Inside my small apartment, I placed my keys on the desk closest to the door. The lights were dim from the old, warn out blubs. A buzzing came from it when I flicked on the bigger lights. It really was a rundown apartment.

"Are you really going to leave that girl to roam the city? She's also a contractor," Krow asked, he didn't seem so worried. That's why I wasn't worried. I'd only deal with her if she got in my way. If she made so I couldn't go after my prey, or if she came after me.

I've heard that other contractors have found each other and killed each other. It was when I first contracted with Krow and was learning how to handle things. Everyone has a wish they want granted, but not everyone can make that wish reality. That's why I wouldn't go after a contractor unless they came after me.

"I'll be in the shower, don't bother me for any reason," I stated and walked into the back. I closed the door and locked it. The bathroom was small, but I had enough room to move around in it.

I sighed and started pulling my clothes off. In front of the mirror I watched my reflection in it. I was pale and my hair didn't help me out at all. My eyes were the only feature that seems nice about me at all. Below my head was the top of my chest, a scar ran from my collar bone to right about my heart in a diagonal fashion. It wasn't my only scar either.

Over these years I'd been gathering my own strength, and improving my abilities. I'd only met a few other contractors in my life, and only one of them had tried to kill me. My deepest scar was from that instants. In a matter of seconds, I was close to the brink of death, but my will power was abnormal, and instead, the other was killed. So, I decide that I'd kill before they killed me.

The world I lived in was far different from what others did, and I'm only 21 years old. From my entire life, I've seen more than anyone else. Some things I wished to forget, and some things fuel my reason for living. I will never forget the things I've seen, and I will never forgive those people.

"I will find that man, you can count on it," my expression distorted and showed my true self. An angry, revenge seeking woman who will give her life for that one moment of satisfaction. When I finish that man off, I will have fulfilled my purpose in life, and then I can rest in ease. I don't even care what happens after that.

I smoothed my features out a bit, and put on a calm look. It was easier to hold this form than anything else. I just needed easy, that was what my whole life has been. In order to return to a better life, I'd find that man, and kill him. Even if I die in the process. He will never escape my wrath.

I walked to the shower and turned it on. As I finished removing my clothes I stepped into the shower. The water pressure was poor, but the heat worked well, it was a price to pay for such a dinged up apartment.

I stood under the water, watching every drop leave the head. Feeling it touch my shoulders, running down my chest and splitting into different routes. My sides, my waist, my knees, all the way down to my feet; every ounce of my body being covered in the specks of warm water. It allowed my stressed out muscles to loosen and relax. The sounds of the spraying water became the epitaph of peace and calm.

I closed my eyes, letting this feeling over take me. Putting my head under the running water, my long hair, its length going all the way down to the back of my knees, starting to soak in the thick water.

In the midst of this cool down, I let my mind wonder to the places I don't usually tread. Those memories that give me the strength to continue on the path I've set myself on. The reasons for my whole being here, and the reasons I was able to stand alone on this path of darkness. As long as that world was stained in death, so I was.

"Alice, Alice, ALICE! Can't you hear me? I mean, every time. You sleep in the weirdest places. We aren't kids anymore," my older sister, Leanne, stated.

My big sister, Leanne, she's taken care of me since our parents died in a car accident when I was five or six years old. She is beautiful and kind, I really look up to her. Her long, curly blonde hair that touches her shoulders, her blue crystals of water for her eyes. I always want to make her happy.

"I'm sorry sister, I won't do it again," I said as I stretched in the warm, spring air.

"No, no sister. You always do, but I'm just glad you can be safe, if you weren't, I'd never be able to live with myself," she smiled. Her beauty was not to be rivaled. Even as I am her sister, I seem more of a shadow compared to her, but I'm so glad that I'm the one who gets to be by her side. It makes me feel proud to be her sister, I don't care about anything but her.

My line of thinking always centered around her, and I always knew that we'd be together for our whole lives. No matter who would come between us, we'd always be there for each other. I never thought despair felt as bad as it did that one day.

"You leave her out of this, you monster," my sister held an expression I'd never seen before. Both of us were tied up by strong hands and I was truly afraid. I wasn't afraid of our situation, but I was afraid of my sister.

"Sis…ter?" I asked, my whole body was shaking. All this time I had no knowledge of what my sister really was going through. All I ever knew about was the fact that we were safe and happy. Was that happiness fake?

I stepped out of the shower and pulled my robe up. I let my long hair air dry, but my mind was still swimming about the past I'd lived. All that happiness we had, was not just a lie, but it was fake. It would have continued if I'd been stronger, if I'd been able to escape from the darkness that had grown in my heart.

Was that why Krow was black?

I looked at him as he was flying around the room. He was obviously in an excitable mood.

Krow was and is a part of me, that much is clear, but what part had he grown from. Was I doomed from the start?

"Can't let my mind slip too deep, I won't recover otherwise," I sighed. Things wouldn't move forward at all, and I leaned my head against the wall.

"Lady Alice, are you alright?" he asked.

I looked at him, "I'm not really alone, am I?" He seemed to smile and that was that.