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IT WAS with great confusion when Allia woke up one morning, on August 31st, she opened her eyes to a light feeling body sitting on top of her.
The room was dark, lit only with the sunlight filtering in through the sheer curtains.
"What the fuck-" Allia groaned, sitting up slowly. "Feitan?" She grumbled, pushing the young man off of her. "Do you have business with me? If its about the auction, I'm supposed to be there in an hour, I've got time to sl-"
"Not about the auction. Here about personal things." Feitan crawled next to her, crossing his legs and sitting on the covers comfortably. Surprisingly, he had taken his shoes off, and put them next to the bed neatly.
"And that would be?"
"I know you. You know me. Why is there a boy following me?" He spoke through his tall collar, staring up at Allia with curious eyes. "I didn't do him in 'cause I know he's your family." He spoke bluntly and with broken words, unfamiliar still with the language.
Allia lifted her eyebrows and leaned back on the headboard, running a hand through her hair.
"I told him to keep an eye on you."
"Why?"
"Well, I've got some ideas on who you are."
"I'm Feitan." The black haired male responded stubbornly, scratching his head in confusion. "Right?"
"That's right. You're Feitan, but haven't you wondered who your family is?"
"They're six feet below ground."
Allia smiled placidly and stood up from the bed, taking a file from the desk and handing it over to the man, who took it in increased confusion.
"I'm Feitan-" He opened the file, and comically widened his eyes. "Uh oh."
Allia couldn't see his mouth, but by the way his brows were wrinkling, he was obviously frowning.
"My mother's nen is similar to yours." She patted the silent Feitan's head, and reached for her jacket.
"We are family?" Feitan spluttered out. "That's weird. The boy trailing me is my brother??"
"Yeah. Based on what I've read, you were kidnapped and dropped in Meteor City because they took the wrong kid."
"Who?"
"The Mafia."
Feitan glared at the file in his hands as he heard who the culprits behind his lost history were. "I'll kill them."
"You will, today. Don't worry."
Feitan looked up at Allia, narrowing his eyes. He could tell she was planning something by the way her blue eyes gazed at something far away. The fact that she revealed this information to him today, of all days, was too coincidental. After all, Allia Zoldyck never simply answered a question just because someone asked one.
"Will they...accept me?"
Allia turned her head towards the shorter man. "Of course they will. You are extremely strong. You have the power of the fucking sun in your hands, little brother."
With that, she walked towards the door to leave. "Aren't you coming?" She smiled.
The Phantom Troupe member nodded eagerly and burned the file, before following quickly.
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"You know, that was my only copy of your DNA records and info."
