*It was mid day and Kiley sat at the kitchen table with papers all over the place and a quill in her mouth, between her teeth. There was an ink smudge on her cheek, but it didn't matter; she was alone in the room. Kiley traced a finger through a hall on one of the blue prints before marking the route and making a note to herself in the margin. She looked up as she heard someone approaching*

Kris entered and smiled then sat down, he had lost some of his confidence, his warmness, since he had discovered his brothers dead. He had also stopped flirting with Kiley and they simply kissed whenever now - as if they were forgetting their pains together when doing so. He walked up to her and pecked her on the forehead. He did have feelings towards her but could not be bothered to express them in an orthodox way. The time was for action in love and politics.

He embraced her.

*Kiley let her quill drop down to the table as Kris came over to her. She cuddled up to him as the embrassed. But she didn't like how he had chnged without any apparent explanation. So after a moment she pulled back from him.* "Kris?" *She had been staring at her hands but now brought her eyes up to look into his* "What happened? Why can't you talk about it?"

He turned away and walked to the wall. He pressed his face against it and shed tears, smothering the wet into the paper. He composed himself but didnt speak. He forced himself to smile. "Nothing is wrong Kiley, there is nothing, nothings wrong. Nothing at all."

*Kiley stood and went to him. She set her hand on his shoulder from behing him* "You can tell me...." *She let her hands slide down from his shoulder and wrap around his chest, her chin resting on his shoulder now so she was whispering in his ear* "Please Kris...I can try to help you...."

He shook. He shook violently, sweating what seemed like blood. But he did not cry, big boys don't cry. Thats what his brother used to say. His brother... his brother. "The only way you can help me is by killing HIM!" He signed and tried to compose himself.

*Kiley was frightened by his sudden outburst, but she clung to him anyway. She began to steer him away from the wall and in the direction of the couch.8 "Who? Kris, what happened?"

"Three of my brother's are dead, Kiley,"

The scene replayed in his mind. It was like his body had become a twisted DVD player on constant repeat. Repeat. Repeat. He felt sick well at the bottom of his stomach, he shook again, his eyes glazed now. "The Family killed them." The Family had become a single entity in which Kris could direct all of his hate and loathing. He did not care about the individual which spoke the curse but only the Family which did it. The Family had to end. It had to end now.

"Oh........" *Kiley's hand left his shoulder and ran down his arm* "Oh Kris, I'm so sorry......" *She muttered, her hand clasping lightly over his* "I don't know what to say.....I'm so sorry love."

He smiled just like the care-free monkey he used to be, then he laughed before going cold again, eyes stone. "Shall we dance..." he sang, "Shall we dance..." He could remember his brother singing that every morning, such laughter. Such good times. Ruined. Gone. Forever.

"So. What is your plan?" He said directly. He expected her to at least have some idea of what she was doing. He wanted revenge.

*Kiley pulled her hands off of him and sat back away. She rested her hands in her lap and looked at the floor as she spoke, suprised that all he cared about was the attack. She found it midly disturbing.* "In a few days, Sentinus is going to try to take over Paris. And if he gets Paris, he'll have France. And once he controls France and England. He'll get all of Europe. So we attack then." *She looked up at him to see his reaction.*

"Good. I want to kill them. I want to kill them all," he said, smiling like he was asking for ice cream. "And I want to hear them screaming." He walked to the door. "Is that a bad thing?" He took out his wand and tried to whisper the words "Avada Kedavra" but he was unable to do it. "Im not brilliant with magic but I know I can kill them..."

*Kiley was silent for a moment* "Kris.......I don't tihnk this is the best way to deal with it........" *She fell silent and looked around. for a moment* "When my parents died......I tried to......I dunno......I was angry but not like you......maybe you should talk to someone about it......."