It was no denying that Blanche still cared for Hent like a little sister, but everything's change now and she hoped that whatever she'd do, Hent can understand. After all, she was created to have the ability of a human. As she stared at the twin in separate beds, one has red motif in hers and a glittery guitar that has a burning fake fire on it while the other was designed with green landscapes and butterflies and flowers. Just like how different their personality was, the twin worked and sync in harmony, Crimson loves Forest as much as she did and with just one look, they can succeed. Crimson would automatically do the right thing and be straightened to protect her sister. Crimson was more affectionate, she was never vocal but her action was louder than her voice, it speaks volume and that was enough to connect the two in an invisible string of sisterhood. Blanche hope she could get that same relationship in time wit

 Blanche succeeded in taking them to the basement. Bon and Doe exchanged looks as they get down the stairs, following Blanche’s lead. They knew something was wrong, and they knew what Blanche could do. They just never expected that the man Doe grazed with her gun got into their vicinity, more specifically, to the mansion. The security in their vicinity was no joke, Doe monitored and checked everything, and it was a good idea that their mansion was at the center of their made-up forest. It was easy for Hent to maneuver the parameter. However, there's something, a feeling, that stops Doe and Bon from getting harsh with Blanche. After all, that was the last wish given. They turned blind from Blanche’s loopholes just how parents turned a blind eye for their children, and that's just right because when will a teenage girl experience the life of being a teenage girl? Blanche wasn't given that time, she was depriv

Noir's Journal Entry#1 On the car ride back home, Noir counted the seconds passed before he glanced at the girl again on his passenger seat.  1..2..3..4...7 then looked again. Same pose.  1..2..3.. at his 4th count a thought passed in his mind that the child could be an orphan who ran away, he made a mental note to call all the near orphanages in the city after he got home. At 5th, he tried to assess the girl by her image, does a child who looked like 6 or 7 could be that expressionless as her? And silent as she could be? Anyhow, he hope that Zara would accept her because this girl has the thing she likes the most. She has a beautiful doll-like face; a heart-shaped face, white, milky, flawless skin, a small face, a cute button-like nose, black hair, pink, heart-shaped lips, and upturned dark eyes.  On 6th, while waiting for the stoplight to turn green, he saw police cars on the other lane, speeding up to the adjacent str

"You said you heard Hent's alarm?" This was the first time Bon heard Doe vexed at the twins. Particularly on Forest, because she was more affectionate than Crimson and Doe knew that all too well, but when she put her hands over her shoulder and tried to push her, a shuffle of feet was heard Bon and Blanche moved on their place. Bon successfully stop Doe by taking her other hand and Blanche held Forest away from her reach. "You're hurting the kid," Bon hissed and gave Doe a sullen look. Doe can be impulsive at times especially when someone stopped her work. She was a bit perfectionist, come with her OCD. She got her hands on everything, she wants everything to flow flawlessly and if someone messed her work or forgot to relay something even the tiniest detail, she felt like everything would crumble down, from the start to finish, it was like a domino, when one fell down everyone will follow at least that's what's in her head, but actually,

Blanche held the stem of her wine glass and let the red liquid dance in it as she wait for Alas to answer. She became the red liquid on the glass, it danced around its bowl round and round when a hand hold it. She was like the red wine –sweet and expensive but has a fervent grace when you drink it. Blanche was on her third and final level of Alas' challenge. The first one was under the rain, the second was on the change of clothes, and the last one would be held with a bottle of champagne as an honorable witness. It's one-love, as Blanche could narrow it down. Alas was stupid but intelligent, unlike the one she knows. He kept things under his control and didn't let all of what he has on shown on the table. He does it one by one. Like how someone buries hatchets one by one for the wolves to follow a path. As of now, Blanche was buying time, waiting for the right time to come. For Hent to bind as one. It was