It's finally time. . . It's time for me to come back… I have been waiting...
The girl with the raven hair opened her electric blue eyes slowly. She felt incomplete… But she was still alive. But how…? She remembers a crash, a painful crunching noise and the whiteness…. Pure whiteness, blank space in front of her. She slowly sat up, testing her body for any damage… But there were none. Not even a scratch.
" Wh-what? " Her blue eyes narrowed in confusion. " But...but how? How am I still alive?"
Where was she? Where could she be? Her surroundings were trees… endless trees, leaves and grass. Green and brown everywhere. A meadow? No, a forest.
" I'm alive… And in a meadow of some sort." She muttered as she stood up shakily, leaning heavily on a tree for support.
Then, she collapsed, this time, blackness clouded her vision as her mind slipped into a trance.
Cruelty's P.O.V.
I opened my eyes again, this time, a familiar smell drifted around the air. Lavender? No… Vanilla… Wait… VANILLA?
My eyes were wide. Vanilla was the scent we had in our living room. So… does that mean… It was a dream? And only a dream? But then I noticed that my legs were moving without my permission… It was metal.. my legs were in metal. The space around me was black. I looked up, a ray of light shined through revealing a symbol… It was marked in red. I pushed myself up, trying to get my legs free, but fell against the metal, creating a clanging sound.
" Hey Al…" A voice said, the voice echoed against the walls of this metal suit.
" Yes, Big Brother? " Another voice echoed… but this time, it sounded like it was coming from the inside of this suit.
" Did you pick up another stray cat? " The first voice asked, suspiciously.
" N-no… Why w-would you ask that, Big Brother?" I lifted my legs out of the suit and pushed the top of the suit off, reaching my arms out, I hauled myself out of the metal.
" Who is that? Why is she in your armor?" I looked around, momentarily blinded by the sudden daylight.
My eyes landed on a boy… He's really short and has blonde hair, tied in a braid and golden eyes. He had a finger pointed at me, his eyes wide and mouth agape.
I swung myself forward and jumped down onto the dirt ground. Standing up, I crossed my arms and glared at the boy with the braid.
The armor moved to pick it's head up. He was empty inside, but I've seen a lot of weird things in my life, so I didn't comment.
" Shut up, Shorty." I hissed. To be honest, I wanted to find out what he was capable of, so later, if he fights me, I have some counter attacks.
I guess my strategy worked. His eyes narrowed and his voice was menacing.
"I'm not as- small- as- a- flea- that- won't- even- have- to- worry- about- getting- hit- with- a- fly-catcher- because- he's- so- small- he- could- fit- through- the- holes!" He raged.
I laughed. " I didn't say any of that. " I taunted him.
He clapped his hands together, I thought that looked kind of weird, because he looked like he was praying. Then, he placed both hands on the ground and suddenly spike came crashing towards me.
" Big Brother, No! " The armor suit called out and stepped in front of me.
I stared at the boy with the blonde hair with awe and uttered a single word.
" Alchemy... "