AN: Hey all! Sorry this is so late, I've been a little busy. Naslazhdat'sya!
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Chapter 10: Drift On
Lynn wandered the halls after he left. She pushed past the blabbering doctor, on a mission to go somewhere that she didn't have the directions to.
She tried to remember what happened, what she had done, but she couldn't. She wouldn't let herself process the extent of her injuries, those she had and those she had inflicted. She clutched at her chest gasping in pain, but she knew that it wasn't because of her crushed ribs or fractured arm. It was because of him.
She depended on him so much, but she would never admit it, to herself or to him. He was gone because of her. She couldn't accept that there was some things that she couldn't handle on her own, there were some things that she did not have under control. But she had him, who could help her. She didn't have to be alone. She finally realized that though she could not do everything by herself, she had someone who could help her through anything. Together.
The realization hit her so fast that it was not long until she discovered something else. It was so new, yet so old. She had not had this feeling for anyone in a very long time, so long, in fact, she was beginning to wonder if she was even capable of having this emotion.
She loved him.
She was about to break into a sprint to his room to fix what she had done, when something stopped her.
A parade of red shirts marched down the hall, and in the center of their merry band was what Lynn believed to be the attacker.
His presence was imminent, you could feel it in the room. It was suffocating, slowly absorbing all the oxygen throughout the space. He seemed to be aware of everything, taking it all in. And then it was as if she was frozen in time, unable to breathe.
He was looking right at her, like he could see through her. Their eyes met, and the moment seemed to go on forever. He looked at her with almost a glimmer of surprise at first, as if she was an old friend he had bumped into at the store. It was soon replaced with a knowing smile, revealing his sharpened fangs. He seemed to be threatening her without a word passing his lips, a promise that would be kept. She shivered, and time began once again. He moved on with the marching band of red, the grin never leaving his face.
She was very unnerved at the encounter, and she was sure that he knew it. She tried desperately to shake it off, but the feeling of suffocation still lingered.
On the verge of a panic attack, she rushed into the mechanical bay. She didn't let herself breathe until she was lying safely on the catwalk. She let her legs dangle over the edge, slowing closing her eyes.
As soon as she did, she was plagued with flashes of his green reptilian eyes, staring right through to the deepest part of herself. It was like he knew everything about her, past, present, future, just by a glance. He was always there, he always had been.
And he always would be.
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"You took longer than I had previously anticipated," he chastised coolly. He had been standing towards the wall when Lynn came in, but he immediately turned to face her the moment her foot hit the floor.
His gaze struck her as intense as before, but it took every fiber of her being to not freeze over. Her resolve stood firm, and she nonchalantly breezed over to his cell.
He was very tall, with deep skin. He wore elegant clothes, in various shades of dark grey and crimson. He must have been a part of high society, or at least very wealthy. Half of his head was shaved, but his scarlet hair hung over his face, almost shielding one of his snake-like eyes. He had a long mouth, almost to his ears. Everything about his face was sharp, from his nose to his eyes. He was, to say the least, very intimidating.
"I would like to know why I seem to be so fascinating to you. I do not appreciate your particular attitude towards me," she stated, trying to put on her most business-like air she could muster. She couldn't sleep with his eyes staring back at her, she needed answers.
He smirked slyly at that, cutting straight through her mask. He saw everything that she was trying so desperately to hide, and he enjoyed her discomfort towards the situation. She was not used to being on this side of the glass. He turned away from her, allowing the stifling silence to continue.
"What do you want from me?" She was becoming increasingly desperate, her resolve crumbling. He was smothering her without even touching her. She couldn't take this for very much longer.
"Everything, you stupid girl," he hissed. He tried to put back on his royal façade, and let a pause go on for longer than it should have. "You really don't know, do you?"
Her face twisted in confusion. She had no idea what he was trying to get at. She couldn't go on without oxygen for this long, and she was beginning to cave. "Don't know what? I don't understand."
"Of course you don't," he whispered. He turned to her, eyes burning with intensity, a smile stretched menacingly across his face, "…sister."
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AN: Drama bomb alert! The next chapter will help you to understand a bit better. Please follow, review and favorite! Live Long and Prosper!