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“How…” I start, but that is all I manage to muster.

“Haven’t you ever wondered about it?”

I keep my mouth shut. Of course I have, but he is the last person I would ever tell that.

“Silence,” he nods. “It is your choice, of course. Allow me to do the talking then. You see, Cal…” He talks and I wonder how he knows my name, but I don’t say anything. I just listen. “The scar isn’t just a mark. It is a symbol of your origin. You were once one of us, taken from our clan under circumstances that history has conveniently forgotten.”

The words hang in the air, mingling with the shadows that dance along the chamber walls. My eyes widen in disbelief, my mind struggling to comprehend the gravity of the situation. I look down at my arm, at my scar, which now bears the weight of a forgotten past.

The leader’s behavior, once so mockingly polite, now exudes a sense of ownership, a claim rooted in the shared history of that scar.

“You and I… Abonos and Cal, as they named you, we are twins, we were together in our mother’s womb, attached by the arm,” he explains, and my mind immediately becomes a blur of shock.

Twins? It seems too insane.

“You belong to us,” he declares, his eyes piercing through the dim light, “and I’ve come to reclaim what was taken.”

The revelation reverberates through the chamber, as I grapple with the unsettling truth that my current existence is intertwined with a past I have been completely unaware of. The scar, once a source of mystery, now stands as a tie to a clan that seeks to reassert its claim on me. I feel the boundaries of my identity blurring little by little, but I know where I belong.

“If you are my brother, why didn’t you come forward?” I ask, showing him my chains. “Why did you have to chain me to tell me the truth?”

“I didn’t know how you would react,” he explains. “Those are for me as much as they are for you. I didn’t want any of the guards present while we talk. This is a private conversation, just between the two of us.”

“Unchain me then,” I demand.

He shakes his head. “I can’t do that.”

“Why not?” I ask. “If you are my brother…”

“We may share the same blood, but brotherhood is so much more than that,” he tells me. “I know you are loyal to the leader of the Ursidae clan.”

“Yes,” I say without a second thought.

“But we are your family,” he reminds me. “We want you back.”

A part of me wants this. I can feel this desire blossoming inside of me. I want to know who I am, where I came from. I want to meet my mother and my father. I want to know everything that has happened before the moment I became a part of the Ursidae clan. But that all depends on the price I have to pay for that knowledge.

“What do I have to do for that right?” I ask.

He grins. “What makes you think you have to do anything?”

“These,” I show him the chains. “You want me to prove myself to you. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have spent hours in that cell. I wouldn’t be in chains.”

He laughs loudly this time. The chamber echoes with the sound of his amusement.

“I may have underestimated you, brother,” he smiles. “You are smart.”

“Smart enough,” I reply. “Now, what is it you want?”

He locks his eyes with mine. I can’t even begin to imagine what he wants of me. If he wants me to give up El, then he’s got another think coming. I will never give her up. I will fight forher with my last dying breath. But as it turns out, it is not El he wants.

“Bring me the other leader’s head.” He says it as if it’s the most normal thing to ask of someone.

I gasp, shaking my head. “Are you fucking mad?”

“No,” he mirrors my action. “I could have had him brought over here instead of you, but where is the fun in that?”

“This is all fun to you?” I growl, rage rising inside of me again, completely drowning out any desire to be anything to this monster.

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