"You know you have to take responsibility." Tao stated in a matter of fact.

"What?" Kris looked at the teenager.

"You killed my parents, so you have to take responsibility and raise me up to become a doctor or a lawyer or something." He continued to stare at the man, Tao noticed that the man is still holding the gun making him squeeze the panda bear that he was unconciously holding for a while now.

Kris sighed when he noticed the boy's actions and loosened his grip on the revolver. "Kid,"

"Tao."

He sighed again and continued with what he was about to say, "Tao," correcting himself, "...that's never gonna happen. Haven't you watched some dramas on TV? I'm supposed to leave you here, crying over your dead parents and plotting your revenge over me."

"Do you really want me to?" Tao asked the old yet still young man that was ranting about drama and such. "I'm a black belter at martial arts, I know wushu. I can hunt you down and kill you with my own hands."

Kris shivered from the thought of his life ending. "You're a weird kid."

"You're the weird one. You just barged into our house and killed my parents in front of me. That's crazy."

"But, drama." Kris tried reasoning out.

"This isn't some T.V. drama, this is real life. So be a man and take responsibility."