Disruppted Essence [Chapter One Point Five; Nothing to Stand]

"I'm telling you to stop!" Lithe shouted at him again, furious. She panted and started to run after him. "Together we could-"1

"I already told you," Ice interrupted her uncaringly, "I don't do this 'together' or whatever you speak of." He stopped and put his hands in his pockets. His dark demeanor turned to Lithe aggressively.2

Lithe stared at him with widened eyes and blinked. Her pupils reduced in side and tears streamed down her cheeks. "But... I... You know that-"3

"Get over yourself," Ice narrowed his eyes with a disgusted look to her. His face was lighter, and yet, darker at the same time. A sigh escaped his mouth, and, with another restless sentence, murmured and undecipherable, turned on his heel and continued to walk away.4

"B!stard!" Lithe shouted back. Her face was a damp mess and she clenched her heart, grieving in pain and disbelief.5

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Terra's eyes shot open, unsure where or what she even was. Beads of sweat trickled down her face and she slowly stood up. Her clothes were in tattered fragments. She gripped her shoulder, still feeling the pain of the shot she had endured earlier that day. She looked over at the bloody scalpel on the bedsheets and crimson liquid stained onto her shirt.7

"Where am I again?" Terra asked herself, looking at the cold, silver cell she was being held captive in. "I... I can't remember..."8

She narrowed her eyes and went over to the steel bars, running her fingers through the rust and quickly jumped back as she saw a tall man in a black hat smile at her. 9

"W-What? Where am I? Who are you?" Terra asked quick questions and 10

clenched her fists, a bright yellow aura surrounding her hands. "You'd better tell me before I-"11

"I'd stop talking if I were you," the tall, black hat-wearing gentle man smiled, "I don't want such a pretty girl to get killed right now."12

Terra almost immidiately shut her mouth. She studied the man, raising her eyebrow and sighed, turning and backing away. "Whatever," she leaned on the wall and closed her eyes, blowing out a gust of air from her mouth from a result of a sarcastic sigh. She noticed the gentleman hadn't gone away and she got nervous.13

She wasn't sure if her was looking at her or just lost in thought; in either way, she began to panic.14

"Terra is your name, correct?" the man asked after moments of silence. Placing his gloved hand on the steel bar, he moved his hand slightly and took out a key.15

Was he going to open the door? If so, she would find a way to run - no, he was sure to stop her. She'd have to think of something.16

"Why am I here?" she decided to say something; it was the only way she'd get answers, "I want to know! Why am I here? Where am I? Did you kidnap me?"17

The gentleman with the top black hat smiled and looked at her, "Time will tell."