The night wind blew gently, as if it knew about every last bit of my sufferings, as it it tried in its clumsy yet cute manner to gently soothe all those seething emotions I felt towards that person. That person who stayed by my side the longest, understood me the most and went through countless life and death situations together with me. the only person I could think of in times of need and maybe the only person I revealed my whole self to. I gave him everything I could, he deserved that. he was the only family I had, yup he WAS my family. I thought I knew him better than anyone else, yet I cannot fathom the reason behind what he did and why he did it. HE BETRAYED ME! he was the only one who could, after all. As I sat there silently looking up to the sky, mourning for the relation that had died this unnatural death, these were the thoughts haunting me. relationships too, are like people, they breath, they grow, they bloom, they celebrate, and just like that, they die too.

1 year later...

'' Sara, are u coming or not?!! everyone here is waiting for u.'' said Rachel, though, with the loud booming voices behind, it was barely audible. '' Sorry honey, I can't come today. have an important meeting with someone. Love u ~ muah ~. Take care of everything for me just this once, would u? it really is important today.'' '' Jesus, what am I supposed to do with u? just wait, u r dead when I come back.'' she said, curtly, really giving me the goosebumps. Reachel, my best friend, the person who became my pillar when I was at my worst, the person who supported me unconditionally, and my life new goal, the person I have to protect at all costs. All my personal matters came after her. unlike me, she was an outgoing person who was bright and cheerful, with nothing to hide. I really was grateful to her. she gave me a place to live, helped me with whatever she could, often asked me out to make friends with others, took care of every little thing for me. the me who had lost all faith in the humane nature us trivial humans carry, the me who was so harsh to her that if it had been someone else, they would have thrown me into the police station, she endured that type of me, and even after all that, still smiled at me brightly. I couldn't recognize the meaning behind it, but it was so sweet and alluring that I got trapped once again, into the honey trap the human nature set for me. I couldn't refuse this sweet honey even if I died in its hand's...

Just as I was thinking what to do next, a call came in. ''All preparations are done, boss. We can commence the plan now.'' said the person on the other side of the call. ''Good", I replied without much emotion.

this was only the beginning, the beginning I had set for myself, for the answers I sought and for the people whole believed in me.

I went to the location the person on the phone had sent me. She was Rei, one of the few people who stayed behind for me after that tragedy and believed that I would be alive. Their faith towards me truly was admirable. I felt like I had been stuck at the wrong thoughts all along. I had so many people who cared for me, yet all I felt that time was hatred for those who betrayed me and took reckless actions which resulted in the following horrifying situation. I could have done better, for these people. Well... thinking these things couldn't get me anywhere. I had to move straight to business. Furthermore, there was no guarantee that that guy would not have put a spy amongst these people, so I maintained the distance I had to with them. ''Rei, lets start.'' I said. Following the command, the woman with sweet pink lips and deep black eyes, who was wearing a black suit today, which matched the mature atmosphere she had around her, started. '' As we all know, last year, one of the 3 executives of the group betrayed us and joined forces with our enemies which are mainly involved in illegal narcotics business. When our people were about to launch an attack, they were ambushed and many lost their lives. '' she paused as she remembered the terrifying sea of blood and bodies all over, so vivid, that she went back to that time.

She was only twenty-five this year, very young indeed. I myself was only twenty-three. But it had nothing to do with ages. That was just how we lived. The streets are a cruel place, after all, and we all knew that by the young age of five, when we all struggled to survive all the same. Hiding away from the horrifying adults around, we would sneak into bars or restraunts to fill our starving bellies. That was just the kind of childhood we lived. The darkness of this world had been deeply embedded in us since that young age. Rei, a person I was confident in, was someone who had known me since those days of struggling, much less to say, we were in it together for a long while, even till now. The struggle to survive was not something you could win with will power alone. You had to have the tactics, the strategies and the physical abilities to accomplish them for you to survive.

That is to say, it was by no means luck that all the people present here were alive. They had all fought for their lives, preserving every little part of their innocence that they could despite the harsh circumstances, only for a greater inner peace of mind for their future selves. We were by no means, reckless. Everything we did was for a reason, mostly for surviving. After all, as the saying goes, "Once the water runs too deep, quitting is not an option." things done unknowingly in childhood innocence purely for survival were not something that were needed now, but it was etched so deeper into our bones that we could not help it.

In this cruel world, we had no one. Then we met each other. Sharing life and death, we became what you would call a family. We, who came from nothing and would end up with nothing, despite this cruelty the world showed, still held a ray of hope, perhaps by the childhood innocence we protected with our lives many times, hoping for a little warmth, a little affection. And that is what we found in each other. A warm hug, a shoulder to lean on, a brother, a sister to share responsibility with. And thus, I proudly say, we are a family, one that would go to any lengths for each other. We, the Wanderers, the lost souls, found a refuge in each other.

Thus, we were and we are "The Wanderers".

( even before all the betrayal matters and even now the remanents stick to the group name "the Wanderers" which the fl designated when she first formed the group. )