AN: This chapter contains mild gore. Proceed with caution.

Murder

The sword pierced the Au'ra's body, her delicate face twisted in agony and shock. Blood gushed from the wound in her stomach, coating her clothes, skin, and the weapon. The red liquid was jarring against her smooth pale skin

"Wisty..why?" She choked, her mouth gurgling more blood, leaking out from her jaw as she spoke. She began to slide down against the wall she was cornered against, finally crashing down when Wisteria pulled out the sword.

The woman's eyes were dyed an unholy red. A deeper color than the fluid stained on her face. Dark smoke was pouring from her skin, clouding the room in its demonic mist

"Wild.." she crooned, a sickening smile plastered on her face.

She erupted into laughter, the sound starting off like the soft tinkling of a bell, and slowly morphing into the howls of a beast like no other

The injured woman trembled, pushing herself further up against the wall. To say she was frightened was a massive understatement. She could only hope to be spared her life in this room.

The red eyes glowed in the black mist now enveloping everything in the room, she was unable to see the figure of the Au'ra she once knew.

"Wisty..Wisty please...don't do this" she called out to the figure she could no longer see clearly. She wanted to live, she desperately wanted to live. She was ready to beg for her life she just wanted to live please she just wanted to live

"Wisty don't…." she whispered, as she watched the figure raise the coated sword once more, pointing the tip towards the woman's throat.

Her last words were spoken into the dead silence. The sound of her throat being pierced, and her screams announced the end of her life.

"Wist have you heard from Wild at all?" A face popped up in front of hers.

Wisteria jumped, she had been sitting in front of the fire pit in their lawn and didn't see nor hear the person coming. She looked towards them to find a familiar face.

"Oh, Mari. No..no I haven't" she shook her head to further reinforce her point

The Mi'qote frowned, crossing her arms as her ears flattened against her head. Mariko Sakurai was one of the few people who had conversed with Wild frequently after leaving their free company. It was quite odd she of all people would ask something like that

"She hasn't talked to you recently?" Wist asked, furrowing her brow.

Mari shook her head. "I keep trying to use our linkpearl but I just don't get a response. I thought maybe she was mad at me or something but..anyone else I ask says they haven't heard from her either"

Mari huffed. Her concern was overwhelming her slowly.

"I don't know, Maybe she's busy?" The Au'ra offered.

"Maybe.." Mari replied.