Chapter One

I Don't Know

(AN: please note that Percie is pronounced like "Percy")

Percie brushed her drenched hair from her eyes as she knelt in her well concealed hiding place.

For the past three days she had watched the strange man in the Subway while he practiced with a silver spear. Something about him mesmerized her; he was different from the shallow people who ran the streets above the dark dank tunnels that she had come to call home since she had cut herself off from society.

The figure was pale reminding her of ice, almost pure white, were it not for the long cream and pink scars that marked his chest, back, and arms like a strange design, while his forehead and nose were marked with what looked like intentional scars.

"Enjoying the show?"

The voice shocked her to the core, for the past few days it seemed that he couldn't talk except for the few grunts from exerting himself during his practice sessions.

The girl crunched down ever lower to the ground, trying to make herself invisible, but only managing to knock one of the loose rocks on the ground causing the cavern to echo with the sound.

The man chuckled with amusement and pointed his spear at her hiding place.

"Come out slowly" he ordered, his face was stern missed with amusement, like and adult who had could a child stealing a sweet. Percie wriggled herself from her spot among the pipes and held up her hands to show she was unarmed.

"Who are you?" he questioned, as he rested the edge of his spear into the crook of her neck.

"No one of consequence," She replied cheekily, testing her boundaries.

He smirked, "Cute," He applied pressure to the blade that threatened to bite into her neck.

"But hardly wise," she felt droplets of blood begin to well up on her neck as the sting of the blade pierced her skin assaulted her nerves.

"Percie!" she blurted out quickly and sighed as he relived the pressure a bit, he smirked wide at the fear on her face.

"What was that?"

"Percie" she attempted to gather as much of her dignity as she could, "M-my name is Percie."

"That an odd name for a girl, isn't it?"

She shrugged in a 'what can ya do' sort of way.

"Well Percie," he kept his spear rested on her jugular, "Exactly how long have you been spying on me?"

The young woman wiped the blood away from her neck nonchalantly, determined to salvage her self-respect.

"Well that depends, how long have you know I was there?"

The strange man sighed as if bargaining a particularly difficult deal, "about two days."

She smirked, earning herself a growl of warning from the man who currently held her life in his hands.

"I've watched you for three days." He continued to drill her with questions.

Did anyone else know he was there?

Not that she knew of.

How old was she?

What does that have to do with anything?

Was she human?

The question had caught her off guard, "W-what?" she said in shock, for some reason the question unnerved her.

What did this man care if she was human? Her whole body felt numb, like in a dream or like she was underwater, able to hear everything but not able to full process it

"I said, Are you Human?"

Ignoring the danger in the man's voice, she reached up and gently pushed the blade away from her neck.

"I…" she blinked blankly "I don't know."

She breathed quietly and he cocked his head slightly to the side in confusion.

"What did you say?"

Percie didn't answer him and instead turned suddenly and ran through the many hidden tunnels in the underground labyrinth.

"Wait Stop!"

She wasn't sure where she was going, something just told her she needed to be anywhere but there, like an instinct, long locked away for safe keeping.

Adrenaline served as her navigation as she turned sharp corners, tripping once in a while over rubble.

She really had no good reason to be running like she was, other than warn her with his spear, which in that situation she would have done the same, the man had not really threatened her. But something just told her the situation was life or death.

The sound of late night traffic greeted her with promise of a close exit and she sprinted forward. Her heart pounded in her hearts and her breath was becoming labored.

Just as she felt the cold rainy wind touch her skin, something jerked her back and clamped a hand over her mouth.

"Calm down Just Calm down."

It was the man of course. She jerked and fought violently, attempting to bite at his fingers and clawing at his arms, hands, and up at his face trying to get away from his unyielding grasp.

She stilled suddenly as a hot energy spread through her entire being. A hot bolt of lightning that started in her head and spread throughout her entire being.

"Just calm down, I do not wish to harm you." He soothed. The energy still buzzed in her brain, threatening to burst if not released.

She focused the energy on a large concrete slab that was left over from an abandoned construction project and braced herself as chunks of hard concrete scraped against her skin.

The man fell to the ground to avoid being hit by the flying rubble. After the dust settled he gazed up at her as she swayed on her feet, drained both physically and emotionally.

"What are you?" he whispered, she fell to her knees on the verge of total blackout.

"I Don't Know."