All Because of Her pt 2
The sun's rays beamed mercilessly down upon Elsword and Purfection. They could feel the perspiration coming out of their pores and their clothes stick to their skin. In all honesty, they wanted to leave Sander as quick as possible. One man who he's been friends with for a while now, is Raven, and he needed to find him in hopes he could get answers. Raven seemed to take a liking to living here after getting kicked out of Hamel Castle for accidentally breaking a very important vase with his nasod arm by accident. His hair was jet black with some white protruding from it. He was muscular and had this air about him. It seemed as if stress and battles got to him. Scars were scattered around his body and he looked quite aged. He wasn't old per say, just masculine.
It didn't take long to find Raven's hut. Raven sat outside his hut, topless with black shorts on, cleaning his blade. "Hey Raven!" Elsword pulled up to him and got off of his mount which vanished after. Raven side-glanced him.
"What are you doing at my place?" He had a sort of cold tone.
"Well, I am searching for Ara. She's gone missing." His tone dropped to a sort of melancholy level and he ran his right hand through his spiky red hair.
"Oh, her. Yeah, I know she's gone." He looked back to his blade and continued to wipe it.
"Do you know where she is?"
"Yes." Raven looked at Elsword then. "But I'm not telling you." He set his blade down carefully and stood.
"Why not?!" Elsword drew close to the muscular man.
"She left on her own will."
"She what?!" His eyes widened. "No…" He clenched his fists.
Raven gave a smirk. "She left like a bolt. Ranting about how horrible of a guy you are. I think you should just quit looking for her." He began to walk into his hut, but his wife came out. "Rena."
"Raven." She gave him a hard glare, hands on her curvy hips, long yellow-green hair coming down. "Stop fooling around and messing with the poor kid's emotions." Her left hand met his right cheek, creating a loud SMACK. He didn't falter; just looked down.
Elsword looked on, feeling mixed emotions.
"Elsword, excuse this man right here. He doesn't know anything. He's just been bored out of his mind, but I'll tell you this. Not too long ago, I heard talk about a girl being taken away and having a search team sent out for her, but we don't know if the girl could be your girl, Ara.
After dinner, Ara got up, as well as the others with the Prince's command. Chung went toward the kitchen to let his servants know to clean up. She eyed his retreating form and neatly pushed her chair back in. Grateful that Chung didn't talk to her, she began to walk out after the ladies. She didn't wanna start any commotions.
She walked down the hall and noticed a door to the left of her as she looked around. She walked towards the door that was a few feet away and opened it. Darkness greeted her. If it wasn't for the light of the hall behind her, she wouldn't have been able to make out the first few steps. She wondered briefly if she should explore. Ara took a quick look to see if anyone was behind her and saw no one, so she let curiosity get to her. She carefully went down the stairs, her legs trembling a bit. She stopped for a moment to search for a railing and found it, thankfully. Ara progressed to the last step at the sight of orange lighting. Torches lined the walls and she was grateful for it. She commenced to traverse down another hall and began to feel as if her own shadows were watching her. The walls displayed her shadow: in front of her, in back of her, to the sides of her, and the differing shapes began to catch her off guard. Her eyes darted at times in fear. Sweat began to form in her hands. Her breaths became more prominent and the shakiness in her breath could be heard if someone was there. Desperately, she wanted to call out to the hall lit by torches, but kept her mouth shut out of fear that her voice would be discerned and get her in trouble.
The click, clack, click, clack of her shoes was all that she could hear and it was becoming a sound she began to portray as more than just her steps. For a moment, she stopped to see if it really was just her imagination. To her dismay, she heard steps. Afraid she would get caught, she strode across the hall as silently as she could, but as fast as her body could go. As she continued to go across the very long hall; the torches began to disappear and it came to a point where light was no longer seen. In an attempt to be brave, Ara continued, slowly now, with shaky steps to a door surrounded by a dark purple light. She eyed the door with trepidation and inquisitiveness. Wondering why the door was unchained, she cautiously gripped the handle with a trembling hand and opened the door to reveal a dark crystal at the end of the path. Ara stared at it in amazement and didn't realize that she could no longer control her body. In a way, she felt compelled to get closer and closer. Her eyes were drawn to the darkness inside of it. Ara, stop! She could see the agony in the crystal; people suffering, demons walking and in the front of it all, her brother, Aren. It is only the crystal giving an illusion! Suddenly, her legs began to move faster, a breathy "Aren" escaped her lips. She didn't know what she was doing. ARA! She began to feel her aura change and became deaf to Eun's cries of warning. All she saw was Aren, his dark purplish skin, the black demonic horns protruding from his head, his long silver hair, and his demonic suit that practically screamed royalty. His glowing scarlet eyes met hers and she began to run to him.
Ara didn't hear the sound of whooshing or humming. She didn't hear someone calling to her, but she did feel herself crash to the floor and her consciousness return to her, very hard. Her world was spinning and she let out a groan. Her amber eyes closed and she put a hand on her head. The person lifted her up from the ground, holding her bridal-style and looked at her passed out form.
The person carried her all the way up to his room, glad no one was patrolling the halls at the moment and laid her on his bed. He removed the black glove he was wearing from his right hand to feel her forehead. She was feeling very hot. The male grew worried that the Dark El might have done something to her that would be irreversible. He debated letting Chung know of the situation. Angry that Chung didn't pay more attention to her; he decided that it's best if he doesn't know. He began to take off his gear and black suit and pants. He removed his purple shirt, exposing his young toned body, and the other glove, leaving him clad in underwear. He searched his drawers for his sleepwear. It didn't take long to find it. He put on a loose white shirt and long black pajama pants, and decided to sit next to her on the soft bed with white sheets. The person looked at her and noticed the rise and fall of her chest, her sprawled out black hair with the two white strands on either side of her head with a bead attached to both strands, and the quite uncomfortably placed legs and arms. In an attempt not to stare, he stood and left to the bathroom that was connected to his room (his own personal bathroom) to get a towel and wet it with cold water. He comes out and places the cold, wet towel onto her forehead in hopes that it would reduce the fever.
Her eyes opened slowly after a few hours. She yawned and stretched. It took her a minute for her eyes to adjust and her brain to realize that someone was there. "Who are you…?" She said it softly. She rose and the towel landed on her lap. "How long was I out for?"
He studied her, from his desk, making sure that she was okay. "A few hours. Who I am is not of importance."
She pouted.
"I am Ara, Ara Haan."
"Cool."
"Not a guy of many words huh?"
He made no particular reaction to her comment.
"Okay, fine, don't answer me." Ara began to stand.
"Wait. Chung doesn't know you're here." He stood and stuck his arm out. His hand gestured to wait.
"Chung?" Her leg hung off of the bed.
"I'm not helping you regain your memory if you lost it."
"No, I am fine, just processing what happened."
"I see." He ran a bare hand through his combed and possibly gelled, white, spiky hair.
"You were close to the Dark El. You shouldn't have been. Why were you down there?"
"Curiosity. I am new here. I was so rudely brought here against my will, deemed a princess and everything and now I am here. I just wanted to explore a little." Ara said a hint of annoyance in her voice.
"Well, relax. I'll show you around and I guess keep you company for a bit."
"May I know your name at least?"
He sighed. "Add."
Hey all! I hope this new chapter is to your liking. If you have any recommendations to add to the story or to fix, please let me know. The new chapter should be up by next week.
