Darius knew their perception of him might have changed, and that it was normal for people like them to be shocked to see someone treat family like they were nothing but trash. He turned to Katilina and Amara; the look on his face was unchanged and clear. “I know I have no excuse for interrupting any strange family tradition all of you have here, but that doesn't mean I will apologize.” He stared at Katilina, trying to keep his words straight and his mind at ease as he spoke again. “If you still believe that there is a chance for anything, then you know where to find me.” He turned about to leave with Luther following by his side closely as they made their way out of the house. “Hold it…” A voice came from one of the men who had been glaring at them endlessly. Darius had expected it, and he didn't even know if they were willing to say anything that would look like they were trying to avenge their wounded brother. He turned to see the one who had spoken; their eyes met, and it w

Darius and Luther had reached the house; they got down, with Darius' face still showing signs of anger. Luther didn't say anything; he knew that he couldn't even get Darius to forget that he had seen one of the people who took his family from him. But then he knew that if they made the mistake of attacking, they would not only put themselves in jeopardy; it was bound to turn into something way more complicated. "If it can put a smile on your face, I took pictures of the man the moment I noticed you looking at him like that." He said, looking at Darius, who didn't seem to care about a thing at the moment. It was almost like his mind kept replaying what would have happened in that very moment.Darius remained quiet, his mind playing one thing over and over again. Luther thought he wanted to be alone, about to leave, when Darius spoke. "I had one thought back there, and it was to kill him and make sure that he wouldn't walk away from me." Luther stopped, slowly turning to look a

Amara and Katilina were zooming through the streets of Thalos, trying to make sure that they would be able to get to the Heavens Manor. Katilina noticed that something was wrong. Looking in the rearview mirror, she said that they were being tailed by four to five cars. "Shit, shit!" She cursed, trying to keep herself calm, knowing that any mistake she made would haunt her for the rest of her life. "Amara, they are right behind us, and they don't seem to be letting up.” Katilina spoke, her hands shaking on the steering wheel as she tried to keep her head under control. Amara noticed the worry in her mother's eyes, the horror, and how she was driving as fast as she could. She knew that she had to do something to make sure Katilina was calm and didn't do anything that would take their lives. "Mother, please take it easy. I know that-" Before she could finish talking, someone rammed into their car at top speed. Katilina almost lost her grip on the steering wheel, scraping along

The Winters Manor Massacre… A tragic news story that haunted Thalos: they had arrested the oldest child of the family, saying that the boy was the one who carried out the killings of the family. They labeled him a criminal, a scourge that needed to be removed. But the real killers were free and about; they were not charged for their crimes. Deo Cabo was one of those killers; he had managed to live a lavish life for years, now making it hard for anyone to even think of making his life hell. But why now? ‘Why is this bastard trying to get me to talk about something that happened almost a decade ago?!’ Deo looked at the man standing over him; the white hair was something he couldnt get past. It felt like he was looking at someone he should know, someone who had… He paused, looking at Darius' face; he could now see it. The man standing before him was in that house. He was there, in that house; he was there the day they killed off the Winters family. He was the one person Sable

Darius and his men had left Deo sitting there, as he looked around, trying to get his thoughts to align with whatever it was that was happening to him. He couldn't move, knowing that the moment he made one step forward or back, it would be his death. Deo sat there, and within a minute, three cars drove down the tunnel where he was slowly contemplating his next move. Three men came down from the cars, looking at Deo with strange looks in their eyes. "Never thought I would see any of you here. I can't even imagine what I am going to tell you..." Deo smiled; the three men standing in front of him had expressions that he found rather odd. "Sable, you were never the type of man to have that kind of look on your face, I don't think-" Deo couldn't speak, coughing up blood; his blood had turned dark, and he could feel life slowly leaving him as he looked at the three in front of him. Sable walked to Deo, carefully examining the man, trying to understand the wounds on his body. "Who wo