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Chapter Four
A stagnant silence fell between the three before Ebony choked out an awkward laugh, "You're kidding me, right?"
Dante kept a steady gaze on her. Lady grabbed his arm,
"Dante, are you saying that Ebony has experience in killing these things?" She asked. Without taking his eyes away from the girl in front of him, he nodded his head. "And how do you know this?" Lady hissed.
"That's what I want to know as well." Ebony folded her arms and glared down at the ground.
"We've have worked together before." Dante explained. Ebony's eyes snapped up to meet Dante's cool gaze. Her shoulders tensed as she attempted to filter through all her memories to see if she could recall the tall man standing before her.
"You're crazy. I've never seen you before in my life, and I'm pretty sure I would remember someone like you, and doing something like killing those monsters." She scoffed before turning away. "You're insane, I'm going home." She stated.
"I'll come with—" Lady started.
Ebony turned around, "No, I'm going alone. And you," She turned to point at Dante, "I don't ever want to see you again." She growled. Dante flinched, as though the words had stung him before regaining is composure.
Lady looked between Ebony and Dante, "Ebony, it's dangerous out there, the demons—"
Ebony shook her head, "My house is only 10 minutes away. I'll be fine." She told her. She glanced at Dante, "And before I leave, thanks for getting rid of those demons."
Dante nodded once before Ebony turned away and left in the direction of her house. Lady watched Dante's face as it took on an expression of… sadness at the retreating form of Ebony.
"What the hell is going on with you?" Lady asked. "What you were saying, about how Ebony was a hunter—"
"Is. She is a hunter." Dante corrected.
"Shut up and let me talk Dante. Is it true though? Was she really a hunter?"
"Is." Lady glared at him. Dante didn't acknowledge her glare. Instead, he nodded his head and responded to her question, "Yeah, she is."
"So you knew who she was, and you didn't tell me?" She said censoriously.
"She didn't remember me." Dante wasn't speaking to Lady, but more to himself. Lady heard the disbelief in his voice. He still didn't even so much as glance in her direction
"Oh, yeah! And then there's that, how the hell can she forget something like that?" She asked incredulously, she eyed Dante cautiously as they started walking down the steps.
Dante shook his head in disbelief, "I don't know."
Lady snorted, "Geez, you're like the common stereotype of a douche bag. Dumping girlfriends and never keeping in contact with them. Seriously, how do you live with yourself Dante?" She scolded.
Dante's head snapped up as they both stopped, his face was suddenly only a few inches away from hers, his eyes glinting angrily. But they weren't the eyes of the glib Dante Lady knew. To her, it seemed as though she was staring into the eyes of the elder sibling. "Shut the hell up Lady." His voice rumbled threateningly, "She was and never will be my girlfriend."
Lady shivered under his glare and took a hesitant step back, "Ok then… Don't get so touchy…" Her voice faltered, so she cleared her throat before speaking again, "Why do you care so much about her remembering you then?" She trailed off and averted her gaze to the ground. Dante's shoulders dropped slightly, although they were still rigid, and let out a sigh. He reached out to touch Lady on the shoulder. Lady looked over at him to see his eyes glistening with unreadable emotions.
"It's… difficult to explain." He said quietly. Lady looked down,
"My bike is still over at Ebony's house." She stated quietly.
"I'll walk you home, and I'll give you a ride to school tomorrow." Dante offered as he dropped his hand from her shoulder. She glanced over at Dante appreciatively and he let a mischievous smirk play across his face,
"In return, you spend the night with me."
A slap upside the head was given in response. Dante rubbed the sore spot, the smirk still plastered on his face, "I'm just kidding Lady." He chuckled.
Lady shook her head, "You're such a pervert."
OooOooO
Ebony walked down the unfamiliar streets with caution. She noticed that there were more people still shuffling along the streets despite the late hour. Some of them bumped into her and uttered a quiet apology. Her eyebrows furrowed together in confusion, the streets were free of the usual crowds; how in the world did they still manage to bump into her? She shook it off before looking around the bleak area, the grief-stricken wind whispering along the streets. The people tightened their coats around themselves in an attempt to block out the oncoming fall chill. Everything was unfamiliar; the looming grey buildings around here were ones that she had never seen before. The plaques where the street names used to be were wiped clean, as if the weather had been relentless towards them, and wanted to wash away any evidence of their existence.
"Where am I? How did I manage to get lost when I only live 10 minutes away?" She reprimanded herself. She continued walking along when she noticed the shadows around her seemed to writhe and twist towards the gloomy humans that were desperate to enter the safe, warm havens of their home. Ebony then heard scraping sounds behind her. She stopped in her tracks and slowly turned around to see a strange darkness desperately engulfing the path behind her, making its way towards her. Shadows started rising up from the ground, becoming solid creatures with sunken eyes, their long dagger-like claws clawing desperately into the ground as they dragged themselves out of the shadows. Her eyes widened in terror as she started running down the streets.
"Everyone! Run!" She screamed at the people around her, but no one seemed to listen. She stopped and grabbed a man by the shoulders, "Don't go that way! You need to turn around, you'll get killed!" She said frantically to him. The man gazed blankly at her before pulling away, murmuring an apology as he swept by her. Ebony stood baffled from the man's reaction when she heard an agonizing scream. Ebony risked a moment to glance back to see crimson blood paint the building and sidewalk. She turned back and sprinted away from the famished darkness, it then started attacking the people that walked by her. Their terrified screams filling the cold empty air. Ebony glanced back to see red, so much red, before her foot caught on something and she fell, she cried out as her face scraped against the concrete. She pushed herself up onto her hands and knees, twisting around to see the darkness about to descend upon her. She shut her eyes, waiting, when she heard shrieks that belonged to no human. She slowly opened one of her eyes to see a blur of red and shimmering metal as it darted in an out of the darkness. Ebony scooted back and sat up to see black liquid splatter across the pavement. 'Blood.' She realized. The darkness started to recede slowly as she finally made out the figure that had been fighting against it. A large sword was grasped in his hand, the sunken in eyes of the skull seeming to glow a warm red as the black blood dripped down the gleaming edge. He sheathed his sword as he turned to Ebony. He walked over and held out his hand, which she took, and helped her up.
"I thought I told you to be more careful when around these parts." He chuckled.
"I thought I told you that I didn't want to see you again." Ebony said as she placed her hands on her hips. Dante gave her a crooked grin,
"Ouch, you wound me with your harsh words." He held up his hands against his heart in mock pain. Ebony shook her head,
"You're such an idiot." She muttered. Dante's grin grew wider,
"You're still the same as always." He murmured as he spun on his heel and started walking away. His next words were carried away by the forlorn wind which made it so that Ebony couldn't make out exactly what he said,
"Play… safe… keep… playing…safe—"
...
Ebony's eyes snapped open and she sat up in her bed, rubbing her eyes furiously. She glanced over at her alarm clock.
3:30…
Ebony groaned and fell back into her bed,
"Come on…" She whined as she stuffed her head into the pillow. She knew there was no use in trying to go back to sleep. Once she was up, she was up. She let out a groan of frustration and threw off her blankets, swinging her feet out of bed to touch the cold carpet floor. "Can carpets even get this cold?" She grumbled as she fumbled around to slip on her zebra slippers. She took one of the lighter blankets and wrapped it around herself as she stood up and shuffled out of her room, into the bathroom. The first thing she did was look in the mirror, "Dang…" She leaned in closer and tried to run her fingers through her hair, unsuccessfully. She sighed before opening a drawer and pulling out her brush. She then brushed out her hair.
After she finished what she had to do, Ebony walked out of the bathroom feeling somewhat refreshed and went to her closet, picked out an outfit and put it on before creeping down the stairs to get to the kitchen.
Sadly, two maids were already in the kitchen and her mom was sitting at the table, reading the newspaper. "Don't you ever sleep?" She asked as she walked in. The maids turned to look at her with wide eyes,
"Mistress!" They all said simultaneously, Ebony waved her hands before her,
"Shhh!" She hissed, "Don't be so loud! There are probably others still asleep." She whispered. The maids nodded and were about to bow when Ebony stopped them, "And don't do that, you know I don't like feeling superior." She murmured aside. The maids stared at her, looked at each other and then back to Ebony before nodding their heads. Her mother glanced over at her from reading a magazine that had arrived in the mail the day before.
"Whatever you desire Mistress." They said together with a bow. Ebony face palmed, a sigh escaping her lips.
"Forget it." She dropped her hand and walked over to the table and sat down on one of the plush chairs, "Morning mom." Her mother looked over the top of her magazine with an evaluating stare.
"If they wish to bow to you, you should just let them do so." She told her.
"Yeah, yeah. This whole superior thing just bugs me though. I'm just as normal as they are." Ebony responded as she stretched.
Her mother frowned. "And what are you doing up this early?" She asked her daughter.
Ebony let out a yawn before answering.
"Nightmare."
Emily's lip pursed before asking, "What about?"
Ebony shook her head, "Just shadows. I don't really remember much." She lied.
Emily studied her daughter before she folded up her newspaper and set it down. Ebony looked up curiously at her mother, who now sat before her with her hands neatly folded in front of her,
"I need to speak to you about something." She said to Ebony. Ebony brought up her hand to cover her mouth as she yawned again,
"Go ahead. It's not as though I'm going to be falling asleep anytime soon, as much as I want to." She told her, mumbling the last part. Her mom sat forward in her seat,
"I don't want you to talk to Dante again." She said bluntly.
Ebony scoffed, rolled her eyes and sat back in her chair, "It's not as though I was going to anyways."
Her mother raised a blond eyebrow,
"Really?"
Ebony nodded her head, "Some stuff just happened. He started saying that I had met him before and a bunch of crazy crap. Then, I told him to stay away from me." Ebony explained.
Her mother gazed at her thoughtfully, a smile making its way onto her flawless face, "Well. That's good." Her mother stood up, "I have to go to work soon." She stepped around the table and stood next to Ebony before leaning down and kissing her forehead. "Take care driving to school honey."
"Take care, Mom." Ebony said with a smile as her mom left. The sound of the front door opening and thudding closed. Ebony heard the sound of a car waiting outside for her mother, and waited until the sound of the engine faded away. When she was finally alone, Ebony folded her arms across the surface of the table and put her head down in them, as she mulled over the dream she had just had.
'It seemed so real…' Ebony let out a slight scoff, 'Except those dumb people, no one was running around, screaming for their lives. Just walk into the eerie darkness. Everything will be juuuust fine.' She thought sarcastically. Her mouth twisted into a frown, 'What did Dante say at the very end? There were words that sounded cut out…' She thought deeply upon this, when she was interrupted.
"Mistress?" Ebony looked up to see one of the maids with a rolling cart, "Breakfast is ready." She said quietly.
"Already?" Ebony asked,
"It is almost 10 to 5 Mistress." The maid explained. Ebony looked over at the large grandfather clock near the entrance of the kitchen, her mouth slightly agape when she saw the face of it read 4:49.
"So it is…" she confirmed quietly as she took her arms off the table to let the maid put the plate on the table before taking the metal lid off. Ebony's nose was assaulted with the smell of delicious crepes filling her plate, strawberries decorating each and every one of them. She picked up her cutlery and started eating the crepes. The maid bowed and left the kitchen. After Ebony finished eating, she decided to go and have a morning motorcycle ride. She got out of her chair, grabbed a black hoodie that hung from the coat rack next to the door and yanked it on over her head. She then grabbed her backpack and pulled it on before she went out into the garage.
"Right… Lady left her motorcycle here." She said as she noticed the red and silver motorcycle parked next to hers. She went down the steps and got on her motorcycle, turned it on and drove out of the garage. She went down the driveway and waited until the large metal gates swung open. She slowly began to pull out when she saw him leaning against a tree, looking up and examining the red and gold leaves. The gold cuff buttons on the crisp sleeves of his Victorian clothes glistened as he reached up and plucked a leaf from the tree, he held it up in front of him by its stem and slowly turned it.
It was man that had spoken to her at Fredi's.
"You…" The man turned his pale face to her, the longest part of his asymmetrical hair brushing over his shoulders, his black fringe shifting slightly to partially reveal an almost black eye.
"Ebony." He said with a curt nod as he let the golden leaf flutter to the ground with the rest.
"What are you doing here? What do you want?" Ebony said nervously. He glanced down at her motorcycle and a sickening feeling settled inside her gut as her motorcycle engine sputtered and went silent.
"I would not want you trying to make an escape." The man said with a sly smile. Ebony glared at the beautiful Victorian dressed man standing before her.
"Are you going to answer my question?" She folded her arms across her chest. The man stepped closer to her, making her have to look up at him. His emotionless eyes stared down his nose at her. Ebony repressed the shiver that made her way down her spine.
"You already know why I'm here."
Ebony remained silent.
"And you already know that you failed." He said, "How delightful." He chuckled.
Ebony's eyebrow twitched and she dropped her arms, "You spoke about revenge against me, for what, I know not. What if I told you to forget about that? Would you?"
Silence carried on between them for what felt like hours before he responded.
"I would not." He deadpanned.
"Exactly, you really think that she would forget the fact that her boyfriend is possessed? Or that she would stop searching for a way to save him?" Ebony said rather defiantly, despite the fear he was causing her.
"I told you to make her give up her search. I did not give you an option." The man told her. Ebony shook her head,
"Then you make her forget, because I can't. A demon like you should have the power to do that."
He raised an ebony eyebrow at her.
"You demons give me this really weird feeling. Almost like your presence is pressing into mine, it's hard to explain it exactly though." Ebony answered his silent question.
The man turned to walk away before Ebony stopped him with a question, "Wait, what is your name?" He looked back at her,
"And why is it that now you ask me my name?"
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"Redom."
Ebony blinked in confusion, "Huh?"
"You asked for a name, so I gave it to you." He said, annoyance beginning to lace his tone.
"Well, Redom, if you even so much as lay a finger on Kayshia, I will personally hunt you down and kill you." Ebony threatened him. Redom laughed, the malice in it made Ebony shiver slightly,
"Like you did with my Evaline? Will you, like you did to her, kill me in cold blood?" He sneered.
Ebony's angry demeanor turned into that of bafflement at what Redom had said to her. Her brows came together, "Evaline? Who is that? What are you even talking about?"
Redom turned his head back to look at her with disgust, "You truly do not remember anything, do you?" He asked, almost disbelievingly.
Ebony looked up at him, "Please, tell me," She responded, almost mockingly, "What exactly is it that I'm supposed to remember?" She asked him. The man disregarded her question and turned away,
"I won't harm your human. She may still be of use to me yet. Perhaps you'll know of the crime you committed towards me when you next speak to her." Redom called back to her.
"Hey! Wait! Can't you just answer the question!?" Ebony blinked, and when she opened her eyes, he had disappeared. The engine of her motorcycle roared back to life, startling Ebony. She sighed, gripping the handlebars as she muttered to herself, "Stupid demon." With that, she drove away. Her previous destination of the school had changed.
OooOooO
Dante's eyes opened and he stared blankly at the ceiling. Yawning, he turned to glance at the cracked face of the clock that clung to the loose nail on the wall. He chided himself for waking up so early before dropping his feet from his desk, his boots thudding against the ground. He stood up and stretched before walking to the corner of the room and pressing a button on his jukebox.
Nothing happened.
Dante let out an aggravated sigh and scratched his head, glaring at the beat up, repaired more than once, artifact.
"Come on, for once in your life, can you stop being stubborn?" He growled. He pressed the button a little harder this time, and the poor thing flickered to life as the record was slowly switched. The needle was set down on the surface of the record and loud rock music filled the air. Dante grinned in satisfaction before turning away from the jukebox and into the kitchen. He scooped up the pizza box sitting on the counter and opened the lid. "Well hello sexy—" Dante stopped at the entrance of the kitchen when he heard the familiar sound of an oncoming motorcycle. He looked out of the window to see Ebony drive by. He glanced at the clock again to see it read 6:36
"The hell—" He went over to the window and stood near the edge, peeking out as Ebony slowed down her motorcycle to look around. Her eyes landed onto the large flickering neon red lights of the Devil May Cry. Dante watched as Ebony raised an eyebrow.
'Devil May Cry? Well, that's a dumb name.' Dante frowned. Ebony looked away and took a left and drove off. Dante's eyes followed her before he went to put his pizza on the table and went out the doors to follow Ebony.
Dante leapt across the rooftops, always keeping an eye on the motorcycle below him when he noticed it start to slow down. Ebony pulled up next to the sidewalk and stopped, turning off her motorcycle. She swung her leg over the motorcycle and got off before going to stand before a decimated building. Dante's brows furrowed as he watched her stuff her hands into her pockets and a slight shiver course through her body caused by the biting cold of the morning. She climbed over the debris and sat on a large mound of bricks. The building looked like it had suffered an implosion. Almost the entire front side of the building had fallen in, rubble strewn across the sidewalks. Dante shivered involuntarily when he suddenly felt the faded presence of one who had once been in the area. Ebony sat silently when she suddenly started tugging on a thick silver chain around her neck. She then reached into her pocket and pulled something out. Dante tried to see what it was, but Ebony had her back to him and she was holding it against her chest, as though whatever she held brought a feeling of security. She sat there for a good amount of time when Dante heard a song that he hadn't heard in years. Ebony's quiet, light hum reached his heighted demonic ears,
He closed his eyes as a wave of emotion coursed through him at the sound of the familiar song.
A flash of blonde hair and a pair of sea blue eyes smiled down at the young boy.
The smile of two young children filled his mind.
Dante opened his eyes and looked down at Ebony. His eyes glistened with unshed tears that he blinked away quickly.
Ebony looked up at the sky through the collapsed building as she ceased humming. She remained seated a few minutes beforeher shoulders lifted as she took in a deep breath before stuffing whatever she was holding in her hand back into her pocket and pulled out her iPhone. She checked the time on the screen and slipped it back into her pocket. She stood up and traipsed out of the building, and stopped before her motorcycle, staring at it intently. She felt eyes watching her and she glanced around to notice that she alone on the bare streets with only the wind whispering around her, before looking up at the rooftops of the buildings to see…
Nothing.
She shook off the feeling she had before mounting her motorcycle and made a U-turn, driving towards the high school.
Dante stood up from ducking down, lest him being seen by Ebony and watched the direction she was driving until the realization of where she was going sunk in, reminding him of something else. "Shoot." Dante muttered as he hurried back to the Devil May Cry to get his car to pick up Lady.
"I almost thought that you weren't going to show up." Lady said as she got into Dante's car.
"Geez, Lady. You really thought I wasn't gonna come?" Dante chuckled.
"Knowing you, you probably would've come up with an excuse to not come pick me up." Lady said to him. Dante pulled away from Lady's home and drove down the street,
"I saw Ebony today."
Lady's head snapped towards him.
"What?"
"She didn't see me though. She drove by Devil May Cry, and I followed her to a building."
"So you stalked her?" She asked.
"Nah, more like creeped on her." Dante chuckled. Lady rolled her eyes,
"This building… It didn't happen to be in the middle of nowhere, and look like it had collapsed, did it?"
Dante didn't take his eyes away from the road.
"As a matter of fact, you're right. How'd ya know?" Lady watched the buildings pass by,
"She's told me about it before. She told me that it's one of the few places where she thinks she catches glimpses of her memories. But they disappear as quickly as they come." Lady explained to him. Dante's eyes flickered over to Lady,
"Has she told you why?" Dante asked.
Lady shook her head slowly. Dante gritted his teeth, his eyes settling on the road again before speaking,
"There's something else that you should know."
"And what's that?" Lady asked.
"That place where she went, there was an aura there that I hadn't felt in years."
"Dante—?"
"Vergil was there, Lady."
Silence erupted between them.
"How long would you say?" She asked in a hushed tone.
"Considering how faint the aura was, I would say years, probably." He answered solemnly.
Lady bit her lip. She took into consideration the sadness that stole away into the Devil Hunters eyes. It had been years since she saw that same sadness, the loneliness take over his jovial façade. Like somewhere inside him, a door that had been locked and chained up had begun to creak open, letting out a river of feelings before slamming shut at the next words she uttered.
"What does it mean?"
Dante glanced over at her, "That's what I'm planning to find out." He turned his eyes back to the road.
'What happened there that fateful night?'
The rest of the drive was quiet until they reached the high school. Lady thanked Dante as she got out of the car, slinging her backpack over her shoulder before turning away from the car,
"Wait, Lady." Lady looked back at Dante, "While she was there, at the building, Ebony pulled something out of her pocket. I'm not sure what it was, but I was wondering if you could find out for me?" He pleaded. Lady closed her eyes and nodded her head. "Thanks. I knew that under that tough exterior, you had a soft squishy side." He said with a grin.
"Oh, shut it you." Lady grumbled before walking inside. Ebony was standing behind the glass entrance, a tall, young man with sweeping black hair standing next to her and talking with her. Dante's grin fell as he spotted the male standing next to her and glared at him, analyzing how close he was standing next to her before letting out a scoff and pulling out of the school parking lot.
OooOooO
"Looks like Lady got here just in time." Zack pointed out to Ebony. Ebony glanced over her shoulder to see Lady get out of a red convertible. She went to go stand by the glass doors when her eyes narrowed at the sight of Dante.
"What's wrong?" Zack asked when he noticed Ebony go rigid.
Ebony shook her head quickly, "Nothing." She said bluntly before smiling as Lady walked in.
"I just realized this morning that your motorcycle was still at my house." Ebony said to her.
"I would've gotten it last night. But you were pretty adamant about walking home by yourself." Lady chuckled.
Ebony laughed and scratched the back of her head. "Yeeeahhhh… Sorry about that Lady." She said sheepishly.
Lady shook her head, "No harm done. I'll just get it after school today." She looked over at Zack, "Good morning Zack." She said with a nod. Zack gave her a crooked smile,
"Morning, Lady. How are you doing this cold morning?" He asked.
"I'm just freezing my butt off, obviously." She said, as she motioned to her slightly reddened face.
"It is getting colder." Zack mused as he folded his arms across his chest.
The bell rang and Lady sighed,
"I swear my brain is going to explode if Mr. Grees tries to stuff more crap about physic equations in my head." Ebony smiled at her,
"Is he still acting like he's all high and mighty?" She asked her.
"You have no idea." Lady chuckled before turning away and waving back to them, "I'll see you two later." She said to them before walking away.
Ebony turned to Zack, "Well, we should probably go to class."
Zack nodded, "Wonder what our new project is?" He asked as they turned and started to walk to class,
"Good question. Mr. Jackson hasn't really mentioned much about our next one." Ebony said. Zack nodded and they walked together in silence when Ebony stopped in her tracks. Zack glanced back at her,
"Ebony?"
Ebony stared down the hallway to see Jeanne and her posse making their way towards them.
"It's your girlfriend." Ebony said icily. Zack followed the direction of her eyes to see Jeanne toss her hair over her shoulder.
"Oh… so it is." He sighed and turned back to Ebony, "You go to class without me. I got a feeling that she wants to talk to me about something." He rolled his eyes, "Again."
Ebony smiled and nodded before walking ahead, avoiding the girls as they gave her the major stink eye. She looked back to see them approach Zack before she headed down the hallway to go to class. She walked and the first thing she noticed was that the noise level was quite high, but not high enough to disturb the other nearby classes. Ebony walked over to the table and sat down next to Kayshia. Ebony greeted her, but was met with silence. Kayshia glanced at her, before staring down at the table blankly.
"Hey, what's wrong with you?" Ebony asked, leaning forward to look at her friends face.
"Nothing." Kayshia turned her face away.
Ebony frowned, "Is it about yesterday?" She whispered. Kayshia continued staring at the front of the class before shaking her head no. Ebony's frown deepened, "What is it then?" She asked silently.
"I had a dream." She said simply. Ebony stared at the back of her friends head.
"You're mad at me… over a dream? Was I in it or something?" She questioned.
"Yeah."
Ebony blinked, "Come on, you need to give me more than that. What happened in the dream?"
Kayshia looked up at her, "Well, I wasn't physically in it, but it seemed like I was watching it play out. Like a movie. And there was this young woman, she was so pretty Ebony, she had long brown hair, and it was curly. It looked so soft, and she wore this beautiful white dress that flowed around as she danced in the streets. This man was standing off to the side watching her with a smile on his face, before walking out and hugging the girl. She hugged him back and they stood like that for a while before you and Dante came along and pulled out swords. The man pushed the girl back, trying to reason with you, but you ignored him and grabbed the girl before you stabbed her.
"The man screamed her name as he watched you kill her in front of him. She fell to the ground, and her blood, it was all over her white dress… The man knelt down and picked her up before turning to you and started screaming insults at you. And you just smiled before spitting on them and walking away with Dante as though nothing had happened. How Ebony? How could anyone kill someone so beautiful? So unbelievably perfect? I just don't understand."
Ebony sat in silence as she let this sink in.
"This man, what did he look like?" She asked in a low voice.
Kayshia thought silently about it before responding, "Well, he was wearing those clothes you see in movies that take place in old London. And his hair was sort of long, and completely black with hair over his right eye, he had pale skin, and the strangest feature he had was the fact that his eyes were almost completely black."
Ebony's eyes widened a fraction of an inch, "And the name he called out, what was it?" Kayshia's brows furrowed as she searched for the name.
"He screamed Evaline."
"And that's only the edited version of what you did to her." Ebony heard being whispered into her ear.