a break from the 'Normal.'

there are many mysteries about the worlds. about the realms. about the universe in general as it is. there is no transparency. there are riddles over puzzle pieces.

the world as one can have many faces. the face of the world can be none or many. there is no answer that can be true. all answers about the world are hypothetical. and there is a certain beauty. a charm from the world's multiple unclear layers.

time is one of those things that seem simple. jet there is a complexity to it. there are wonders about the unknown. jet the idea of having answers brings fear.

today's argument ends there. now lets move on to the story. today is a particular normal day or abnormal day.

on the earthly realm it is normal and mundane. on this realm it is a strange luxury. to own a peaceful day. Karl woke up a bit late. he left his room at about 2:42 pm. he is now on the dinning room eating 'breakfast.' at his side is Psychotic Twin.

Psychotic Twin seems to be furious. she had a disagreement with her brother. now Psychotic Twin waits for an opportunity. the smallest pretext. anything to vent her anger on Karl.

Karl isn't an idiot. he knows what is happening on Psychotic Twin's head. so he tries to eat his cereal avoiding eye contact. he eats as fast as humanly possible. he accepts his issues as not normal. he understands her hatred. but he isn't her punching bag.

at this point Psychotic Twin is glaring at him. she says few things. then he reacts quietly trying to fix whatever she doesn't like. Psychotic Twin keeps glaring at him. she is even growling at this point.

Karl stands up. "ma'am. keep it two volumes down. for the love of Christ your eyes are cutting holes on my brains by now." yields Karl.

"I am not doing anything you drama queen."

"you always calm me by names like idiot, psycho, mad-loser, stupid, crazy-diarrhea-face, and many more. I am tire of that. you crazy annoying bitch."

"I had been wondering why are you such a bitch? now I have the answer. it is simple, guys with smaller, like super tiny small members vent their anger on others for their lack of size. or maybe you are born that way. deranged and demented."

"who is talking? oh yeah the bitch who calls herself Psycho. don't forget that your username explains to perfection your place on the world."

by now those two are about to box each other to death. their pride knows no limits. but even so when they are about fight. Karl can't stop thinking about how hot she looks. she looks even more hot when she is angry. she is kinda cute.

he founds the way she speaks. her gaze. and even her voice cute. specially when she is angry about to beat him up. he then stops thinking about that. he starts to question his mental state right now. how can he find her cute? how? when she is a barbarian.

Psychotic Twin looks at him. like looking at his body, like his muscles and package. she is curious about certain areas. she discreetly checks out his ass. she isn't disappointed, but there is room for improvement.

after looking a bit too much. Psychotic Twin questions herself. how can she be looking at him on that way? there has to be something wrong with her. it can't be. she looks away for a moment. she screams confuse.

"you have no idea of how much I hate your stupid face?"

"do you think I care? the only reason why I haven't send you four meters down, is because your brother would be heart broken. and the boy is a good kid."

"stop playing the tough guy. you and I know that you are a joke."

"you know what. I am going to tell you who you are. you are nothing less than a little scare girl who talks big to hide how cowardly and weak you truly are. I can see you so clearly and you are laughable."

"what? are you going to kill me just on the same way that you killed your girlfriend."

Karl is on shock. tears fall from his eyes. he throws up. then he falls on his knees feeling a horrible pain on his head. the memories and the guilt are attacking. like always those emotions come back to antagonize him. to terrorize him.

Karl listens to her voice. he can feel her touching his face and his arms. he can feel her breath on his neck. the tears keep falling as his screams become less human. the words 'murderer.' 'monster.' 'my killer.' those words are on replay on his head.

Psychotic Twin looks at Karl. she feels guilt. she doesn't know what to do. everyone else left the base earlier. they all had things to do. there is no one else to tell her what to do. she doesn't know how to react. she awaits for Karl to calm down.

it is ironic, isn't it. there was a person who meant everything to Karl. now that same person who used to be the best part on his life, now she brings the worst on his life. from being a flower on a field, she became a poison on the blood.

Karl can't see beyond the wounds. it hurts. he can't think about the good times. everything he sees, or feels is a deep pain. the regrets of losing the one person who meant everything. the lose of the love of his life.

it can be argue that Karl's love was genuine and pure, it was even innocent. but of that love mostly nothing is left. he is mostly clinging to the memory of that love. that love has rotted like a fruit. what is left are wounds, scars, and an emotional deep pain.

Psychotic Twin kneels. she hugs Karl. she whispers on his ear. she tells him that everything is going to be okay. she also asks for forgiveness.

Psychotic Twin regrets her words. her hands are trembling. she then holds his t-shirt with some strength. she keeps whispering positive words. Psychotic Twin closes her eyes and then questions herself. why does she care for this man so much? who cares.

"it hurts so much. I loved her with all my heart. I did. I know I did all I could. why? why wasn't I capable of saving a single soul. why do I feel so much guilt for what happen to her. I didn't know that could happen. why did she had to die."

"I don't know what is your tale. but I do know that when someone loves you. that someone can be hurt if their memory becomes this painful to you. you have to move on. do it for her."

Karl looks at Psychotic Twin. she shines on his darkness. Karl smiles for a moment. he feels safe on her arms. he hugs her tightly. he thanks her. few tears fall from his eyes. maybe he can move on some day. Karl looks at the possibility of a tomorrow.

Karl stands up. he cleans his face. he hears footsteps. Psychotic Twin and Karl look at the Good Twin. he was in there the whole time. he feels awkward. Karl pretends to be alone and he cleans up. both the Twins leave the dinning room.

Psychotic Twin feels her own heartbeat. it becomes stronger as she thinks about Karl. she closes her eyes thinking about the hug. she blushes. she looks like a tomato. she pretends to not know. she ignores her own feelings.

the Good Twin smiles. he hugs his sister. he then makes a comment about his 'brother-in-law' and his sister. Psychotic Twin furiously denies her emotions. she denies the obvious as she tells her brother to shut up.

"if we have an hypothetical conversation. I approve of him. he is a good guy deep inside. he may be lacking on the looks department, but hey there are no perfect humans."

"hey, he isn't ugly. I mean, he isn't my type. and I am not interested on him."

"I saw how you hugged him too tightly. I also saw how you were staring at his whole body. don't pretend to not care. he is the ideal brother-in-law."

Psychotic Twin blushes a bit. she thinks about his lips. she then feels confuse. there is some doubts on her head. does she cares, or does she forgets about it. Psychotic twin avoids looking at her brother. he knows her too well.

Good Twin laughs. he is worry about their relationship. he knows they are both hurt. they both had a rough past. they deserve to find some happiness on this world. if they can be each other's happiness. why not.

it is hard to see what will be of this. the world gives many turns. there are many obstacles on their way. Good Twin hopes for the best.

"just give it an attempt. I can see a brightness on your eyes. I can see a shine on you. do it. give it an opportunity to your heart."

"it isn't like that. you know how hard it was our childhood. I can't trust on anyone who isn't you. I can't open my heart to anyone. not jet, not like that."

"I am just saying. he will be my brother-in-law."

"end of that conversation. on another subject. how is your new team? are they treating you well?"

"yes I like it with them. don't worry for me. I will visit more whenever I have a break."

Good Twin keeps talking about good things. he talks about his teammates. he smiles with so much enjoyment. there doesn't seem to be a reason to fight anymore. those two can fight. then the next hour they forget all about the fight.

Psychotic Twin feels peace. if her little brother is having fun. if he is smiling. then she doesn't need of anything. all her life goes around of him. he is the only person and all she needs on her entire life.

the Good Twin receives a private message. it is from his teammates. they need of him. apparently his teammates want to have a big party. he asks if he can bring his sister. he then asks his sister if she wants to go. he receives a 'yes' as an answer.

Psychotic Twin doesn't want to interfere. she tells him to go by himself. they go to a small mart on which they buy some lolly-pops. his has strawberry flavor. hers is pink with cotton candy flavor.

the day is long. there is warmth on the air. there is nothing like a calm day. there are few clouds on the sky. they made some cute figures. the sky is on a blue-green-ish tone. everyone is having fun. today is almost a perfect day.

Psychotic Twin wants to give it a try to Karl. but not now. she wants to wait until her brother gets himself a girlfriend. she wants to see her brother with a bride first. she wants to find him a good woman.

Psychotic Twin asks about his preferences. the Good Twin doesn't answer nervously. he doesn't feel comfortable talking about himself. he is private about his emotions. he tells her that he is fine. he doesn't care about finding love.

the day is beautiful. this peace feels almost abnormal on this world. today is a break from the 'Normal' of everyday. a break from the gore and slaughter. but sometimes a good day can be an omen. a warning for the tragedies to come.