"You took it away from me!" He shouted and began to fight him.

I glanced at the tear hanging in the corner of Prince's eyelids, ready to lose his posture, pushing him down.

Prince began to punch him again and again. Tears pricked in my eyes, hitting the wall while covering my mouth when Prince began to cry holding his collar.

"Why did you do this.. Zaniel?" He asked breathlessly.

"I.. hated you.. I hated her... I hate you all.." Zaniel coughed up blood.

"What faults did my child have that you killed him too?!" Prince cried.

Pulling him up and kicking him with tears streaming down his pain, hurting badly to kill the person he watched grow in his care.

"That it was your child! This fucking slut left me for you." He growled, glaring at me, I gasped as my hands began to tremble, falling on my knees.

"You are beyond saving." Prince hissed, pressing him on the floor and getting off from him to get his gun and end his breaths as quickly as possible.

He couldn't bring himself to give him a tormenting end.

The moment Prince turned his back on Zaniel he took out his gun and was about to shoot Prince but once again, my hands moved on their own and I shot him, killing him right at the moment.

My first kill which gave me no remorse.

I wasn't devastated but it left a scar on my heart that I took the life of a person and now I have to live with that weight on my chest...

Prince stopped and turned to me. I threw the gun and convulsed badly, "P-Prince.. He.. he.. H-he... tried to.. He.." I tried to speak but the heavy lump in my throat didn't let me.

Rushing to my side, Prince's arms welcomed my cold body, "Hey.. it's okay. It's over." He whispered, kissing my hands.

Holding the collar of his shirt, I put my head on his chest as my final destination where I could receive my only solace.

Closing my eyes while shaking terribly as Prince continued to console me by the sign of our new start, away from all the jeopardy,

"It's over. We have done it."

Looking up at him, I asked inaudibly, "We can run away now, can we?"

"We can and we will." He whispered, kissing my hands.

My lips also curled upwards along with a tear, looking at the crepuscular sight of the horizon, mumbling, "So, it's truly over..."

• 1 Month Later •

I was packing but then I heard Nathaniel yelling over the phone as he was the one who arranged the settlement in France.

"Fuck you, Sebastian! All I am saying is to let Alphonse. Amsterdam is the safest place for my sister and Brother-in-law- No, no- if you won't let him stay, you and I are going to have a problem- You wouldn't want that, would you?- Hmm. That's what I thought."

He cut the call furiously, cursing under his breath as I rushed to him.

"Why are you yelling over the phone? And who is this Sebastian?" I asked nervously.

"You wouldn't want to know. Leave him. Beasts shouldn't be mentioned. I was only arranging you guys' protection." He sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose.

"I see. Thanks." I smiled.

"You are my sister, of course, I will do anything for you... even if it means talking to him." He whispered, giving me a side hug.

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