Chase may have had something to say to that, but it wouldn't have mattered either way since Isana held up her hand for silence a moment later. With a shrug, Chase rolled over onto his side and tried to be quiet. Without realizing it, he fell asleep then, not even tucked into his blankets yet.<br/><br/>Chase actually dreamt almost every night, but he usually didn't remember his dreams when he woke up. For whatever reason, he was having a dream about his past tonight; something he would always remember, even when waking. This was the night he'd both fixed and ruined everything. His most treasured, and most hated memory.<br/><br/>Chase watched the memory as if he were a ghost, floating in the air above the scene without any say in what happened beneath him. Standing in the middle of the room was a younger version of himself. His parents would be home any minute and he was waiting for them. There were footsteps, and a creak as the door opened. Two tall handsome people walked in, chatting quietly. The little Chase waited for them to notice him.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"Honey, what are you doing up?"</span>his mother asked.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"You should be in bed by now,"</span>his father added.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"I want you to play a game with me,"</span>little Chase answered.<span style="font-style: italic">"You never play with us. If you win, I'll go to bed. If you lose, you're not allowed to be mean to us anymore. It's a short game."</span><br/><br/>Mr. and Mrs. Hisuka shared a look, then conceded.<span style="font-style: italic">"Fine, we'll play,"</span>his father answered.<span style="font-style: italic">"What are the rules?"</span><br/><br/>Little Chase grinned happily.<span style="font-style: italic">"No rules. Just win."</span>With those rules, he launched tooth and nail at his own parents. He held nothing back, not even his Esper powers. They were dead in moments, and he was soaked in their blood.<br/><br/>There was the sound of light footsteps as someone came down from upstairs. A little girl with the same blonde hair and blue eyes as little Chase, and over all, almost the exact same appearance besides longer hair and a lighter, more feminine voice. She looked at the scene with wide eyes, then to her blood-stained brother.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"Big brother,"</span>she said, sounding rather lost and confused.<span style="font-style: italic">"What happened?"</span><br/><br/>Little Chase turned happily to greet his twin sister.<span style="font-style: italic">"Amy! Isn't it great? I finally got them to play a game! And since they lost, they're not allowed to be mean to us anymore. Isn't it great?"</span><br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"Big brother?"</span>Amy said again.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"Yes? What is it?"</span>Chase asked eagerly.<br/><br/>Amy looked up to her twin, a soft smile on her face and her eyes wet with tears.<span style="font-style: italic">"Kill me.. Please."</span><br/><br/>The smile vanished from little Chase's face. He wanted to ask what on earth she meant by that, but Amy was an Esper too. She was a mind-controller, and by the time he'd come out of his forced blood lust she was dead at his feet. He could only stand there and stare.<span style="font-style: italic">Why Amy? I did it for both of us...</span><br/><br/>Chase would wake from his dream in the middle of the night, doused in a cold sweat and trembling.