I stood out side the tall, dark wood door, unsure of how I was going to confront him about the rain. Why the hell should I have to anyway? Why was it my job to get him to tell me about that stupid ring? He should tell me anyway. Stupid, stupid Ovan.
I closed my eyes in frustration, waiting until I found the courage to knock on the solid wood door. Taking a breath, I knock on the door, praying to god he wasn't there. One soft knock, two, three. After the fourth I sighed, about to give up when a shallow room answer, "Yes?"
The voice shocked me that I thought I was going to have a heart attack. I composed myself, twisting the doorknob and peering into the dimly lit room. The stacks of books still piled up, here and there a few have fallen. My god, it looked like a tornado has hit this place.
"Haven't you ever thought of cleaning this place up?" I asked, my arms sweeping the place over. Ovan look unconcerned at me, then he returned to his book. Bastard.
"Does your mother teach manners, Haseo? Or does she allow you to call your elders 'bastard's?" Ovan asked, flipping to another page. I stared at him, trying to figure out what…voodoo he was using on me. He sighed, his annoyance on his face yet again. "I always know what you are thinking because we are connected by many forces."
I raised my eyebrow up, trying to figure what was going on. He made…no sense to me today. I reflected on what I was going to talk about with him, but dismissed the idea immediately. No use speaking to this wacko.
I was in the small, dark world that I was in the other day. The other me was carefully moving—dancing—but I couldn't figure out what the dance was. It was nothing I ever done before. He was also wearing a different outfit. The outfit was all dark—black and sliver—the only think I could spot in the darkness was his snow-white hair. The outfit was made of…silk? It was just so breathtaking that it left me breathless.
He ended the dance and bowed a graceful bow that I know I could never pull off. There were two other people with him. A blue-haired boy and a short-green hair girl; the both wore the same outfit as the other me. The clapped silently as the other me smirked at his audience.
That was when he noticed me.
I notice for the first time that his eyes where black, his pupils red. They stand out of place on his white chisel face, as the red marks do the same. His shirt was opened, so that his pale chest stood out in the darkness of the world. He glared at me for moments on moments. But then he smirked, moving—dancing—toward me. He moved so prefect and fluently, that it seem he was weightless.
"Welcome, Haseo." He spoke, his voice like a cobra's poison. His voice reminded me of the voices I hear in his head from time to time. The other two, who stood and followed his over, bowed gracefully. When the girl came up, I had to bite back a gasp. She looked exactly like Shino, minus the green glow to her eyes, the markings, her hair and outfit. She had a questionable look on her face as she spoke to the other me.
"He seems confused…" She spoke softly, her voice sounding like a concerned—motherly—Shino. She raised her hand to grab my hand, but the blue hair pulled her back.
"I don't trust him. If he hasn't awaken like my master, then I don't want him to touch you." He pushed her behind him, and I glared at him. Why'd he steal the Shino look-alike? I was starting to enjoy this dream world a tad bit.
"Quiet, Magus, Innis." The other me spoke, his voice commanding.
"But, he doesn't seem like the master of the Terror of Death." Innis, I figured, said. Her voice was careful. Magus continues to glare at me.
"Skeith, I think he like to talk to you or did you summon him here again?" Magus asked.
"Ah, so Haseo, what did you want to know?" Skeith ask, his voice sending chills up my spine. He looked so much like me, but then again, not. He had a totally different thing about him.
I cleared my throat, "What is this ring for?" I asked, holding the ring up. It had three rubies the looked like eyes. I was startled when one winked at me. Innis gasped as she got a closer look at the ring and Magus swore at Skeith in a language I could hardly understand. Skeith just shrugged and laugh at Magus and turned back to me.
Before he could talk, Innis was already shouting. "That's the promise ring! Only PCs that have the AI's get that! It's only for them to give to another PC that has an AI!" Innis was squealing, jumping up and down. Skeith sighed and looked at me. I notice that he had a third eye, at the center of his forehead.
"Sorry for her. She just super excited," he spoke in a imitation of Innis' voice, "about the ring, since only the user of Skeith gets this one." Skeith smiled a twisted smile as I took in the information.
So, this Innis is a user like my look-alike. Innis looks like Shino, so does that mean I can give this to her? I ponder some more before giving up.
"So, does this mean I'm a user? Of you?" I pointed to Skeith. Skeith smiled and danced back over to me. He place a cold hand on my cheek and kissed me a on the lips. So cold, that it sent chills through me.
"I wish you luck with that big oaf. He's going to be a handful." Skeith whisper as he pulled back. The world went back and only the sound of me screaming could be heard.
To Be Cau…Continue….
A/N: sorry for the short chapter, due to my prep for school! Will try harder!