I'm supposed to update trading winners, but I guess you guys don't really like that one. And plus, my friend at school (Scarlet) asked me to update this ASAP because she's extra in love with Shane.

Scarlet's point of view…

Scarlet tripped on a rock, running after Shane. The amount of ash on the Greenhaven ground was ridiculous. No, she thought. The ash was not naturally there. The blood dripping from her lips formed unnatural ash to the dirt. The elements of nature burned around her, killing them, while killing her.

She got up slowly and coughed, blood spitting on the ground like a slithering snake. The line of blood melted into midnight black coloured destruction. Was it that bad to be in a place from the likes of Earth? Destruction, I cause nothing but destruction. Ash, I am nothing but ash. Blood, I own nothing but blood.

"Are you okay- Oh Tellun! Scarlet, right, that's your name. Your blood…"

Scarlet shook her head. "None of your business. I have to go, somewhere away from that girl over there."

Shane lifted an eyebrow. "Why?"

"Because she's the one who's trying to stop me," said Scarlet.

"Then how about we go to Stetriol?"

"Stetriol?"

"Yep."

"We?"

"Yep."

Scarlet didn't know why Shane didn't really question the fact her blood formed ashes, mixed with the dirt. Evenly horrible, neither did she.

Shane's ship was fancy, almost as fancy as any modern-day cruise. Except for one thing that separated cruise and Shane's ship; she had a companion worth ten times the ticket.

Days passed and it only felt like a couple of seconds.

"We're here."

Scarlet's breath got caught in her throat. It wasn't what she heard, it was what she saw. There was a figure, dressed, illuminated not by the sun, but by a torch that only showed him and his eyes. His eyes… Those words echoed across her mind, one terrible memory at a time, reflected in her head.

"Scarlet… Can you- AH! Did you see that?" asked a familiar voice behind her. "That was-"

"Ah, my nephew. Anything to say? I know you hated me, I know who you truly care about."

"Uncle! B-but you're dead!" The dread in Shane's voice made Scarlet feel the worst.

Gar simply ignored him. "And I have come to take my revenge. I know my death was planned, by you, and yourself only. But don't worry; I'm not here to kill you. I know there are more terrible things than plain death. That girl, from Nilo, what was her name? Ah, yes, Abeke."

Despite Scarlet's fear, Gar simply ignored her.

"Don't take one step towards Abeke!"

She thought she saw a smear of a smile in Gar's lips. "What are you going to do about it? I'm already living my afterlife."

Shane gave the same smile in return. "As you said, uncle, there are worse things that death."

"Ah, I see. You are not interested in Abeke anymore. Well, what about this fine young Zhongnese lady over here? Would you care if I hurt her?"

Scarlet quickly backed away from Gar. But Shane didn't seem to worry at all.

"And what about Ellyn?" asked Shane, calmly. "You know who she is. What will you do if I killed her?"

Gar took a step forwards to them. "I said, nephew, what would you do if I hurt her?!" he demanded. He drew out a saber, threatening to cut Scarlet if she moved a slight centimeter.

He then cut Scarlet on the arm, showing no emotion on his face. She let out a cry of pain, as Shane quickly shielded her in his arms. She had no idea why, but this felt like the best day of her life. If it was even considered part of her life…

"I'm going to make a bargain with you, nephew. If you want this girl alive, you will do as I say." Gar paused, waiting for some sort of agreement. Shane nodded and he continued. "There is a man named Michael, living up on a hill, in south-eastern Nilo. Kill him."

Scarlet expected Shane to agree right away, and run away. She had been expecting him to be some sort of coward, someone who didn't know the difference between bravery and fear. "Why? Why do you want me to kill him? What has he ever done to you?"

"Once upon a time, you killed a horse. What has he ever done, but serve you? He didn't do anything. You killed him because you needed to survive, to live, and you didn't have any food left at the moment. You killed him, so you could survive."

Shane thought for a while. "But you don't need to survive. You're already dead."

"But someone else does. She deserves to live, more than this Michael," said Gar. "Also, Shane, who said the afterlife, was as easy as that?"

Scarlet's breathing had run a hundred kilometers by now. Everything around her made her nervous, her blood, Shane's touch, but most of all, Gar's words. 'Who said the afterlife, was as easy as that?' The words felt like they were dust, getting stuck in her throat, making her cough, making her silent, and making her close her eyes.

And just fall,

Fall,

Fall.

"Scarlet!"

The voice dug through her mind, making her sit up straight on the bed. Her breathing had finally slowed; the cut on her arm had healed a bit. Shane was sitting on a chair, right next to her. There was something different about him, though. He wasn't smiling.

"Why didn't you tell me you were and alien?" he asked, purely, but coldly.

How did he find out? "I- I thought you might have judged me! It was my fault my friend and I came here. Conor, Abeke, Meilin and Rollan, you know them, right? Anyways, they came to our planet. On the day they were supposed to go back, I- I dragged on Meilin's sleeve and came here. My friend had no choice but to follow me. I'm sorry, if you think-"

"I said enough sorry's, so please, I understand. It's nothing." He smiled, so elegantly, she thought she'd fall in love.

"The Gar thing, it's all my fault. It's my fault I came here in the first place. If I didn't you could have spared the life of someone named Michael. I'm s-"

For a moment, they froze.

For a moment, she thought he'd kiss her.

For a moment, she was right.

He did.

Pure Sharlet!
I don't know. There's too much danger in here. It's supposed to be funny, but this chapter had none of that humour.

~Alicio