Shadow Slave

Sunny stared at Caster with a grim expression. Despite the amiable smile and reassuring voice, he knew what the handsome Legacy was doing.

He grew up in the outskirts, after all.

Caster had said "I will help you."

But what he actually meant was "I will own you."

Because there was no better leverage than a gruesome secret. This help of his was going to come at a price.

But what choice did Sunny have, really? Unless he was ready to fight and kill Caster right there and then, thus silencing the only witness of his crime forever, he couldn't refuse.

Plus… what Caster thought was going to happen and what would really happen was not as set in stone as it seemed. As long as Sunny was alive, there was hope of turning things around, somehow.

He just had to get through this, one step at a time.

Sunny forced out a smile.

"Thank you, Caster. I won't… won't forget it."

Then, he glanced at the dead body lying at his feet and took a step back, escaping the quickly growing puddle of blood. His face remained calm, but a small, almost imperceptible shiver ran through his body.

"So… what do we do now?"

The proud Legacy lingered, then said in a solemn tone:

anyone see you like this. Wait here for a

Harper, but Caster was right. Walking around covered in blood

"And then what?"

Caster hesitated.

be easy to do without being noticed, if not by slum rats, than by Guards. Don't worry, though… I'll think of

trust the Legacy. What was going to stop him from returning with a crowd of people? But no. Having Sunny in

keep an eye on things

corpse, Sunny sighed and sat on the floor, resting his back against the flimsy

body lying motionless on the stones beside him.

still open,

am stuck with you forever,

Sea, Sunny knew that a new shadow had joined the silent ranks

could do was

Time slowly crawled.

had to avoid prying eyes and waste a lot of time conversing with people who constantly wanted to win his attention. At some

seen Sunny?" Do you

young man he had killed, Sunny smiled darkly and listened to what kind of excuse the

began to wander. He listened to the sound of rain falling

was always reminded of the

in mystery and screamed of tragedy, he came from a simple background. His story was more

by one of the numerous maintenance crews that took care of the city's outer barriers. His mom worked in

after his sister, Rain, was born, when Sunny was around four, his father was killed in a work accident, which was not a rare occurrence among the city maintenance workers. Three years after that, his mother got sick and eventually

older and had "behavioral problems", which made him pretty much completely undesirable. After enduring a few