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Lloyd's POV
Since the meeting of the two people in the woods, Cole had been acting different.
On edge.
Whenever we had questioned him about what had happened he immediately shut the conversation down.
He just stood looking out of one of the windows that was situated in the training room of the monastery.
Still, unmoving. His scythe still tightly in his grip, his knuckles going white with effort.
Anyone who had knew Cole for as long as I had, knew that he was deep in thought. He did it a lot before a fight. It helped him compose his thoughts, clear his mind.
But now he seemed… different.
His brow creased differently and his eyes was set on the horizon that the window revealed.
I walked slowly up to him, maybe I could get some information out of him about what had happened.
"Cole?" I said from behind him.
Cole jumped. He actually jumped! I had never even seen him flinch.
"Yes? What is it, Lloyd?" He asked, a slight edge to his voice.
"Are you okay? I questioned, looking up at him.
He looked down at me, his eyes wavering under my stare.
"I'm fine." He whispered, turning away.
That ended the conversation…
I walked away from Cole, leaving him alone.
Entering the dining hall, I found the rest of the team sat quietly around the table.
All eyes turned to me when I entered.
"Anything?" Kai asked, meaning 'Did I get anything from Cole?'
"No, nothing, he's acting weird." I admitted as I pulled a chair up to the table.
I turned to Uncle Wu who sat at the head of the table.
"Do you know what's wrong?" I asked.
Sensei Wu heft a big sigh and set his eyes on every member of the group individually.
"Everyone has their secrets, it is not for me to tell." Sensei Wu said.
"So you do know something!" Jay shouted from the other side of the table.
Kai shot Jay a look and he piped down.
Silence settled around the table.
Broken by a frantic knocking at the door.
"I'll get it!" Came the dishevelled voice of Cole as he finally left his post for the first time in a few hours.
Next came the noise of the door being flung open and the sound of shuffling feet.
Then a thump, as if someone had hit the floor?...
Then Cole ran into the room with a limp form held in his arms.
His voice caught in his throat, "Guys, help. There's blood…"