"You're just a child, you shouldn't be living your life like this..." The Angel said as Alani put her bra in her suitcase, she then stepped into a Bathroom. "I'm not a child, I've grown up quicker than everyone else, I know what I have to do to win and I know who I have to kill. I'm the only chance they have at winning, I'm not losing my Brother's, they are the only family I have left. My Father and Uncle aren't related to me, I refuse to be associated with murderers." Alani muttered as she held onto the edge of the white sink. "What differs you from them? You have killed over a Hundred people, you first killed when you were Seven. Do you think that you are different because you kill bad people? You're still a Murderer." The Devil scoffed. "Atleast I don't try and kill my child to test if she's worthy of being an Heir... I'm nothing like them." Alani firmed, she looked into her reflection, she saw that her reflections eyes were black and she had blood all over her face. "You are worse than them, you enjoy killing people, you're a Monster." The Devil spoke in the reflection. Alani saw the Devil reach her reflections hands out of the mirror, he was trying to grab her, she panicked and she punched the mirror, shattering it. Alani's right hand was dripping red and the mirror had her bloody fist print cracked into it. "What's going on in here?" someone spoke as they opened the door, Fred walked in and he saw Alani holding her bloody right hand. "What the fuck did you do!" he rushed towards her and held her hand, he ripped off the end of his shirt and tied it around her hand.