Note: I made a mistake in the previous post. I'd already known who T'suki was.
Some yelping came from the dorm.
"WORTHY!" Xian yelled, frantically. She turned to me.
"Uh, stay here, try to survive, defend yourself if he gets close, I gotta go, bye!" She ran to the dorm, and Lucy ran after her.
Oh well, I thought. I watched her leave. I realized Uncle was throwing a sword at me.
"Catch. I like a fair fight, so I don't want you to be defenseless." Uncle said. I caught the sword. The sword trembled in my hand.
"If you want, I can make it quick." Uncle offered. Maybe that was best. Maybe I'd be better off dead, and everyone else wouldn't have to worry about me. They can go on with their lives, and Uncle would leave them alone. I haven't been with them for even 24 hours yet. What would it matter? Then again, Xian could've left me to get murdered by my uncle, and Evelin could've not taken me in that night, and they could've not gotten Lenori. But they didn't. They took me in, treated me like I was a friend. But I wasn't. I was just luring my uncle to murder them all. Maybe I could just die, and everyone would forget about me. No. I had to stop being so negative. They didn't let me or each other die. They obviously want me alive.
"No. I don't need you to kill me fast, because I will kill you before you can land a hit on me." I said, confidently.
"Don't get too cocky, Shiro." Uncle said. I summoned Tragedy. I swung as hard as I could. He tried to sidestep, but then I spun around, reaching my arm that was holding the sword out as far as I could. The sword left a cut on his thigh. He kept swinging furiously, more effort put in every hit. He swung at me with the edge of his blade, which I blocked with the flat of my sword. He kept pushing, but I was doing well. He pulled his sword away and I staggered forward. He pummeled my head with the pommel of his sword. I fell to the ground, but I then I tripped him. I grabbed my sword and was about to do the finishing blow, but I couldn't bring the sword down.
"What's the holdup, Shiro?" Uncle asked. I felt a tear running down my cheek. He had cared for me so much, loved me so much, before he left for a job. Even if he killed my aunt, even if he was trying to kill me, I couldn't bring myself to kill him.
"So, is that how it will be?" Uncle asked. "Will you not kill me?" I was sobbing hard, so all I could do was nod. "Come here, Shiro." I sat down with him. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry that I killed your aunt, I'm sorry that I tried to kill you." He turned his head to the dorm. "T'suki, fall back!" T'suki came running back from the dorm, towards Uncle. He hissed at me. "No, T'suki. He's a friend." T'suki stopped hissing. "Shiro. I killed your aunt because I couldn't stop worrying about her. I thought that I wouldn't have to worry about her if she was dead. It only replaced my worry with grief. It was a selfish thing to do. I tried to rid of my negative emotions by taking the life of another. It was very shortsighted." Uncle said, sadly.
"Uncle, I forgive you..." I said.
"I don't deserve your forgiveness. Kill me now. It's the only justified thing to do." Uncle said.
"No, Uncle. We all make mistakes. We all regret. But we don't die for it. I forgive you." I said. Uncle hugged me. He whispered into my ear:
"I knew you would."