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Shell-shocked, i couldn't find the right words to say to him. Instead, i pointed to the frame trying to collect my thoughts. "H-how did you do...?" I managed to sputter as i inspected him up and down. His eyes were calm and cold, but something inside him clicked at that moment. 508Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡY0YoRClzCJ
"Your hand, what's on the back?" Looking at my hand, i saw some type of insignia on it. "Oh, i don't know. It appeared when i touched the portrait, not to long before you came out as well.""That's...the mark of the Black-wood family.""Huh?" He muttered to himself something i could barely comprehend, but his tone sounded serious; and evil. Suddenly, his hand gripped my shirt, his eyes furious gold. "That's. MY FAMILY CREST." 508Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8A915iniDp
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Help me.The voice, it was back and speaking the same word's it always said. His eyes got even wider, and his hand began to shake. "Evelynn..." Evelynn? Who was Evelynn? Was that perhaps...! His hand stopped shaking, as he held his head down for a second. "Show me...WHAT YOU KNOW." He lifted his head up, his eyes a neon yellow now, brighter than before. Almost as bright as they first were in the portrait, if not brighter. His eyes glared into mine, and i became still. I couldn't move, couldn't speak; Only watch him. After a few moments, he let go of my shirt tossing me backwards a bit. "What the...?" I fixed my shirt, staring at him. "Tch, it's like my sister to rely on a human for help." Now i was lost, he seemed to be completely calm and relaxed about everything. And he knew what was going on, but he didn't seem like he wanted to talk to me. He stood slouched slightly, his hands in his pockets, and his hair messy yet good. Now that i am looking at him closer and more observant, he seems older than me; rather than the same age as me. Noticing i was staring at him, he immediately glared at me causing me to look away.
"Well, punk? You going to ask me or just stand there dumbfounded?" He even acted more superior than me, and if he is the boy from the picture; how come he is suddenly over sixteen? Rather than the little boy from that portrait, he is here. 508Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0p8eKH0AAn
"Well, Depends; Do you want me to ask?" He gave a slight chuckle, and i saw a crooked smirk on his face. "wow, you have the mouth of a wise guy. I kind of like that, but don't get me wrong; i still don't like you." Well, at least we were getting somewhere. "Alright, punk. I will explain to you, but first;" Glaring up at me, he had this look of disgust in his eyes. "I will. NEVER. Forgive YOUR little 'DADDY' for what he did to. MY. FAMILY. Much less his LITTLE SON TOO. " How did he know? How did he know my dad was the one who trapped his family? "Hmm, you seem confused on how i know. Confusion is hilarious, especially on you." Walking past me, he began to walk out the corridor. I ran after him, wondering where we were heading. "Where are we going?" "Where else? I'm going to find my sister's protective prison, and see how much it will take to get her out."
