Where Looking Turns To Found
Okay so now I'm doing a Saiyuki one. I know I get a lot of things started then dun update regularly. In any case I started this in school so yeah most of my ideas come when I get bored in class. So on with it?
Disclaimer: I own Emerald. That's it. The rest belong to the famous creator person, who I am not; if I were, then the series would be done rather differently.
Chapter 1
Touch of Memory.
Emerald blinked "Where am I?" she muttered not opening her eyes. The first time had hurt enough. "Siaki? Is this some sort of treatment?" there was no reply, whoever Saiki was they were not there. She did open her eyes now, what was the last thing she remembered? She remembered gathering materials, but for what? And where was she now? Her eyes widened considerably "Where was Matt?" she thought aloud. He was always w9ith her, but he hadn't been earlier. Was it just earlier that day she remembered? Damn she wasn't sure. But she seemed all right for now. The question was, was it the same for Matt? Why had she been searching? What was it for? Had she found it? What about her twin? Was he here somewhere? Her head started to spin. She was injured she noticed suddenly. She could feel the texture of the bandages against her skin. How had she gotten hurt? Was it her stepmother? Had she sent another attacker? No, Emey would never have been caught off guard by the idiots she sent. Where was Saiki then, she normally stood watch over the injured twins. Emey took her chances pulling her self into an upright position. A wrenching pain tore into her stomach, and she turned to the right spilling blood over her pale lips. Blood, mixed with acids disgusting. "Shit got to get up." She muttered using the headboard as leverage. She didn't dare change her form in an unknown environment, even if she did heal faster in the other. She managed to make it out of her room. The walls were all done it dark colors, it was pretty, at least she assumed. The colors all seemed to run together to her. "Siaki?" she called once more. Still no reply from the healer, but then "Emey?" that voice was male, not Matt though. Nor was it any other person she could register. She turned gaze falling on the redhead behind her. Her eyes widened, he was a half-breed like her. How did he know her? "you shouldn't be up yet. Come on I'll take you back to your room." he was coming closer. Her eyes narrowed, and brows knit "Don't you dare touch me. I swear I will kill you." he stopped backing up a step hands in the air. He had no intention of harming her. Her grip on her form was slipping and she started to fall. He caught her "Come on just go lay back down." "Who are you?" she asked looking up into his face. Her eyes wouldn't focus. He froze.
