Asher saw the bullets clearly. He moved just in time. He was always proud of something. Something his father hated and made him hide from the world. His inhuman ability. There was a reason why he loved every wild animal. Somehow, he inherited some of their qualities.

The twin's growling felt familiar because he growls like that. He could run faster. Climb higher. Break iron rods. Could see clearly at night. But they were never appreciated by his father. His mother supported him, but he never wanted to hurt his father, so he hid them. Sometimes from his own self.

He could never control his anger and ended up in jail numerous times. His father always had to clean up his mess. His mother understood him and stood by him. His big brother never had these issues.

He could see the bullets clearly. And he always could. That’s why he tried to fight the monster before. But the woman crossed him and took that shot for him. She got hurt for him. It made him travel deeper into a murderous rage. He smiled sweetly at the monster. Before the monster blinked, he stood in front of him. He saw dead fear and enjoyed every bit of it. The monster stumbled and fell on his ass.

He pulled a shot again with his trembling fingers. Asher moved comfortably. He pointed his piston inside the mouth of the monster and enjoyed his mumble.

“What? I can't hear you?” He pressed the trigger. The bullet came out of the back side of his head.

“Anyone else?” Asher demanded.

The attackers were petrified. Most of them dropped their weapon on the ground and kneeled. He studied the attackers, including the one lying near the cactuses, who was helping himself to sit.

The twins picked up every attacker’s gun and threw it near the innocent people. He could see that guns were hurting their hands when touching them. But the twins handle the pain as if it is not real. When they cleared the weapons, they tied the attackers with rope. They went for the cactus.

“Please, don’t touch me. It hurts. Please. I regret doing this. Sorry. Please.” The cactus cried hard.

A child from a lady's arm whimpered from the cactus’ pain. Kids were kind even to the ones who hurt them. The Twins noticed it, too. They let him go.

The twins turned their direction towards him.

“Ethan,” The honey twin muttered.

Asher looked at the twin. It puzzled him. The child whom he saved was also running around calling, 'Ethan.'

“Ethan, is that you?” The honey twin's voice held hope.

Asher saw the twin asking him. He thought that Ethan was the twin or the one who was dead. They have been calling him.

“My name is Asher. Oh. Do you want me to contact someone who can help you? Did that person Ethan mentioned that he would come and save you?” Asher smiled at them.

The twin blinked. Another twin came and placed a hand on his twin.

Asher felt their pain, but he noticed something else. Most of their wounds were closed. He looked at others. Their wounds were not closed like that, but it's not as bad as before.

The child whom he saved ran towards him in better form. He jumped on top of him. Asher caught him with ease. But Asher’s mind is running.

“Ethan. Where… go?” The kid asked him in his sweet baby voice.

“Tony, stop it. He is not Ethan.” The twin helped the child to get down and carried away.

Asher was distracted. He didn’t see anything. The scream of a child brought him to reality. He saw the bastards who had been thrown on cactuses was holding a woman. He held a gun to her head.

“If you want to see this bitch alive…” The monster started to threaten.

“I don’t give a shit.” Asher looked directly into the eyes of the monster.

“Huh?”

“I don’t care if you kill her. She is nothing to me. But if I kill you and arrest your friends, other innocents can escape from you. So please go ahead and kill her so that I can finish you.” Asher smiled sweetly.

“Shit.” The monster realized the danger. He looked at him in a different view. Slowly, his eyes brightened.

“You are not him. Huh?”

“What?” Asher muttered, uninterested.

He wanted to distract him so that he could save her, too. But he wasn’t lying when he said that he let her die to save the kids. So he played along.

“You are not Ethan. Ethan will save every single one. Everyone mattered for that dog. Never make a hasty decision. You, on the other hand, never bothered about anything. Not thinking before acting.” The monster was not talking to him.

He was more like talking to himself.

“Oh, Yes. I am not. So.” Asher moved towards the monster.

“Who are you?” The monster looked awed.

“Simple. Your death.”

“Oh. I won’t die that easily. If I am dying, then I am taking her.” The monster looked at his friends and talked with them through his eyes.

“I, too, have a few problems understanding. Who is your leader? When you kill the king, the war is over. I thought that was your leader.” Asher pointed to the one he killed first.

“Then I thought it’s them.” He pointed to the others whom he killed.

“I am seriously confused. I can't go on killing everyone. Sometimes, the leader makes the followers do nonsense. I like to let them do their own sins before killing them. So, please do tell me who the leader is.” Asher combed his hair with his finger.

He was getting annoyed. The day was getting longer. He felt something was going to happen.

“None of us. Our team leader went with their sister.” He nodded towards the twins.

The twins growled, and their faces turned red in anger.

“We were supposed to clean the place. But you came and made more mess. Ah. One thing I learned from my experience with these animals.” He nodded towards the people.

“Even after you kill the king, sometimes the war will never get over. Like this war with these animals.” He pushed the woman away and shot her.

Asher moved in front of her, and the bullet went straight for her. He didn’t get time to move her. So he tried to cover her. The bullet hit him. It got powdered and sprinkled all over him.