A/N: This story was originally called "It's Never Going To End, Is It?" But my story line grew better and better (remember, my story line is way ahead than what's going on right now!) until I seriously had to change the name. Hope this doesn't cause any problems. If you're new though, welcome to the journey! It's a long journey, I might add. You've been warned.
I felt so strange as I shook this soul's hand. This soul who had been aiding humans. A native soul, as he called himself. It looks as though there are souls who could live in peace with the humans. Maybe there are more souls who had gone native. Maybe all of us--souls and humans--could live together without fear or hatred.
At the sound of his cough, I instantly pulled away from the native soul--the one called Burns Living Flowers. I turned toward him quickly and caught sight of his face. I was making Ian anxious. But why would he be anxious right now? Burns Living Flowers is of no danger to me. He glances over my right shoulder and turns his anxious eyes back to me. I face towards what he was looking at.
Oh. Although she was a tiny threat, the woman grasping the spear stared at me with a vicious glare. I looked down at her hand. She was grasping her spear so tight her knuckles were going white. I slowly turned back, with my eyes still on her.
When his familiar hands touched my shoulders, I instantly felt at ease. I turned to look at him; he was so filled with worry, it almost looked funny. He pulled me behind him, where I couldn't look at his face.
I was bored, so I looked at the others while Jared talked to the human called Nate. They didn't look as alarmed as Ian was. Even Melanie, who loved me so, didn't seem so upset. What could have upset Ian?
We began walking back to the hide-out. I was briefly listening to Jared and Nate talk. It seems as though they'll be staying with us for a while. No problem there. I looked at the red-haired woman who had glared at me before. She was walking next to Burns Living Flowers. I noticed their hair matched.
And then she caught me staring. She gives me such a horrifying glare I cringe into Ian. He immediately sees what frightens me and growls at the red-haired woman. She turns away quickly.
Okay, so maybe there would be a problem. But it's nothing I can't handle. After all, they would only be staying with us for a couple of weeks. My life had already taken the hardest blow possible-the thought of leaving all my loved ones behind, especially Ian. After all that, my life couldn't get any worse.
It just couldn't.