(A/N- Hello people! Thank you for your lovely, lovely reviews. Thank you Octello. Anyway, this chapter is actually in chapter 2 but there were some problems so its now chapter 3. Update may be a bit slow as we lost the third page. Sorry. Enjoy!)

Chapter 3

After a short while, he felt the voice slowly leave him. The boy slowly got up.

"Kill…for survival, huh?" the boy pondered out loud.

:Kill for revenge…" a whisper echoed in his head.

He turned his head, a sudden urge to go back to his house to erase the bad memories here, if he remembered his pathway back, when suddenly, he heard,

"We must find him!" a man shouted, a few trees behind him.

The boy looked at the man. Behind him was a stampede of crowd, from big to small and short to tall.

"Kill him when you see him! Do not give any mercy for he has none! Within these two months, twelve of our men had died, leaving only their wife to support the family! These twelve men did not die from any common ail or accidents! They died because of him! He murdered them in cold blood!" an elderly man said.

The boy ducked when one of the heads turned to his direction. He crawled to a nearby bush and continued to listen to the talk.

"Let's not waste anymore time. Let me finish their last word," he heard his inner self whispered.

"No!" he murmured to his other self, doing a seal on his left hand which was now caked with dry blood. A blue glove appeared. He wore it.

"Damn seal…damn glove…"

When he peeked through a hole in the bush, he suddenly saw a flash of blonde hair. He looked at the person who had just stepped up in front. He saw a glimpsed of her face. Grey eyes…blunt nose…angel-like lips…No doubt…It was Caroline!

He stood up, wanting to save her from the crowd, wanting her to be safe and sound back at her home, but had found himself in the same position as just now, crouching down behind the bush.

"No," his inner self growled. "I want you to watch. Watch that bitch does what she does best."

"She's not a bitch!" he gritted angrily. "She…happens to be my friend!"

"And your goody-two-shoes crush for a year," the voice growled.

Then, he felt a sharp pain on his left cheek. He had slapped him mentally.

"Wake up, you idiot! She befriended you to get proof; proof that you've gone around killing. So that she and the others could finally catch you and sentence you to death! Where's your wits?!"

"That's not true!" he murmured furiously at the voice.

Caroline won't do that! She won't betray him! She's his friend! He had not liked her for nothing! He liked her because she is honest! But…

(A/N- It's short, I know but please, please review! I'll try to remember the third page if you do)