Demons in the Mirror - Chapter 113

“The pretty and ugly duo are here to kick yo ass~” Maera declared it loud as she slammed the office door open with a bomb in her hand.

Adreanna quickly tackled the guy below her when she dropped down from the vent and shot his head. The mission ended in a mere minute when Maera insanely blew the entire office.

“Woo-hoo!” Maera screamed when she and Adreanna jumped off the building and shot a rope to another building’s rooftop together.

They quickly dived onto another building’s rooftop and parkoured around for a while. They stopped when it seemed like they were already far enough from the scene.

“That was fun.” Maera chuckled and sat on the edge of the building, looking at the night view with relaxing eyes. Adreanna quickly followed her by sitting right beside the short girl.

They enjoyed their tiny moment for a while, letting the wind play with their hair as it wished. The short girl moved, glancing at her friend’s porcelain mask and nudged the 16-year-old assassin.

“So, what’s your reason?” Maera asked out of nowhere, earning a tilted head from Adreanna.

“Your reason for being an assassin.” She continued, shooting a quizzical and curious look at the taller girl.

Adreanna stared at the moon for a while before she answered. “I don’t know.”

Maera frowned. “You don’t have a reason?”

The breeze went past them once again, dancing around their clothes. The sound of traffic below them was vague, adding so much atmosphere to the busy night.

“My father got sentenced to death.” Maera followed Adreanna’s gaze to the moon and sighed. Adreanna quickly snapped her head over to Maera, tilting her head slightly.

“I was taken a hostage.” She paused. Her black pupils had turned nostalgic behind her pink glasses. “It was just me and father in this world, you know? So he couldn’t lose me.”

“Maybe if it was a criminal who does such dirty work, I would have become a hero and killed all the criminals.” She chuckled and finally caught up with Adreanna’s stares.

“Maybe you’d been dead in my hands too.” She joked while smirking playfully.

“But the one who was blackmailing my father was one of the governments.” Her smile flattered as she looked down, clenching her fists a little. “That person has taken me hostage to make my father kill the president’s wife.”

“So he killed her so that I could live.” She clenched her teeth, shoving down the anger within her. “And then my father took all the blame and died in front of the public’s eyes.”

“It’s unfair.” She whispered. In between her speaking, some of her black locks cascaded down her face from how harsh the wind was around them.

“So every day, I put my mind and devoted my life to kill that government.” There was a slight murderous aura that came as quick as it faded.

“And I did.” Maera went back to flash her usual grin at Adreanna. The grin looked fake because of how quick it flattered.

“And I feel… empty.”

“It’s not enough to get my revenge.” Maera looked at her right hand coldly. “So I killed more.”

“And more.”

“And more.”

“I’m going to destroy every government alive just like how they let my father get destroyed.” She told her, but it felt she was declaring it to the whole world instead.

“That’s my reason.” Maera inhaled deeply and tried to form her usual smile again. “You should learn to have a reason too.”

They both stared at each other for a while. It was as if the whole world was empty, and there was only the two of them at the moment.

Maera quickly coughed and looked the other way. They fell into a calm silence again, letting the wind be the one who talked over them.

The young serial killer gazed back at Adreanna slowly, trying to tell her another story. “You know, I used to have a mother-”

“-fucker, who the fuck are you?!” She jumped back and stared at Adreanna’s naked face wide-eyed.

“The wind.” Adreanna casually muttered with her porcelain mask in her hand. Her blue eyes stared down at Maera’s void ones, causing the serial killer to become flustered.

“W-what?”

“I want to feel the wind,” Adreanna repeated her sentence with her gorgeous stoic face facing the even more flustered Maera.

“A-ah. Right.” She cleared her voice and gulped. “I should probably stop calling you ugly assassin.”

“Imma just call you friend.” Maera brushed her face with her hand, realizing how she was wrong all this time. The embarrassment was too big that she wished she could just die.

“You should’ve told me that you’re drop-dead gorgeous, girl.” She complimented the assassin, earning nothing in response.

Now that she could see her face, it became more awkward and irritating when her friend did not answer nor react to her words.

“You are really pretty.” She re-complimented with an awkward smile. “Beautiful.”

‘Say it. Say it I’m beautiful too. Being told beautiful by a god-like face like her would make my self-esteem skyrocket.’ Maera thought, earning a sudden determination within her.

She felt like she saw an artist- no, a goddess right now.

“You’re the best assassin.” She continued, not retreating on her compliments. “You’re cool too when you do the ‘spinning in the air before blowing someone’s head off’ thing.”

Adreanna emotionlessly stared at her. “Okay.”

Marea’s jaw dropped. “…okay?”

A sign of irritation morphed on her face as she forced a smile. “You could have complimented me back, you know.”

“Like saying I’m pretty too.” She made a wild movement with her hands as she explained more. “That’s how people communicate! Complimenting someone back when being complimented.”

Adreanna blinked innocently at her. However, her innocence was mistaken as sinister by Maera. It was scary.

“You’re pretty too.” Adreanna finally said it, earning a sad smile from Maera.

“Ah. It doesn’t feel that nice that I have to tell you to do it.” She recoiled, feeling defeated.

“Damn it.”

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A faded wound on Adreanna’s stomach was shown as she wrapped bandages all over her chest. Maera was cleaning her glasses while facing the other way, letting her friend change into her usual clothes.

“Are you done?” The pink theme serial killer asked as she put on her glasses.

“Yes. You can change now.” Adreanna answered flatly and wore her red jacket while checking her phone.

“Ah. I’m not changing. I have something to do tonight.” Maera finally turned around and flashed Adreanna a smile. She walked over to her friend and fixed the pink ribbon on her friend’s braid.

“This is probably going to be my last mission,” Maera uttered while being satisfied with how pretty the ribbon looked with Adreanna.

“You’re not killing all the governments?” Adreanna emotionlessly stared at her friend’s void-like pupils.

“I’m only killing those who had a relation with my father’s killer. Like the governments who work with that bastard.” Maera wiped the invincible specks of dust on Adreanna’s shoulders by tip-toeing and grinned.

“It’s okay. I got this. You stay here, friend.” She winked at Adreanna and retreated her hands.

Maera quickly walked away from her and snatched the gun on the table. She reloaded them while making her way to the window.

“Adreanna. My name is Adreanna.” The assassin suddenly uttered, causing the other black-haired girl to look back.

“Adreanna,” Maera repeated her name and nodded. “Heh, pretty name for that pretty face.”

“But I really like calling you friend, though. I never had one that stayed.” She shrugged as she put a foot outside the window. The sun was bright, and yet it could not match Maera’s bright smile.

“Stay here. Don’t disturb my prey, friend!” She waved and let her body fall from the high building. She saluted at her one last time before she disappeared with her rope gun.

Adreanna stayed for Maera just like how she stayed for her mother. She obediently stayed in their usual place without involving in Maera’s mission.

And just like her mother, Maera did not stay either.

The next day, all the news were talking about the death of the infamous serial killer. Maera could not kill the government she wanted to kill, the last government that had a relation with her father’s death.

Maera was killed by that government instead, reliving the same thing as her father. But instead of being sentenced to death, she was sentenced right on the spot.

Everyone cheered for the government. No one was mourning her, no one cared for her reason. They only saw the corrupted mask of the governments.

A man who just got cheered by the people triumphantly drank his wine inside his house, living peacefully with his bloody hands.

He had done it. He let the serial killer kill all his competitors in the government society and let his name skyrocket in the public’s eyes. He was waiting by letting her help him to kill all the people he had to kill without dirtying his hands.

He knew he’d be her last target, and it helped him so much. Now, he finally could enjoy the peace and all the fame he had gained by eradicating her.

“What a dumb girl.” He chuckled and took another gulp.

There was a clanking sound on the furthest dark side of his room, making the man suddenly on guard. He stood up from the sofa and frowned a little, focusing on the sound, trying to see who was inside the room with him.

“Who’s there?” He shouted, putting down the wine in his hand while tightening his white robe.

“The dumb girl’s friend.” Someone whispered behind his ear, causing all the hairs in his body to stand up.

He slowly turned around, trembling a little as he could feel the murderous aura behind him. “Y-you are-”

“The one who will kill a dumb man.” She uttered, eyes glinting behind her red porcelain man as she beheaded the government in one go.

That day, Adreanna found a reason.