"They?" Ace asked, looking at this brother with a frown on his face. "Who is they? And why did 'they' tell you to do that?"
"I don't know who they were." He said, looking up at the ceiling, eyes glazed over. "I don't even know who they are but … for as long as I remembered, I heard them talking to me and I was … terrified. Before.
"But they soon became people that I listen to on a daily basis because … they helped me save you several times," Ajax said, smiling at Ace as he placed his hand on his head, patting it. "I say people but the voices sounded strange.
"They come whenever they wanted to. And they are the reason why I haven't killed anything at the moment." He said, smiling at the boy who just looked at him with horror written all over his face.
"What?"