PR15M: (A story) Catalyst
PR15M: (A story) Catalyst By Ice Life has a habit of taking unexpected twists and turns. You have a few simple choices when this happens; you can ignore them, roll with them, or fall. I tend to choose to roll with them because you never know where the path may lead. Of course, it may be pointed out that some of these twists and turns leave us with no choices at all and one of the first major twists in my life occurred far too early on for me to have any control over it. I was kidnapped at six and, needless to say, at six years of age, I was pretty damn helpless to do anything about it. The only redeeming feature in my kidnap was that my twin brother, Ink, who was also a target, the whole point, apparently, being to take us as a pair, happened to be unexpectedly absent on the day and the hapless kidnappers took my friend Tae instead. I say hapless because the kidnappers themselves were merely hirelings and they had no idea what they were looking for aside from two six-year-ol