Yuma was finished reading the paper.  There were tears in her eyes.  Besides her family, no one had ever cared for her that much.  He knew what she'd done, but didn't care.  'He shouldn’t care,' she thought, 'I am nothing but trouble.  I will only bring him down, and yet he knows this and takes care of me.  I just wish he hadn't yelled at me.  I want to be loved more than a sister, more than a friend, but he loves Fujiko and that will never happen.  We can never be friends again, because he believes I tried to kill the woman he loves.'  Yuma began crying uncontrollably.  She lay down on the bed as the tears streaked down her face.  She howled in agony, not bothering to put her face in the pillow to muffle the sound.  She just didn't care anymore.  The sound ripped itself from her throat and her chest felt tight.
Lupin couldn't find Yuma.  He'd checked the whole house for her.  'Except for one place,' he thought, 'but she couldn't be there.  No one goes there except me.  But maybe...'  He walked up the stairs down the hall and up to the door in the first attic.  He heard muffled crying, but just barely.  He opened the door.  There was Yuma, in the fetal position, crying.  She seemed to be in so much pain.  Howls emitted from her throat as she cried.  He walked up to her, sat down beside her, and to her surprise, picked her up and held her.  She burried her face in his chest and just sobbed.  She cried for the fear she'd felt, the friendship now lost, the fact that she wasn't what he thought she was.  She just wanted out.  Out of this game, out of life.  She had no one, and now she didn't want to live anymore.  And she was still afraid.  "Please," she sobbed, "don't hurt me.  I can't stand to be in anymore pain.  Please.  It's too much."
"Shhh, it's all over now, you don't have to worry," he whispered, "God Yuma, I'm so sorry.  I never meant to hurt you or scared you.  There was absolutely no excuse for what I did and I'm sorry.  Oh God, please forgive me, I'm so sorry.  I love you and I would never mean to hurt you.  Even when I was that angry, hitting you was the last thing on my mind."
"I'm... I'm so sorry!  I didn't think that Fujiko would use the drugs!  I just use them to run from myself, I would never use them on anybody else!  Please forgive me, Lupin, I never meant any harm!"
"I know, baby, I know."
"It's just that, they're so hard to quit.  Time and time again, I try to quit but I fail every time.  It's not just some snap thing that you can quit, it takes time, and I ... I'm a failure, a drug junky.  Forgive me, Lupin, but I'll never amount to much of anything for that.  I'm not the angel you think I am.  I..." she started sobbing again, "I'm nothing but a junky looking for a fix!"
"Oh no, baby, you're so much more than that!" soothed Lupin, "You mean so much to me, my fallen angel.  My precious, precious black-winged angel.  You'll never be a nothing!  You came down from the heavens just in the nick of time!  You may think that God has forsaken you, but you are truly meant for something great!  Baby, you are so much more than you think you are.  I was lost, and couldn't find my way out, and then you came, and here you are!  Look at you, you're so beautiful.  You have a will, a passion, and it's a wonderful thing.  You help people that are in pain, you put others, people you don't even know, before yourself.  Even when I was angry with you, even when Fujiko had used the drugs without asking, when a normal person would have refused to help, you were there.  You could've just let Fujiko die right there on the floor, and yet, you came in and saved her!  Look at you!  You're amazing.  Your heart has an awesome power of love and honor and nobility.  You shine, Yuma, oh God you shine!  Like a brilliant star, the silver moon, the golden sun, you shine brightly, and your future is bright.  Like I said, I was lost.  I needed a new job to do, a new plan, something to give my life more meaning, and God sent you down from the heavens, and although other angels may forsake you, you are more special than them, and I will never turn you away or turn my back on you or give up on you, because you are so special and I love you just the way you are, so never change, Yuma.  Don't worry, we'll find you a way to get off the drugs.  I'll be there every step of the way, I promise."
Yuma just started crying again.  "What's wrong, baby?" he asked gently.
"The reason why I can't stop is because ... because ..."
"What, honey?  You can tell me anything."
"I was born in an institution!  The same one you are trying to destroy!"
Lupin was awestruck for a moment.  He felt pure horror and anger for what had happened to her.  "Tell me, Yuma, what did they do to you?"
"It's a secret I've been hiding all my life," she sobbed, "I can't tell you because then you will be disgusted with me, and you won't want me anymore!  Oh God, no!  I'm transforming!  I need that Bane, or I won't be able to stop myself!"  Lupin grabbed one of the syringes in his pocket and jabbed it into her skin, just as she was transforming.  He saw her eyes turn to red, and when he gave her the Dragon's Bane, it stopped. 
"Yuma, I won't hate you, not ever.  It's not your fault what they did to you, but I need to know.  I'm going to carry you downstairs, okay?  The rest of the gang needs to know about this."
"NO!  Please, I'm begging you!  Anything but that!" she screamed.
"Shhh, everything will be okay.  Let's just go downstairs, and we'll work everything out."  Lupin picked her up, and carried her down to the living room.  There, Fujiko and the rest of the gang were waiting.  Yuma looked terrified.  "Yuma, you have nothing to be afraid of.  Guys, sit down, Yuma has something to tell us.  I would never forsake you, Yuma.  You know better than that now.  Please, tell us what happened to you."  Fujiko looked at the girl.  Love filled her heart.  She was so scared and all alone.  Fujiko reached out and touched her.
"We'll always protect you, Yuma.  You can trust us."  Yuma looked at her.
"You mean that?" she asked.
"Yes," she said, "I do."  She smiled.
"It's okay, kid," said Jigen, "You can tell us." 
“You have nothing to fear and nothing to be ashamed of, no one will judge you here,” said Goemon.
Yuma sighed and began her tale, still a little unsure.  "About 16 years ago, there was an institution commonly known as Battle Elite, who's general goal was to create the perfect soldier.  These people did horrible experiments on live subjects, often resulting in death.  The deffective experiments were thrown out.  Finally, they came out with the perfect group of chimeras, the ultimate super soldiers.  However, this group was not without it's problems.  They'd been born with a disease known as blood wrath.  This disease, when the person was extremely angry or fearful turned their mind into that of an animal.  A blood lust came upon them and they had no memory of what they did afterward.  They would maimed and kill people terribly, not caring about what they were doing.  What's worse, in order to get to their target, everyone and everything else was just an obstical to them.  These chimera were also made up of different species of animals, and morphed into monsters.  I was one of this group.  I am #155, the girl that you are searching for.  Oh no!” she howled in pain.  The Bane hadn't been enough.  Yuma was now metamorphosing.  She began sobbing with unspeakable pain.  The metamorphosis had begun.  She was hunched over in pain, moaning horribly.  "Get out!  Now!" she screamed, "Before it's too late!"
"No," said Lupin, "I'm not going to abandon you."  She started to growl like a wolf.  Suddenly, blood covered wings ripped from her back, like those of dragon's wings.  They were like red leather.  Teeth became great diamond sharp fangs long like a snake's.  Her finger nails became large ivory claws.  Her hair grew down to her thighs and a gem that changed color every minute emerged from her forehead skin.  Still when the morph was over, she was beautiful, full of grace.  She stood, and her wings were like a dragon's.  Her short slender figure was still covered in beautiful whit skin.  Her eyes were now a magnificent ruby red.  She was covered in a light down of silver wolf's fur, just barely visible, like the down of hair on a human.  The gem that graced her head was a diamond bright, shining beautifully.  She had a dragon's tale, with blood red scales, and she had ruby clusters of scales on her thighs and arms, one cluster per limb.  Her eyes were filled with tears. 
"Please," she sobbed, "don't look at me.  I'm a monster."  Lupin wrapped his arms around her, protecting her from the outside world.
"You are one of the most beautiful things I've ever seen in my entire life."
"I'll hurt you!  The blood wrath will..."
"Yuma, I'm not going hurt you, and you're not going to hurt me.  It's going to be okay.  I know that bloodwrath or not, nothing bad's gonna happen to either one of us, or anyone in this room.  You've nothing to be scared or ashamed of.  This isn't your fault.  Now sit so we can talk more about this."
"I can't!" she sobbed, "I'm too scared!"
"Yes you can, Yuma," he coaxed, "just come over here."  Slowly, she moved across the room.  He sat her down in his lap.  "It's okay, now.  Just tell us what you've experianced."  She nuzzled her head in his chest.
"I was born in an institution, with four other kids: Andra, Ben, Golleth, and Camron.  I was created to destroy one man: Arsene Lupin III, but I could never bring myself to do it.  I just couldn't kill someone that I didn't even know and had never done harm to me.  I was created of four of the greatest thieves in the world: Cython, Masitna, Sayona, and Aison.  I remember because I was born with an advanced memory.  I remember my birth, the bright light.
"We were subject to all kinds of torture: electrocution, injections of strange chemicals that made us feel like we were burning, various extreme heats and pressure, you name it, we got it, even though we always healed from it.  By the time we were three, we were placed under lock and key with the other competition, which could always be heard being dragged off screaming in the dead of night.  Sometimes, late at night, I can still hear their cries, wishing I could do something about it.
"When we were six, one man and a gang of the world's greatest thieves helped us escape.  For the next six years I would live with my parents, then on the streets.  I only wish I could see your father again.  He was like a father to me.  He never cared that I was a chimera.  But now, now that I've told you, you'll throw me out just like the defectives were thrown out."
"How can you say that?" he said, "Of course I give a damn, otherwise you wouldn't be here!" 
"Please don't hurt me!" she cried.  He held her closer.
"Like I said earlier, I would never hurt you.  I swear."
"They used to beat me," she cried, "I could never go through that again."  He looked at Yuma's back.  Sure enough, there were whip scars streaking all the way across it, all the way down, and burn scars were there, too.  Normally, her she had an outer layer of skin that concealed them, but today was not her luckiest of days.  She'd been whipped and burned for her penance!
"Oh Jesus!" murmured Lupin, "Yuma, baby, what have they done to you!  Oh Yuma, I so sorry, God I'm so sorry!"  Yuma just hid herself in his arms.  She didn't want to see anyone right at the moment.  Lupin would personally see to it that nobody would hurt his Yuma this badly ever again.