Chapter 2 : The Funeral

Amaya's POV
It's been about a week since my graduation, or really the disaster that was supposed to be my graduation. Since then my siblings, Ana and I have been living with our uncle, well, we're supposed to be living with him, but he just shuts himself in his room and works. At least he says he's working, but everytime I walk past his room I can hear him crying over his brother and sister-in-law's deaths. I wish I could cry as well, but I just can't. Neither can my siblings, we're still in shock I think. The funeral's today, and after that we have only two weeks before school starts again.

"Uncle Eric, it's time to go, it's their funeral." I said knocking on his door.

"Right, one moment!" He shouted through the door. "Okay, ready." He said a couple moments later, his eyes were red from crying, but I ignored it. He was wearing a black suit, so was Ashton. My sisters, Ana and I were all wearing black dresses.

"The others are already in the car..." I said quietly.

"Well we'd better hurry up then." He said, acting calm.

"Y... yeah..." I muttered, opening the door and walking over to the car. Eric sat down in the drivers seat and I sat in the passenger seat, the others were all in the back. Before long we arrived at the venue where the funeral was being held.

"We're here." Eric muttered. I picked up Ashton from his seat, Ana picked Aria up and Addison picked up Abigail while Angel grabbed Aubrey's hand. All 8 of us followed Eric into the building. Most of the funeral was a blur, there was many people we knew, many people our parents knew, many people from the company, and just people who were fans of the Miki family, there were a lot of people but the one thing that was the same for all of them was the tears streaming down their faces. That was also the biggest difference between them and Ana, Addison, Angel, Aubrey, Abigail, Aria, Ashton and I. Even uncle Eric, who had refused to cry in front of us, was crying. My siblings and I just stood together, silent. Many people said they were sorry for our losses, but they got little reactions from us. Everyone but the people who witenessed their deaths and our uncle thought they died in a accident after the graduation, I don't know why, but the police wanted to keep the actual way they died a secret. After the funeral we drove back home and Ana and I made dinner, Eric locked himself in his room and my siblings just sat on the couch watching us cook.

We thought that our parents deaths would be the last, but during dinner that night a scream and a gunshot echoed through the house, due to the fact we were all together, we knew the scream had to have come from uncle Eric, sure enough, when we got up to his room, a hodded figure stood over our dead uncle. Ana and I gave Ashton and Aria to Angel and Addison and told them to go back downstairs, we saw the two of them running down the stairs Aria and Ashton in thei arms, and Aubrey and Abigail's hands in thiers as we closed the door. The hooded figure noticed us and turned on us, pointing his gun at us.

"Whoa, calm down, we just want to talk first." Ana said.

"You're the eldest two, am I correct?" He answered.

"Yes, the ones that had our graduation ruined, I'm assuming you're that man's accomplice?" I said.

"Yeah."

"Well, then, let me ask you one thing, what is your reason for wanting to kill our family?"

"That doesn't matter!" He shouted, pulling the trigger on his gun.

"Ana and I were ranked 1st and 9th in our school, a simple gun won't be enough to kill us." I teased while the two of us jumped out of the way of the bullet.

"You two live up to the gossip..."

"You haven't seen anything yet." Ana said. As he fired another bullet, she pulled out her sword and deflected the bullet.

"Whoa..." He muttered. I reached my hand up to my neck and pressed the hiden button on my choker that calls the police.

"The police are going to be here in a minute, you have two options, stay and be arrested, or try to run and either get killed or arrested." I threatened. For just a moment, he stood still, scared about getting arrested, giving Ana and I a chance to pin him down. Sure enough, just as I had said, a couple minutes later the police arrived and took the criminal away.

Once again, we were without a parent figure. However, this time, there wasn't anyone else we could turn to. The police man just left, and the 8 of us were left alone in the house we had grown up in, but without any parents, it didn't feel like home anymore... That was when we finally started crying, while we were sitting together on the couch of a home that didn't feel like home anymore. At that moment we decided we'd take care of ourselves, we'd find a home that felt like home even without anyone else.