Loneliness, that cold and faithful companion that almost everyone hates, but at the same time that many can love. It was not very understandable what she felt for that state, a girl in complete longing.

"No one lasts forever, why waste time in moments of friendship and love? If one day they would only be." A young white-haired woman writes what was said, full of a look of total sorrow, closing her diary of emotions to snuggle more between her legs in a fetal position; sobs came out of her mouth and tears clouded her crimson pupils, life was not fair… it was not fair at all.

Her painful lament was interrupted when she perceived the audible sound of a cracking branch, accompanied by footsteps and some laughter, as the girl could, she hid among some nearby bushes, the gloomy environment of those hours of the afternoon facilitated her escape.

She carefully watched over her unexpected visitors, normally at that time she was the only one in the forest, it was like that almost every day, but today was the exception that broke the rule.

-Today we have done a great team work, the beheading of that global warming activist was easier than I imagined, although I would have liked her to have defended herself a little more, it was a bit boring- a dark-skinned boy boasted, with visible lighter spots around his face.

"There is something I don't understand in all this, why does Her Majesty Ella Stolas care that Global Warming continues?" Asked with some curiosity a young albino a few centimeters shorter than his counterpart.

-I really don't know, I think he told me that he feels lonely or some shit like that-answering-the dark-haired selflessly to his partner- Now that the CG mission is finished, I'll call that damn privileged person to get us out of this dump , I can't stand this humanoid camouflage anymore- taking his phone out of one of the pockets of his trench coat.

"Being humans or demons, I think we still look great" clarified a dark-haired girl of the same height as the albino boy whose arm she happily grabbed.

The only spectator of her observed camouflaged in the shadows, biting her lips with extreme fear and terror, inside her a million questions arose for that trio, not even crazy would bother to ask them, the bag she was carrying dripped a thick crimson fluid; It really wasn't necessary to be Einstein to deduce that that trio had just committed a massacre, a bloody massacre, the goth girl's breathing with white hair began to falter, her brain told her to get the hell out as fast as she could to get away from those madmen, but his legs were held back by fear.

She was perplexed to see with her own eyes how a kind of infernal circle with the appearance of a portal opened in front of that mysterious trio, it only took a few seconds to enter, suddenly disappearing, leaving no trace or evidence of their presence in that place. With some caution the young woman came out of her hiding place rubbing her eyes as if in reality all that had been a dream.

It didn't matter that the days turned into weeks, the image of that trio disappearing in that mysterious portal to another dimension, made his curiosity and at the same time fear increase by 200%, with the stupid idea of going back to the forest every afternoon to return to find them, after their 3 week, they reappeared unexpectedly.

"Who the fuck are they?" whispered the goth hiding behind a tree, watching how they were marching in the same direction as her the first time she met them. On that occasion they brought with them some cases of instruments and two more sacks.

-Don't fuck with me, don't shit, shit -the taller boy snorted frightened and anguished desperately checking the pockets of his trench coat and pants- It seems that I dropped my gun- I growled with concern- You can tell Stolas that we can meet leave, while I look around for my weapon-he ordered with his gaze on the floor going back between his steps.

The couple only agreed to her command, as the tallest boy scrutinized every inch of land, he unconsciously approached her sniffer little by little, the girl still in her hiding place detailed the stunning boy from head to toe; there was something in that mysterious boy that caught his attention, there was nothing in particular but rather as a whole, he really didn't know for sure what it was; it could be his picturesque black callus adorned with light white locks, subtly shaved at the sides dyed a bizarre vivacious red, or it could be his elegant and somewhat eccentric attire.