Chapter 4:The Lightening and the Flame
I looked around the silent room that was once filled with color but was now so dreary. A young man sat on one of the presently broken pillars. His short brown hair shimmered in the little light that was shed across the room. He grinned at me with his emerald, cat-like eyes, staring with a playful gleam. "So you're the one that everyone been talkin about." He said in a mischievous tone with a chuckle. His feet touched the ground, if only for a moment, before he disappeared from his place and reappeared at the seat across from where I was, as looked down I noticed my "torture apple" was missing.
"So how were you expecting the afterlife, huh?" he said, tossing the apple up in the air. I glared at him. "My names Takaharu, but you can call be Taka." He said cheerfully, casting his gaze towards me. I nodded to him, quietly telling him my name. As he played with the "torture apple" I examined his clothing. He wore a long sleeveless black shirt that separated at his waist and went to his knees; it had a green dragon stretched across it. His last noticeable features were his white pants, black gloves and two strange orange armbands on his left arm.
Out of nowhere, came a knock on the door. We both looked up as a girl walked in, around my age. She stood in the shadows; it looked as she had a dark veil that draped around her body. The only visible part of her was brown eyes and specs white that lightly illuminated the darkness. Taka stood, sighing. He set the apple on the table and grinned to her. "Well well well, if it isn't Fiera." He murmured. "Who is she? She isn't part of the resistance." Fiera growled. "Oh! This is Keita. She's… Not from around here." His voice trailed.
"I can tell that just by looking at her, you dork," Fiera said, stepping out of shadows. Her dark brown eyes turned into rich honey color and her wood colored hair burned into a blazing inferno of light tinted fire. Fiera wore a gold shirt that had a bright red phoenix across it and black and white checkered pants. A few moments later, and the topic flew out the window; it was replaced when Taka shouted "At least when I walk around in towns when It's windy the people don't think my hairs on fire!" Fiera looked like a bomb that was about to explode in a matter of seconds. "You did not just go their, that was one time!!!" and after that they spoke in loud high pitched voices that could not be deciphered.