Intro

It was pouring heavy rain, drenched as I wander through the dark alleyway. My body is shivering from the coldness of the rainfall while having a hazy vision. With those around, blood also gushes out from the deep cut on my waist that's been caused me to stroll.

"Why am I even alive right now?" I mustered and chuckled myself.

My life has been always a mess and rather tragic if I say so. Trained to be one of the deadliest assassins yet, I still got wounded. I caressed my wound while it pours a bit of fresh blood on my hand. It's been five minutes when I was stabbed, and it's still bleeding. The wound is more serious than I expected. Thanks to my coach, he taught me how to speed the circulation of blood in a specific area for a certain period. With this advantage, I can still walk while it stops the gushing blood at the same time.

I walked for a while until I arrived in front of Zion's apartment. My stepbrother's apartment, to be exact. The idea of going to ask my brother for help is absurd after arguing with him these past few months. Even so, he treats me like a child whenever I'm hurt or not. I rang the doorbell and after a few attempts, I heard his rumbling voice while coming forward as it seems he is annoyed judging from his tone. The door was flung open and was met by his enraged face.

"What the–What the hell happened to you!" He was shocked after seeing the deep cut on my waist.

As always, he overreacts. He stared at me as if he faced a ghost that he had never seen before. Now that I once again see him worry, it is somewhat agonizing for the first time in my life. I don't think I felt this before. I'm unsure why it does. No, it's just a 'long time no see'. Not knowing, a headache strikes with excruciating pain, making my body tremble that caused me to break my balance. Even with hazy eyes, I saw my brother rushed and catch me before I fall to the wet ground. I have no more strength left to open my eyes so I shut them. He carries me inside as he ran somewhere around inside his house and places me on a chair. I later again opened my eyes and all I saw was a bright light that made me close them again.

"Hey hang in there! I'll get this sewed up! But first, please remain calm, okay?" I can barely hear his horrified voice, so I just nodded in response.

I soon felt a needle that was inserted into my waist, followed by a rub. Why is he rubbing it? I forced to open my eyes and was met with his worried face. But, it drew my attention to what he was holding and it appears to be a syringe. Maybe it's anesthesia? I realized that the pain vanished without noticing it.

"I can, ugh, I-" Zion shuts me with his finger he placed on my mouth as he shushes.

I wish I can bite it. Though, even with the anesthesia, the headache still won't go away as it drives me dizzy. I can still force my eyes open, but my body refuses it, which it closed on its own. Not knowing, I passed out.