When people described their teachers, often, it was with an attachment; that was definitely true for me. The doctor was like family, he agreed to teach me even though I didn't have much to offer. For four years I had known him and in that time I had grown completely used to him.

Where was he now?

Everything that transpired next had all blurred together. Even a trainee doctor like me knew the kind of blood that splattered like that. It was life blood, the blood closest to the heart. I felt sicker than I ever had before as I sat there and cried out. It took all around a minute before the motel staff had come up the stairs to drag me out of the room. My body was limp in their grasp, and they had to drag me across the floor.

I felt abandoned and cold knowing all that was left for me was to go back home. I had no official certification as a doctor- I wasn't even close to gaining that title, and now that my teacher was gone, it felt as if all the progress I was working on until this morning had been completely lost.

Why was this happening? Just yesterday I had been praised for my help and it made me feel great to have learned such skills. To naively think he was still alive was only false hope now. As military police officers filed past me and up the stair way I began to wonder if they would find him.

"You are Sophie Carolina, correct?" A male voce had caught my distant attention, but I did not look up from where I sat on the floor. I could not trust myself to stand. I still wanted to cry more, and I would only end up back here again.

"You are a suspect in our investigation, I am afraid you will have to come with me." He tried again, and this time I lifted my head. The man was older, and his shoulders were broad. On his uniform was the symbol of a unicorn; he was a part of the military police- a supposedly great honor. With the help of others I was weakly escorted out and in a dazed manner I only mumbled small replies to the barrage of questions he threw at me.

"This will all be settled once the investigation is finished, then we will figure out whether or not to send you home based on what we find." His voice was untrusting, and his eyes in this light looked mean and reprimanding. He led me to a building with four emblems of the countries defense system decorating the front, looking at them all I was able to somehow recognize them as what I had seen on the soldiers' uniforms. There was the two swords crossed which had probably been the emblem my sister was wearing, then the rose among the thorns- the Garrisons, the Unicorn's head signifying the military Police and finally the two wings of blue and white, they were the Scouting Legion.

Looking at the four signs I was beginning to feel slightly intimidated. Why was I going here? Was I that important? Even though murder was definitely a big deal it didn't seem like a huge enough reason for the military to become involved. Regardless of that, I was innocent!

My arms were tied behind my back with a thin rope and a large hand was clamped over my shoulder, guiding me through the doors. Inside the large building it was much cooler than the morning sun's rays people in uniforms were walking around seemingly preparing for some sort of court case.

"Don't worry, this isn't for you." The larger man holding my shoulder half-heartedly assured. He wasn't the same guy from the motel, but he didn't sound any more kind.

"Why would you bother telling me that?" If I was a suspect, I couldn't understand why he would try to make me feel relieved, unless, I was going straight to a more terrible place. I didn't want to panic, but I was definitely nervous now with each step he took me down the hallway.

"…Doctor was an important asset, and you manage to lose him?"

Behind one of the many closed doors of the hallway I was able to hear bits and pieces of an otherwise important conversation.

"What about the girl?" Another voice asked just as we had reached the door. It was clear that the man bringing me to the room didn't seem like he knew completely what was going on either. He knocked on the door and waited as the people in the room silenced before pushing the wooden door open.

"I've brought her as ordered," the man said urging me forward into the now-silent room.

Inside of the room, there were people dressed in militia uniforms. The emblems varied slightly, but I couldn't pay much attention to that due to the blur of thoughts that raced through my head. Was I really under so much suspicion, that these people had to get involved? With my raging thoughts tormenting my mind, I felt my inside begin to twist as I was told to walk forward.

The man who led me here slammed the door behind me, but even he no longer stood in the room. I was left to the eyes of very superior looking people. Their eyes seemed to judge me as I could only watch them for so long without feeling intimidated and afraid. All of them looked so cold, and almost frightening to an extent.

"Sophie Carolina." A voice addressed me, "You have been accused of the murder to the unidentified doctor whom which you travelled with. Your plea?"

"Not guilty, sir." I said that very quickly after he had finished his sentence. My haste had formed looks of intrigue and doubt, but no one said anything about it.

"It says here that you were a… Student of this man. For how long would you say that was true?"

"For four years."

"Yes, and in that time did you consider yourself well-learned, have you completed all you needed to know?" His inquiry held questions within his own question; I recognized the accusation immediately from the look in his eyes. I couldn't help but glare back at him.

"Of course not, sir," I started putting as much venom into my tone as I could, "I am still far from knowing everything that the Doctor did." I had so much to learn… Now he was gone and now I could feel even my own freedom being ripped away.

"I am not a murderer! My life is dedicated to the protection of lives! What proof do you have that I was even involved!?" It burst out of me before I could stop it. The words I had hung on into my head came out without stopping. I didn't regret them though, because from the looks of everyone else, it had taken them off-guard.

"That is true in a sense, we do not have much proof that you were there- however, that still has yet to cover our suspicions."

"Your suspicions are wrong," I said that knowing it was out of place. Even if I was innocent, I could tell this person was a high-ranked official. I would be in deep trouble if he was offended by my tone.

"Even a murderer can say that much." Another man piped in, earning the grunts in agreement and a solid nod of the head. I clenched my hands together in an attempt to hold my patience which was quickly running out again. I took a deep breath. So, in the end, was I really going to lose all of this? What about my family- my sister?

"I have a proposition for you," the man finally spoke after a long drawn out silence. "Well, it was actually a proposition for the Doctor, but since that has clearly become impossible, I have decided to extend the offer to you."

I looking up from my hands which for a moment were shaking in fear of their decisions, I had been wondering what we were waiting for. Wondering if they would decide my fate then. His words were not what I expected, but I gained hope from them.

"Since we have decided that you are the main suspect of the Doctor's murder, we cannot afford to let you roam free. So, we would like you to become a part of the military- join the scouting legion and become a medic for them. I'm afraid refusing would only force us to keep you here until the investigation is cleared- this is your only alternative. If I might add, searching for evidence and assembling this into a court-case would take a very long time- and it doesn't seem like we have a lot of that, nowadays." His eyes were dead serious as my heart began to slowly descend into fear. My body took on my actions then, without my mind's consent, I nodded my head once without wanting to, and spoke very clearly, "I accept your offer."

Writing this, I felt I had to keep in mind that this primitive society didn't collect evidence with ease- or accurately for that matter. At least, that is how I perceived it. If you hadn't understood what that court room was being set up for, it is actually a spoiler in disguise, and I'm sure you will get it if you read the manga- but I really don't like ruining things. As I said before, you had been warned in my previous chapters. I just hope you enjoy this chapter, and I am really quite excited in writing the next one... I thought for sure I would have one of the characters written in this, but some things just don't end up as planned- maybe next chapter ;) Please leave feedback- maybe a fav, or a follow - you know? Just something to show me that ya like what your reading. :)

,Stay freezing (I mean cool)

~ArcticCircle :3