Now, this all happened to be a year ago. And now the little, helpless-looking, thin yet cute, violet-haired girl has been shown to be a massively obese 16 year old. Her hair seemed to be dyed black but highlights of glowing purple could still be seen.

She seems to be in the middle of chopping some onions but suddenly realizes she was about to cut her fingers. Surprised, she quickly let go and sat down on a nearby chair. Turns out, the story and everything that had happened in China was all in a flashback.

Someone entered through the door and she quickly got up, trying to look normal...

" I'm home! Is anyone here? Wait,..., I think I remember that Matilda still has chores to do... "

When the person arrived at where the Matilda was, a shocked expression covered their face. The person who arrived had tan skin and brown hair with red highlights held as a loose bun. It was a girl that had mud all over her clothes. She seemed really angry -

" Matilda? How long did it take you to finish collecting the stuff we need and go into chopping the onions? Or were you doing something else in the meantime? "

She seems to be a lot older than Matilda and she also seems to take control of the entire thing. Matilda has been in trouble many times and she had to do these chores as a punishment from her elder sister, the red girl, who wants to always be called Rihanna.

" Alright, alright, Rihanna, just because you're older doesn't mean you get to boss me around. And even if you do it, it won't make much of a difference since I'll finish this up in a few minutes, it's not like I volunteered to do it. "

Rihanna chuckled, and then she laughed out loud. Matilda was confused about why but kept in her own business, turning over from chopping the onions to chopping potatoes. When she finished laughing in a few minutes, she turned towards Matilda directly with a stern face.

" Yes you did, Matilda, yes you did. Because every time you get in trouble, you have to do these lousy chores again… "

Matilda remembers a time when she added sugar in chicken and salt on a cake for a friend of Rihanna's on April Fools.

" And again… "

Then she remembered a time she had let horses all over her school from a nearby stable.

" And again… "

There was even a time when she was in the car park and had to force a taxi driver to take her anywhere he wanted when she was chased by a burglar who was actually a known prankster in Beijing…

" So you most probably won't have trouble knowing what happens next every time, or do you?..."

Alongside the last memory, she also had an encounter with a family of stars known around Bollywood, accidentally tripping to land on the oldest son of the family, who was almost 20 years older than her.

" Yeah,.. great times... "

Rihanna smirked as she went over to the kitchen to check out the food she was making before speaking again.

" So those were good times...? Then what will you ever call the bad ones... - "

She froze, she was first looking at the food but then slowly turning her head over to Matilda, as she looked horrifying. No one, and I mean no one, ever talks about bad memories in front of Matilda...

She suddenly started grinning in a maniac way. Rihanna can tell she fell for the trap again. The same trap she falls into every time she gets angry, and speaks about topics that she should never point out. Matilda had her eyes turning a little into a glowing Purple colour, and she wasn't using the knife to cut the potatoes, but rather, her fingers, all while in rage.

Rihanna quickly went back over to the backdoor of the house, ready to run just in case of anything happening. She already had the doorknob in her hand, ready to open it any second. She gripped tight in anticipation as Matilda finally started talking.

" Well... I see that you have been having a hard time trying to sort out the problems you're having a lot, even BEFORE you came to China to train under Amoura-Cheng... "

She smirked deviously as she then turned over to Rihanna's direction with eyes that would scare any normal person into tears. She looks psychotic as she continued talking

" Like the one with your childhood friends! Like... - let's say... "

" You... Wouldn't... Dare... "

Her hand started warming up, and the doorknob she held with that glowing hand was starting to glow too. The doorknob was slowly starting to get moulded, like in a smelting machine...

" The one with the hot-headed attitude,... - Now I remember his name... Pyro, isn't it? "

But Matilda didn't seem to care about Rihanna's vicious looks that started to form on her face and started to inhale some air, somehow changing the temperature around her, making the atmosphere a bit colder and darker.

" We've already agreed to not talk about him - "

" And we've agreed to not talk about those times, and yet... "

Someone came knocking through the backdoor of the building they were in, and as she opened it instinctively, she bumped it right on the person knocking. She looked over to the injured man and even apologized in Chinese. That's where she noticed, there was a boy, this one had blonde hair with the charm of a British. He said he didn't mind but she could already see that he had a bleeding nose, so let him in.

" Rihanna, there's something I've wanted to tell you... For a long time now... " He said in Chinese

" Let me treat you first, and then maybe we could talk... " She replied back in Chinese.

She let go of the door, which was moulded in the impact of her heated hand, and made the doorknob have a weird shape. She flicked off the sweat that kept gathering at her palm and went over to him with her keys on her other hand. She approached him, making him even more shy and embarrassed.

She treated his bloody nose and even gave him a water bottle. He gladly accepted it but was still determined to talk to her about something... Something really big for his life. In all this, they were talking in Chinese.

" Rihanna, there is really something I need to tell you… and I don't know if you can take it well… "

But she didn't plan anything THAT big, instead she coldly talked to him while turning him over to the outside streets after she had already treated him.

" Sorry, we're in the middle of a private discussion here but I'll get back to you in a sec. "

She accidentally touched him with her heated hand, leading to having his shoulder into ashes without him noticing. She instinctively pushed the boy out into the streets and closed the door, while the boy was sad enough to not notice another man behind him.

" Rihanna, when will I ever say it out loud...? "

He was suddenly kidnapped and brought to a dark room with only one light, and that was from a flashlight from the kidnapper. He noticed that there's a tape being recorded and a few men that's surrounding him. He immediately started panicking as he slowly realized what he got himself into. The kidnapper noticed his troubled face and started talking.

" Young lad, calm down, we aren't here to kill you, at least,..., not until you tell me everything you know about the residents living in your neighborhood. Maybe kind enough to tell me about a group of sisters living together in that building you were a few minutes ago? Or would you rather suffer a little more before talking? "

Feeling anxious and stressed about it, he tried to calm down but all the men that surrounded him were making him uneasy.

" I only ask this only once, who are the Cheng family and are they really a biological family? "

Even though he wasn't fluent in English, he knew exactly on what the man was talking about. And so, he tried his best, even though his accent wasn't the best.

" The only thing I know of the Cheng family - There's an old lady as the mother and she has 5 daughters of different ages, who moved into Shanghai a year ago... "

The man, in his flexible black suit, had his eyebrow twitch at this fact.

- I wonder... I wonder what he'll have to say about this… -

" Do you know more about the daughters of Miss Cheng? "

" The only one I know clearly among them is the oldest one... "

He then started to go through her information, she's athletic, beautiful, a bit stern and really caring towards her team.

" ... Who goes to the same school as me... "

He started to blush, imagining a scene at the school, where he would catch her when she was about to trip, locking their eyes together in the pleasant music that seemed to go along with the atmosphere. But then he remembered about the man in black.

" And she seems to be a normal person to me. "

That's where he started grinning in surprise to this. And made his tone a little more, serious.

" Have you ever felt a little warm with her? Or maybe a bit too warm?... "

His mind started to circle him with thoughts of how warm she can be in the winter and people actually cuddle around her just for that reason. She also seems to always be caught unfazed by the drastic heat that comes by in the summer, without having to buy a single ice-cream nor take a single fan for air, while her sisters would buy every cooling agent they could get.

But then, something else got into his head while on that topic and quickly shook his head, trying hard tomput off the image of Rihanna feeling hot and taking off her usual clothes to reveal her t-shirt and shorts, with her body then pronounced up to the last detail.

" What are you talking about? Are you trying to get me into something else? "

The man, who was already angry at his slow talking, snapped at his question.

" Stop answering a question with another question! "

In the silence, he looks over his men, clearly shook by his low and loud.

" - Look, we're not getting you into something unorthodox. We're just asking you a few random questions and you're free. Deal? "

He had a feeling that he's gotten into a strange, risky situation, but since there's nothing abnormal he knows about them. What could possibly go wrong? Besides, nothing would make him talk too much.

" ... Deal... "

" Alright, question no.1, what's her eye color? "

" Dark eyed. "

" Question no.2, her name? "

" Rihanna. "

" Rihanna? What's her nationality? "

" Born in Australia while her mother was on a book tour. "

" Strange, what about the others? "

" They all were born at different places for different reasons. Ms. Cheng is a hardworking person who doesn't lay down in her house most of the time. "

" What do you know more about Ms. Cheng? "

" What do you mean by that? "

" What's her full name? "

" Amoura Cheng. "

" And what's her reason for moving here with her daughters? "

Before he could answer, an explosion occurred and the men held out their guns ready to attack and defend, while the interrogator stood up with two pistols in his hands. Everybody was ready as a cloud of smoke and debris surrounded them all. The blonde wasn't too shaped so he never thought about running away.

Suddenly, the clouds became windy and started charging at them, and for some reason, it's not hitting him. The men were confused as the debris of their wall started floating wildly, like some kind of hurricane. But it stopped in mid-air.

Everyone was terrified at the sight of it but stayed still as the debris started moving again. This time, they moved in the form of a shape... something like a collection of missiles forming a sphere, targeting them. Now the men started running for their lives and so did the blond guy. But the interrogator seemed unfazed and caught the guy by his own shirt and got hold of his neck, like threatening the person whatever he/she was doing now.

" I got the guy here so move out of the way or I'll be breaking his bones until it'll look like the debris you're bending there. Kamborians... "

Suddenly, part of the debris was shot from behind him like a gun. When the interrogator turned around, there was a low life kid with a slingshot in his hand. He seemed scared and his age seemed to be very young, but his courage was admirably strong. He got his slingshot ready for another shot, this time, he pulled even harder than before looking at the man with sheer anger.

" Leave my cousin alone you jerk! " The boy said in Chinese

The man grinned and got a gun ready, he had one with him that he's using to hold the blonde guy's neck and had the other one pointing towards the ceiling.

" Zhang! Run! Quickly get the police! " He cried in Chinese.

But the Interrogator seemed to be calm as he kept his English.

" Alright, last chance, lower down the debris and show yourselves. Then, I'll let go of him. Deal? "

But when he turned around, he saw that the debris had already gone down, and the interrogator was angry. He then shot the ceiling and everything came crumbling down on them. The blonde guy cried for help and his little cousin tried to get the interrogator to let him go, but he wouldn't budge at all. Just when the boys thought that was the end -

" Just as I thought... "

The ceiling had stopped from falling and the men were safe and sound, but all the boys could think about was running away. So they tried again and again, but the man was hard as stone, and suddenly, he grinned. The debris started floating again, and this time it surrounded them fast and looked like a tornado. The little boy screamed at the sight, while the interrogator kept still, then he started to laugh. The blonde guy had enough and kicked the man in the balls.The interrogator was somehow still unfazed.

" You can be assured that I've got it all under cover. You can do as you wish, Kamborian. "

Nothing seemed to have changed as the men slowly disappeared from the sight of the interrogator and the little boy had to hold onto him. The interrogator looked down on him. And patted his head. The boy looked up, confused. The interrogator chuckled as he raised his hand. And the spinning stopped...

" Who are you? And... were you the one who made all that?... "

The interrogator looked at the blonde boy right in the eye, the blonde boy was sweating in fear and was starting to choke from the fact that he was still in his grasp.

" Let me introduce myself... People call me the INTERROGATOR. Pleased to meet you, ... "

He then looked at the direction where the debris had made the dust move like fog.

" ... Our newest recruit. "

Suddenly, another boy emerged from the dust with a cool, sketchy black clothing, covering every part of his body except for his eyes, ears and hair. Through the sandy debris, it looked like his eyes were glowing with violet color... but when it all calmed down, his eyes were violet but had transparency.

" So, it's time for you to think up a name. And what was that favor you wanted to ask before this whole thing? "

The boy seemed fierce and emotionless as he finally spoke in a very low and scary pitch.

" Call me the Blackout. And by the way, Blondie, "

The boy who named himself the Blackout crept closer to the Blond guy and even bent his neck a little due to their length difference being so large.

" I couldn't bear it so I'll just ask, what was it about one of those sisters again? Personal reasons, but I'd like to know more about a girl who really wears purple clothing. I think she's the sister of your friend, Rihanna… "

He straightened his back again, looking like he was deeply thinking.

" What was her name again...? Yeah, Matilda…"

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