His breathing was steady and he layed on the small bed. I had stumbled upon this kind family who had ran far away from their city, hide. Everytime I tried to ask them why they start to tremble and fear is evident. The mother, Claire had patched up Austin's wound properly for me. I waited quietly for Austin to wake up. He looked so peaceful and relaxed. Like a new born baby. Austin was a heavy sleeper even though he was alert most of the time.
"You are to leave in a week. You don't want un- wanted attention. The nightstand gaurds leave the city Hide on Friday. " Claire whispered.
I nodded and she closed the door silently. Austin shifted in the bed. His eye brow furrowed like he was angry. I watched as a pair of hazel eyes looked tiredly at me. He yawned and streched . Austin sat quickly which caused him to hit his head on the ceiling. The house was fairly small because it belonged to people who were about three feet tall. But the ceiling reached about six feet. So this was fairly tall for them. But not tall for Austin because he was six foot and three inches. Austin cursed loudly and hunched over so he wouldn't it the ceiling again. He rubbed his head and glared at me.
"Why are you glaring at me"? I asked rudely.
He just chuckled and waved his hand dismissively. He looked around the room again as if he were searching for something. Then his eyes landed on me once again.
"Where the heck are we"? He screamed.
The blue flame rose again but it was just a baby. When I see that flame I automatically feel scared but I don't show it. My mother had always said," Don't fear anything but fear itself". But I did have the right to be scared. Because he was scared. Scared of what he might do. But it was hard to see, just a tiny sparkle in his eyes.
"We're at one of the ressistent's house". I said calmly.
I didn't want to wake Claire and her family up. She had been so kind to Austin and I. Even if he didn't know it she was the best help that we had our whole journey. We had been tricked by many people and taken places off the map. All because I was gullubal and believed that everybody needed a second chance. Stranger or not. He groaned as he felt a sharp pain in his shoulder. I handed him the soup that Claire had instructed me to bring him when he woke up. He looked at it like I had poisoned it but then grabbed the bowl. He took a sip and made a face.
"This soup is worst then that creek water we drank to stay hydrated". He gagged.
I laughed a bit and he smiled at me. For the first time in forever. But then he tensed.
"We need to leave". He said coldly.
He grabbed some of the food in the cabinet and used the pillow case as a sack. He stuffed the cannned food in the "sack" and looked around for anything that looked useful.
"What are you doing"? I asked angrily.
He just glared at me and continued stuffing objects in the pillow case. He grabbed some close and stuck it in the pocket of his jacket. He grabbed my hand and walked to the door, still hunched over. I was too dumb strucked to say anything anymore. When Austin was determined to do something he was going to stop at nothing to do that. It's a trait that is fortunate but very hard to control when the littlest things anger you.
"Leaving so soon". Claire said opening the door. Almost hitting Austin in the face.
He growled and looked down at her. He looked as if he was mentally killing her. Breaking every bone in her body. She just smiled. And watched as he dropped the bag.
"It's been a long time Claire. Someone should have killed you when they had the chance." He said darkly.
Claire grew a blue flame in her eyes. One that was strong. She glared viciously at Austin. I knew that in any second now they were gonna rip each other to shreds. I bet all my money on Austin but it was something about how strong and un tamed the flame in her eyes that she was capable of doing way more than she looked.
"Austin you've grown to be such a big boy. I'm suprised you still remember your Aunty Claire". She mocked.
Austin smiled. But his smile was a genuine one it was a dark one. He drummed his finger on the desk that was beside him. He turned to make sure I was still behind him. His grasp tightened and I held back a scream.
" Well wouldn't someone remember when they saw the devil?' He narrowed his eyes at her.
She gaped at him. The flame became weakend to the point it had no existence. But that just made Austin's flame grow. She glared at him again but there was not blue flame. The only thing I saw was her hazel eyes.
" Austin Monica Moon if your behavior doesn't improve I will make your mother suffer the consequences. I brought you and your girlfriend here to become more adapted to this cruel world. Everybody here his your enemy. And with skills like that you won't last another week here". She shouted.
Austin had flinched a bit when she said his middle name. But he still looked furious. He was still angry that his Aunt had threatened to abuse her own sister. His mother was always nice. Atleast the times I met her. She never judged and never hated anybody. But she did believe that we had to be strong. That nobody could get in the way of anybody's sucess. And Austin was very strong but he was getting closer to his breaking point.
"Yes, Aunty Claire." He said quietly.
He turned away from hiis scolding Aunt. If his mom had taught him anything it was discipline. He had to behave even in the worst condition. He was taught to respect his elders and to treat people with kindness. He had shown some respect to his teachers over the years. He only gave as much respect as he felt like they deserved.
" Now go and get something to eat. You'll need to be full if you want to survive your first training session". She said. She waved us off and walked in a different direction.
Austin stuck his middle finger up at her behind her back only to recieve a small smile from his Aunt. He groaned and headed to the small kitchen. He didn't have to hunch over anymore which was a great relief to him. He cracked his back and looked around. Studying the interior of her house. He finally let go off my hand and began to heat up some left over chicken.
"Sorry". He mubled.
When he heard the microwave beep he quickly opened it and grabbed the plate. The steam left a beautiful smell. He cut half of the chicken ans threw the other half away.
"Why'd you throw that away"? I asked curiously. Austin bit back a laugh.
"The other side has poison in it". He said flatly. He kept stuffing his face with the chicken.
"How did you know?" I asked astonished.
While I sleeping Austin's Aunt had did something to my hair and I was guessing I looked horrible. Considering how horrible of a person she was. She had been so nice to me. So loving. But she was a monster. And no amount of kindness could change that.
"You look less horrific with your hair like that". Austin stated. Completely ignoring my question.
His eyes sparkled. Like a little kid who had just recieved the best thing in the world. He looked at me. But without hate or anger or any negative emotion. He looked at me with adoration.
"Thank you, Austin. That means a lot". I smiled. He looked a bit shocked that I called him by his first name but that was replaced by a smile. The smile that I loved so much.