Red. There's red all around her, whizzing past her in crimson streaks of light. She's cursing, slices at anything with movement with her scythe. She spews with anger, she's screaming, spilling over the brim of her emotion.

"Sice-" I say, and she only glares at me. Fear settles within me, and I can only grab her arms, look her in the eyes, hopes that she sees me. She hisses, pushes me against a tree. "Sice!" Her teeth, white, bare at me. She's so angry, she can't see past it. It blinds her. I know this.

For a split second, I think I some sort of remorse. She's fighting, her fingers dig into my skin like tiny needles. She's frozen, stares at me. "Seven-" She says, inhales deeply. The crimson fades, I feel her grip loosen. I run my hands over her, stroke her face, her hair. She cringes away from it, like she's not worthy.

"Sice." I say, watch her turn away from me. I grab her chin, turn her face to me, and I kiss her. She stands still, stares at me in awe. It was a simple, brief kiss. "It's okay." She hugs me, crashes into me with such a grace, I stumble. I stroke her hair. "You didn't hurt me. It's okay. You're okay." She's shaking, muffles her cries in my chest. "Shh..."

"I'm so-" She shudders, shoulders shake with the breath she takes, "sorry." I shush her, slump to the floor with her, feel the grass on my knees. "I don't- know why I got so... angry..." She attempts to calm herself down, pulls away from me, cheeks wet with salt. She's blubbering.

"It's okay." I smile, wipe some of the tears away with my thumb. She looks at my lap, sets her hands on my knees, "Everything's going to be alright."

"But it won't-" She says, shakes her head, "I get so fucking angry. I could kill anything- anyone." She looks at me, "I could hurt you." I shake my head at her, caress her cheek. She likes it, curls into it, strokes my hand. "I just... I love you so much."

I freeze, my head tilts. "You love me?" I laugh, and her cheeks turn as red as her malice.

"Pshh. No." She jerks away from my hand, and I can't help but laugh again. "I just like you, strongly."

I wipe one of my own tears away. "Okay."