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I'm just some crazy reclusive girl. If you really want to know more about me, just ask. ^.~

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When the bus arrived, Eva chose a seat in the back and pulled down the shade on the window. At least she would have be able to recuperate during the ride!

After all the other passengers had settled in, her shoulders slumped; it should be safe to relax for a little while. It wasn't likely that a DMA agent had boarded the bus just to look for the Gifted. She breathed a sigh of relief and decided to use this time to figure out where she would go after the hotel.

That was when a bearded man near the front stood up and pulled a gun out of his pocket. The sunglasses he wore partially obscured his face.

"Okay, here's what's going to happen. Driver, you just keep driving. Each of you passengers is going to give me every cent you have, without trying anything funny, then I'll collect all the day's bus fares, we'll drive to a location I have in mind, and I'll leave you all unharmed. If anyone makes a single move you're all dead."

Eva froze, and the others around her seemed similarly stunned. The man approached the nearest passenger and demanded all of his money.

The truth was, Eva had a fairly lot of cash with her. She could replace it in a couple of days, but if she lost it all now, she wouldn't have anywhere to stay. That would leave her out on the streets at night with the DMA hunting for her kind. She couldn't let that happen.

Slowly, she pushed her backpack under the seat in front of her and crouched. In that small space, there was little light - it was dark enough for her to blend into the shadow.

"What the hell are you doing back there?" called the man.

Eva bit back a curse. She hadn't expected the hijacker to be paying as close attention as he had been! As he hurried back to her hiding place, she knew she had only one choice.

A hand of shadow darted out of her hiding place, slapping the gun free from the hijacker's hands as he drew near. The gun landed on Eva's seat as the hand dissipated due to the light streaming in through the other passenger's windows. Frantically, she grabbed for it. It felt heavy in her hands; she had never shot anyone before. That was about to change.

With a sudden bang, a bullet pierced the robber's chest and his body slumped over.

All eyes were upon her.

"Damn it," she muttered, retrieving her backpack and running to the front of the bus. Everyone here knew what she was now. The DMA would be after her within minutes. She needed to put some distance between herself and all of the witnesses.

"Stop the bus, now," she yelled, and the driver complied, a panicked expression on his face. Before the bus had even come to a full halt, even jumped out of it, gun stashed in her pockets, and darted into the first alleyway she could find as quickly as she could while the sun was on her. She needed a hiding place, somewhere dark. Hopefully, no one on the bus had noticed her blend into the shadows. If they had, and they told the DMA about her ability, she didn't want to think about how screwed she would be.
I wished I could believe Vivian when she said I must have had a bad dream, but I knew that what I had gone through was all too real.

Pain. Agonizing pain. It hurt just to think about it! But... there was no sign of any lasting damage. And...

"That more you suffer, the more power it grants." That was what Grandmother said. I had suffered, so what powers had I gained?

"Why... are you watching over me," I asked Vivian, my confusion genuine. "You've already seen that I'm not a nice person, so why wait to see if I would recover?" Was the girl trying to endear herself to me, so that she might share in my wealth? In truth, I would have preferred to wake up alone, so I could think things through. It would be better if I did not rely on the necklace whenever I could help it... but I had no doubt that I would call on its power again. I had suffered, but that was better than letting my guards kill me or worse.

"Did anyone else stop by to check up on me?" I asked, wondering whether the Team Leader would use this as an excuse to shoot me. Maybe, if I was lucky, the necklace would still grant my request, now that I had paid my dues. If not... well, the lingering soreness of my stomach had given me an idea. I could use my own suffering to my advantage. Vivian might be of some use yet.
What the hell was going on?

I had been threatened by my own guards over the brutal suicide of that brat. I needed to find a way out of this, and quickly. Although I was tempted to tell the guards that they could take their pay and just leave - whatever was necessary to get them away from me without being shot - the Team Leader seemed to want answers. It was possible that, in his eyes, asking him to leave would be the same as admitting I had a hand in the arrest of one of his men.

And I hadn't! At least... not intentionally. The necklace had obviously granted my wish, and now, everyone knew something strange was going on. if I tried to escape and got caught, I might end up dead. That meant there was only one option left to me.

I would have to rely on the necklace again.

I knelt on the floor in front of the mirror, holding the gem in my hand. "I don't really know what you are," I said, my reflection regarding the necklace in awe, "But you've been a big help to me so far. So thank you, and..."

I met my own eyes in the mirror, "And I need you again. If you don't save me from my guards, I'm gonna get shot. So they need to die. All of them. If you help me, I'll do my best to keep feeding you blood." The necklace hadn't done a thing to hurt me yet. Perhaps it was satisfied to hurt the people near me. As far as I was concerned, it could keep doing that!

"Please... make one of the guards slaughter all the others then kill himself. Make it look like he was behind Christian's death, too. If there isn't a clear culprit, I might end up being arrested myself." Of course, the police would be vulnerable to bribes, especially ones of the magnitude I could offer. But I certainly didn't need the hassle!

I gave the mirror my best twisted grin. The truth was, I was a bit excited. Perhaps, if I was lucky, I could be the one to make the Team Leader draw his last breath. He certainly deserved it after what he had said to me, and what his team helped put me through so long ago. Killing him would probably feel great!

My smile widened of its own accord. I really was going insane!
Oh, I see! I guess big brother has several years on me, then. I suppose it makes sense - Mother and Father had to have another child so they could have a chance at a daughter who would suffer at their hands and inherit the fortunate. =p

I guess Vivian was ineligible for the inheritance because she is not a blood relative to the family.
Demented fuck, huh? Maybe I could prove him right...

It took all of my self control to keep a grin off of my face. My necklace had shone, all on its own, and Christian had nearly died. Was it possible that the necklace was bringing suffering... to others? To my enemies?

I raised my eyebrows at Vivian's comment. "Do you dislike Christian" I asked her, although the answer was obvious. "Out of curiosity, why?" I could only imagine what Christian might have done to earn her ire. Perhaps I could learn a few things from Vivian, if she was agreeable. It seemed like she knew Christian better than I did.

I would have to get over the fact that she was my niece. The rules of aging no longer applied to me, after all... I intended to wear this necklace all the time, and never age a day again. If others would never be able to love me for who I was, I would just have to make up for that by loving myself all the more.
I was on the verge of tears. Before I could have a total breakdown, I said, "Fine, just stay away from me and my room!" I knew very well that opposing Christian as I had and then relenting would make me look weak, but what was I supposed to do? The truth was that I was weak. If my own guards would not obey me, there was nothing I could do to stop Christian from entering.

I unlocked the door and immediately made my way to my room, not even bothering to look back. Somehow, I knew I would find a smug smile if I did. He would regret forcing me to let him in before long!

As soon as I arrived in my master bedroom, I slammed the door behind me, locked it, then took a seat in front of my mirror. I didn't even care if I was going crazy - all I wanted was to stop that jerk from ordering me around!

"How can I get rid of all these people and protect myself?" I hissed at the mirror. It was really my only hope. I no longer cared if the necklace would make me suffer - I would use it to solve the problems that were before me in the moment, and Christian was the first one asking to be solved.
Vivian seemed like a quiet girl, almost like someone who I could trust. I resisted that feeling; I doubted I would trust anyone ever again. She, too, was likely involved in some scheme to rip me off or worse.

She was also surprisingly old to be my brother's step-daughter. II would have to ask Mother about that next time we spoke.

Pulling my eyes away from the strange girl, I fixed my stare on Christmas, expression darkening. "No, I'm not going to let you in," I said, "Mother does not have the right to invite people into my house. Especially not shady characters like you. I know you're planning something, so you won't be taking me by surprise. Whatever you try is not going to work, and I am not going to give you access to my home to help your little scheme along! So you better tell me what you're really doing here!" I doubted he would say a thing about his plans, of course. But it seemed no one was truly on my side, so this was my only way of finding out.
I had to do something about these stupid guards, but apparently, I had bigger issues to deal with. What the hell was Christian doing here? He was neither invited nor welcome, and I intended to tell him so in no uncertain terms. As I walked back to the front door, I found myself wishing I had brought a knife or something with me. I needed to have some sort of weapon, just in case!

I could only assume the girl with him was Vivian, since her calls had come from his phone earlier. For now, I would focus my attention on Christian. He was up to something, I was certain of it!

"What are you doing here?" I snapped as I arrived at the door. My visitors turned, probably surprised to have me approach from behind. "You are not allowed to come on my property without my permission. I should have my guards escort you from the premises!

It occurred to me that I was not making a particularly good first impression on my niece, but what did she matter, anyway? I didn't have time to worry about anything but my own safety! For all I knew, the pair of them could be behind whatever was being planned in that email from earlier...
I scowled at the team leader. I needed to play this well; otherwise, he would become suspicious of me. I was a spoiled rich girl. That's how I would act!

"The security net for the house if offline? What does that even mean?" I demanded, hands on my hips. "I want to go shopping today... shopping online is so boring!"

Could i really be so lucky that my guards wouldn't notice if I left? I didn't know where to go, though... I'd never get far enough away from the house to lose my guards on foot. My hand absently touched the gem on my necklace as I considered my options. It would bring suffering, huh? I wondered... could I use that to my advantage? If there were only two guards on duty, perhaps I could do something they would never expect from a pampered girl like me!
Grandmother had left without telling me a thing about who was after me and how I could get out of this mess!

But the information she had shared had been quite interesting. The necklace would bring me pain... but also youth. I could help but consider the trade. After all, I did not want to grow old. Why not see how bad the necklace could really be? After all, I could always take if off later.

But maybe that was just my insanity talking.

Regardless, I needed to find some way to escape from my guards, and the only idea I had was to go somewhere they would not be allowed to stalk me. That meant it was time for a little trip.

I returned to my room to grab my purse, which contained my credit card and a healthy dose of cash. I would certainly need it. Unfortunately, I could not change into anything more suitable for travel now; the guards would certainly notice my attire and would grow suspicious. I would have to buy something new later.

After finding my way back to the front door, I exited the house, glancing at the nearest guard. "I want to go out, to the nearest mall," I said, not allowing my eyes to linger on my keepers. Since I was in quite an affluent area, the mall would be a respectable establishment. I would probably be safe in and around it. The question was where I would go once I had lost my guards...
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