Amora followed Pietro through the town, watching as he took the tiniest alley's, always looking over his shoulder, and looking back at Amora to see if she was still behind him. She couldn't help but feel like this was a different person as he glanced out and ushered her to follow him quickly across the street. Nearly all of the streets he brought her through were deserted so she didn't see what he could possibly be looking for. Every time she opened her mouth to say something, Pietro immediately turned to her and told her to hush. He didn't even relax until he walked over to an old theatre and turned around to her as she slowly walked out and glanced up at the building.
"You're kidding, right?" Amora asked, "Isn't this a little bit dramatic… pun intended"
Pietro couldn't help but give her a smile and shrugged, "And here I thought you would think this is the coolest thing ever"
"I'll give it that" Amora turned and glanced around at the buildings around them, "Aren't you afraid of being seen?"
"This part of town has been abandoned for years" Pietro glanced around, "Only a few security guards and teenagers come through here"
She gave a nod and looked up that the building one more time, "It looks nice"
"See, now you're warming up to it" Pietro smiled back to her, "Want to see the inside? It's not really much but I made the top floor into a little apartment if you can call it that"
"I would love to see it" Amora said as she walked over to the front door.
Pietro reached out and grabbed a hold of her hand, "Not that way"
With his hand still in hers, he made his way over to yet another alley as Amora glanced up at the maroon building with dark yellow borders. It had to have been bright red and yellow but no one has since cleaned it up and left this beautiful building abandoned. Pietro heaved open a heavy metal door and let her inside a dark hallway as he slammed the door shut and bolted it. Amora continued to walk until she noticed at the end of the hall she was standing on a stage with almost 30 rows of chairs on the bottom floor.
Amora couldn't help but let out a chuckle, "Okay, this is pretty cool"
"Told you" Pietro said from behind her, "Took me about an hour and a half to clean up the whole place but ever since then, I would come here to get away-"
"From the man who wants my blood" Amora told him.
Pietro hesitated before he sidenodded, "Something like that"
"Are you ever going to tell me something beyond that?" she asked him.
He shifted uncomfortably and looked down to his shoes, something that is completely unlike Pietro. Normally, he would've laughed and mocked her from telling her the truth. Amora sighed and turned to walk off the stage when Pietro suddenly appeared in front of her.
"It's not that I don't want to tell you" Pietro immediately said.
"Then what is it?" Amora argued.
"I- I just don't know what i-is safe to tell y-you a-and what i-isn't" Pietro stammered.
Amora gave him a questionable look, "Okay… then tell me how you're still alive, did he do some kind of weird… Frankenstein thing to you?"
"Not exactly" Pietro shrugged, "I don't know what happened, just that I woke up and noticed that I wasn't in Sokovia anymore"
"And you didn't bother to ask?" Amora let out.
"I was in shock, Amora, I didn't know what to think" Pietro let out, "It took me about a whole day to remember my life and since then, it's been different"
Amora crossed her arms over her chest, "Different, how?"
Pietro let out a sigh and ran a hand over his face as he walked around the stage, not knowing what to say to her, it was complicated enough that Amora was already here and not knowing what kind of danger she was in. He looked over to the young goddess with her hands on her hips, expecting a response.
"Remember the last time, I had a headache and left?" Pietro tried.
Amora thought for a moment before she nodded, "What of it?"
"That's the thing… I know it's strange but, I don't remember much about what happens after that" Pietro let out, "I get a headache, run to him, and do whatever it is I'm supposed to do"
Amora squinted her eyes, "And you don't remember at all who it is that you're being summoned to?"
"Just his face, he's never really mentioned his name" Pietro thought for a moment, "But I know there are others… I can't be the only one doing his dirty work"
Amora shifted and slowly sat down on the floor as she gazed up at him, Pietro actually looked terrified of not only what he was explaining but also what he is telling her.
She asked, "How do we stop him?"
Pietro glanced to her, "What?"
"How do we stop him?" Amora repeated, "You think I'm going to just sit around and let you be controlled by this man?"
"Amora, you don't understand… he knows about you and wants your blood. If you go against this guy, you might lose" Pietro told her.
"But at what extent? You are being controlled by someone you don't even know and doing Odin knows what under his will" Amora said, "Don't you want to be free?"
"I am" Pietro waved his arms around the space, "I get to live here and pay no rent"
"Then go and see your sister" Amora commanded, "Tell her that you're alive"
Pietro stopped and looked to his fingers as Amora said, "You can't, can you? You're afraid that she's going to do the same thing I'm doing right now"
Pietro hesitated even more as Amora was about to push the topic further before stopping and realizing that he was afraid; too afraid to talk about this subject, to know that Amora was even here, and that she wants to willingly put himself in danger for him. She then got up and slowly walked over to him and placed her hand on his arm. Pietro slowly turned his eyes to her and stared before Amora leaned in and kissed him on his cheek then wrapped her arms over his shoulders and this time he immediately returned the affection with wrapping his arms around her waist. Amora closed her eyes and relished in this moment, knowing that Pietro was here and that this wasn't an illusion. Pietro seemed to be thinking that way too as he held her more tightly then he had the last couple of times they found each other.
"We're together now and that's all that matters"
