What they see is what they believe, even though they just saw the end part and not the entire thing. This is all because of that old maiden, she made them believe that I was the one who killed the children. I can't kill someone. 

'Why not? You've once killed a person and you can kill again. Every human can kill someone. Anyone can do it. Once they get scared... They'll kill. And you will do that too... again.' 

Not again. It's distracting me. 

'Aren't you scared right now?'

I once again bit my right arm. I'm not a psychic nor a superhuman. I'm just a bit different from the normal person, but I am a person. Not also a possessed one or what. 

My grandpa once told me that in this world there are only two kinds of people. One is what we know already, what we see and what we encounter in our daily lives... It's the non-special people. And the second kind of people are those who are a little different... who are more special. 

But dangerous if handled in a wrong way. 

And I'm one of those special people. That's what my grandpa said. Back then when I was a kid, every time I heard this voice talking inside my head I always ran towards him and cried. I didn't really believe that I'm special and just thought that that was his way to calm me down. That's what I thought until he passed away and I started living all alone. 

That's also when I started living in hell.

Since then, I started realizing what he really meant, and me by being among the special people is that I can hear the demon voice inside me. The voice that is making a person the urge to kill or to do evil doings. That's the darkness. My darkness. Everyone has it, it's just... non-special people can't be able to hear their own demon voice. They are not aware of it but they can still do bad things or even kill someone, while me... I can hear it clearly. Some people might be jumped in joy if someone told them that they are special but in my case I envy them, those non-special people are the real special and blessed. They don't know anything and don't have to worry about everything. 

There is no reason for me to jump in joy even though grandpa told me that I'm special, because never in my life I wanted this kind of specialty. 

And ever since grandpa died, this voice gets stronger and stronger that it already overpowered me once and made me kill someone. I don't want that to happen again. 

"Hey! A guy said he might have seen a girl running away in the forest!" An old man from far away shouted, and as they heard it they all ran towards him. 

A guy... Could it be... 

"Psst..! Hey, over here..!"

Someone is calling me? Wait... I know this voice. I look around to find her. 

"Up...Up....!"

Up..? I bend my neck upward to look up and---what the! 

*Gasp----!*

I cover my mouth to prevent me from making a noise because of the shock. Seriously this girl! 

Since the place where I'm hiding doesn't have a ceiling, above me is a big tree and on its branches... a girl that is wearing a long skirt is hanging on it. Her legs are curled down on the branch to support her body to not fall. And what shocked me was that she ended up looking like a ghost! Her long hair is downward, arms are downwards, and her skirt too!! Although she's wearing a knee-length short underneath, still she's all downwards. It's even more shocking because she made a scary face. 

She purposely did that to scare me. 

"He he~" she grinned as she got down. I just give her an 'I'm-not-finding-it-funny-at-all' expression. 

"Well, at least I got the deserving reaction I need~" she exclaimed in a fun way. 

I suddenly get worried. Then, I look at her, "You shouldn't be seeing me right now, Nami..."

And if someone finds us here, she'll be in question. She might be punished.

"Why not? I'm your sister though."

"Not biologically related."

"Oh, please, don't be so childish. We may not have come out from the same womb, I still see you as my little sister."

Ever since grandpa died, I was just wandering and changing my identity every time I got caught in the sin I made. I've already belonged to so many groups of people but never in my life felt that they accepted me as a member, as a family. In my four years of living without grandpa, I can say that I would never be able to belong to anyone. 

I'm an exception... and this is one of those diseases which has no cure for me. I think... I have to change my identity again.

"And since I said that, don't even dare to think of leaving us."

I kept my silence. Is she a psychic that can read minds? Oh, that's really like her. Nami is known for understanding someone just by reading his or her face. 

I've been with them for two years, and I can tell that they are different from the people I have encountered in my life. I'll be alone again if I let go of these people, but I can't drag them with my own problems. They have helped me so much already, especially him. 

"Let's go. Everyone is waiting and besides this is an order from the leader, to get you back."

Oh... From him. From Ash. 

That's right. I've been wanting to see him. Maybe, I'll be staying with them for a bit longer. I have to make a plan or something on how to say goodbyes to them, especially to him. 

"Hey!!! You!!! Stop right there!!"

Oh, shoot! I still have to settle this case before I leave.