Perfect Assassins

Seth:

I shrugged. "My life has been consumed with school and keeping my sister out of my brothers footsteps. And recently I have accomplished one of the few things I wished I had always done."

Ebony:

I nodded and looked down at the floor. "I'm sorry. I thought my life had been bad, but yours sounds worse."

Seth:

I laughed softly again. "I wouldn't say it's bad, just challenging at times." I shrugged.

Ebony:

"It sounds a lot like mine though, where you couldn't do what you wanted." I said softly.

Seth:

"So what, you joined this group and now you get to do what you please?" I asked lightly still smiling a bit.

Ebony:

"No, my parents nearly killed me and Michael saved me." I sadly.

Seth:

I frowned and looking away. "You're right. Our lives are some what alike." I mumbled.

Ebony:

"I was unconscious and bleeding out in the snow of Northern Germany before Michael found me." I said softly. I wanted a hug right now, and hugging my self wasn't helping me much.

Seth:

I felt sick, what she was saying reminded me very much of what happened to my sister, a thought that always turned my stomach. "How old were you?" I asked quietly.

Ebony:

I shrugged. "I don't remember...and I try not to."

((O.o Wait....are they...related? Is that your plan?))

((Haha! No! Even if I do like to torture my characters, having siblings like each other without knowing they are siblings squeams me out far too much.))

Seth:

I nodded. "That's best you know. If you don't think about your past it can't hurt you."

(( Whew....I was worried there for a moment.))

Ebony:

I smiled weakly. "Yeah, but all I have to do is change clothes or look in a mirror and I can remember them."

Seth:

I considered for a moment before turning around and pulling my shirt up to my neck showing her my back were it was nearly completely covered in burn scars.

Ebony:

I let out a soft gasp and I moved over to him, lightly touching his back with my finger tips. "Oh..."

Seth:

I turned back around, the scars continued down my stomach but weren't as bad. "I was very young, and I don't think about it, ever actually, not even when I see them. They are just apart of me, like a birth mark I received later in life." I shrugged but was unable to meet her eyes.

Ebony:

I touched the ones on his stomach, pausing slightly as I admired his lack of any fat before I pushed that out of my mind. I hesitated and turned around before repeating what he did. Pulling up my shirt so that he could see my scars.

Seth:

I went a bit pink when she copied me and pulled my own shirt down. Her scars were bad, but to me they were almost attractive, they were smooth and clean. Whoever had done this to her had known how. Mine, even after all this time, still had an off pink tinge, whereas hers had faded nicely. I didn't touch her like she had me, but I wanted to.

Ebony:

I slowly let my shirt down and turned around shyly, not looking at him. "I have those along my upper thighs up my neck, but my father made sure to not leave any that would show while wearing a short sleeve shirt."

Seth:

“Well at least there is that.” I said trying to lighten the mood. “My sister has chemical burn marks all over her, even her face. And they aren’t near as pretty as yours.”

Ebony:

I looked up at him in surprise a blush rising to my cheeks.

((I get the feeling that he is going to be killed...))

((=P Stop trying to guess my plans!))

Seth:

I smiled at the pink on her cheeks and again held myself back from touching them.

Ebony:

I smiled at him shyly, the blush deepening a bit.

((This is going to be like Eric and Krissy isn't it.))

((I don‘t see how it is going to be like Eric and Krissy precisely.))

Seth:

I couldn’t help myself, I grinned at her knowing I was probably looking like a fool. “Have you had breakfast yet? I was going to earlier but I fell asleep on the table.”

((Ok fine. Seth is going to die like Eric did, and Ebony is going to cry and feel heart broken...you love abusing my characters heart don't you XD))

Ebony:

I shook my head. "No, not yet."

((It gets boring just messing with my own XP BUT I am not saying that is the way it is going to go, for all you know I could have Seth be psycho or some thing....))

Seth:

“Lets eat, then. Though I guess it is more lunch time then breakfast.” I said as I opened the door for her.