Chapter Four
Kira never felt so alone or so vulnerable as she did just now. Sitting in one of the containment cells on the Halo, Kira had her back pressed against the cold steel hull. Some how she hoped if she backed into the wall far enough, she could just sink into oblivion and would not have to face Wolf and his scathing suspicious looks.
"But he had a right to be suspicious," Kira thought to herself. She still remembered how she turned her back on him and in doing so, on her father too. Kira felt the tears of despair threatening to spill and felt her chest tighten with anguish. God help her, she loved both of them to no bounds, but one was alive and the other was not. So shouldn't she do her best to keep the one that is alive with her as long as possible?
"He's not really alive and the only reason Arimis is dead is because of Smith," Kira's inner voice interjected. "You're a horrible person."
Kira nearly jumped ten feet into the air when she heard someone knock on the door to her holding cell. She found that rather odd, considering she was technically their prisoner until she could prove without a doubt that she was on their side.
"Come in?" Kira wasn't sure if the person was asking for permission or if they were giving her a fighting chance and to prepare herself for the interrogation. Kira held her breath as she heard the locks turn and the door handle groan in protest for being disturbed. As the door swung open, she saw the tall and impressive form of Wolf standing in the doorframe. Kira remembered how Wolf's size made her feel safe as a child, but now it made her cower in fear and shame.
"Come on, we'll talk in the mess hall." Wolf's tone was brusque but not overly harsh. Kira tried to get herself to move, but felt trapped. A part of her wanted to laugh at herself. Was this the same person that was willing face an agent? And yet, she cowered like a little girl in front of this man. Why?
"That's simple, you're afraid he will know you are a traitor," Kira thought.
"I'm not going to hurt you, Kira." Wolf sounded irritated. Kira straightened up stepped off the cot.
"I'm not a coward, Wolf." Kira glared at him with defiance. Wolf only looked at her with his mismatched-colored eyes. He couldn't help notice how much Kira was starting to look like her mother. Her green eyes were definitely Nina's and so was the cold wrath that radiated from them. But Kira's strong personality was all her father's. Her demeanor and poise all came from Arimis. She was definitely his daughter and was born to lead.
"I know." He motioned her to follow him. Kira waited for his back to be fully turned to her when she started to follow. Kira could hear what Smith had told her in her head. The lines had been drawn and now she was officially on the other side and could never go back. She had to forget about him, but Kira knew she couldn't, not now, not ever. She just hoped that she was a good enough actress to make them believe that she could forget him and have forgotten him.
Kira never felt so alone or so vulnerable as she did just now. Sitting in one of the containment cells on the Halo, Kira had her back pressed against the cold steel hull. Some how she hoped if she backed into the wall far enough, she could just sink into oblivion and would not have to face Wolf and his scathing suspicious looks.
"But he had a right to be suspicious," Kira thought to herself. She still remembered how she turned her back on him and in doing so, on her father too. Kira felt the tears of despair threatening to spill and felt her chest tighten with anguish. God help her, she loved both of them to no bounds, but one was alive and the other was not. So shouldn't she do her best to keep the one that is alive with her as long as possible?
"He's not really alive and the only reason Arimis is dead is because of Smith," Kira's inner voice interjected. "You're a horrible person."
Kira nearly jumped ten feet into the air when she heard someone knock on the door to her holding cell. She found that rather odd, considering she was technically their prisoner until she could prove without a doubt that she was on their side.
"Come in?" Kira wasn't sure if the person was asking for permission or if they were giving her a fighting chance and to prepare herself for the interrogation. Kira held her breath as she heard the locks turn and the door handle groan in protest for being disturbed. As the door swung open, she saw the tall and impressive form of Wolf standing in the doorframe. Kira remembered how Wolf's size made her feel safe as a child, but now it made her cower in fear and shame.
"Come on, we'll talk in the mess hall." Wolf's tone was brusque but not overly harsh. Kira tried to get herself to move, but felt trapped. A part of her wanted to laugh at herself. Was this the same person that was willing face an agent? And yet, she cowered like a little girl in front of this man. Why?
"That's simple, you're afraid he will know you are a traitor," Kira thought.
"I'm not going to hurt you, Kira." Wolf sounded irritated. Kira straightened up stepped off the cot.
"I'm not a coward, Wolf." Kira glared at him with defiance. Wolf only looked at her with his mismatched-colored eyes. He couldn't help notice how much Kira was starting to look like her mother. Her green eyes were definitely Nina's and so was the cold wrath that radiated from them. But Kira's strong personality was all her father's. Her demeanor and poise all came from Arimis. She was definitely his daughter and was born to lead.
"I know." He motioned her to follow him. Kira waited for his back to be fully turned to her when she started to follow. Kira could hear what Smith had told her in her head. The lines had been drawn and now she was officially on the other side and could never go back. She had to forget about him, but Kira knew she couldn't, not now, not ever. She just hoped that she was a good enough actress to make them believe that she could forget him and have forgotten him.