Chapter 3

Chapter 3

Light was sleeping on the couch while I was watching TV. Well, I wasn't really watching TV. I was watching Light sleep. But I was pretending I was watching TV. Ever since Light had saved me, received his name and came to live with us, he would always watch over me in his calm and gentle way. Even if I was a little twelve-year-old who acted like a nine-year-old. And several days after that, I realized I didn't see him as my brother. If he was my brother, my heart wouldn't beat so fast when he picked me up. So I would make it a daily habit to tell Light that I loved him. At first, he would drop whatever he was holding and turn a dark shade of red. But after a few weeks of it, he got used to it.

"Oh really?" he would say indifferently.

"Yes!" I would yell. "I love you thiiiiiiiiis much!" And I would stick my arms out to show how many feet I loved him. Light would bring a hand through my hair and laugh softly. But soon after that, Light got Geostigma, and I stopped altogether.

Light wasn't snoring, and it was bugging me. I knew I snored. Very loudly. Light would tell me every morning that I woke him up because of my snoring. Then I would punch him and stick my tongue out at him.

That guy from yesterday was on the news again. He seemed even angrier today.

"Get out of my face," he yelled before walking away again.

I stuck my tongue out at him.

"Jeez, you're such a baby!" I yelled at the blond man.

There was a knock at the door. I ran to the door and opened it.

"Hello?" I said.

There was a man standing there. He had long, silver hair and a cool smile on his face. He was clad in all leather.

"Hello," he said calmly. There was an uncomfortable silence. I noticed there was a gun in his belt.

"Do you have… the Stigma?" he asked me. I shook my head. He was scaring me. I tried to close the door, but he stuck his foot in between it and forced it open. God, he was strong!

"Does your brother have it, maybe?" he said.

"No," I lied.

"Then what's that black spot by his neck?"

"I don't know," I said. "Please leave."

The man looked at me, long and hard.

"We have found a cure for Geostigma."

My heart skipped a beat.

"What?"

"We have found…the cure." A smile came on his lips. "Wouldn't you be a rather unloving sister if you let your brother suffer because of your stupidity?"

"How much does it cost?" I asked breathlessly.

"Well, we are looking for someone rather… important to us." He smiled again. "We are looking for Mother."

"Mother?" I asked.

"We want a Reunion. But we are missing our Mother. And we can't have a true Reunion without Mother." It all sounded a bit strange to me. But if what this man said was true… what if they had a cure for Light?

"What can I do for the cure?" I said eagerly. He smiled.

"Why don't you come with me so I can discuss it with my brothers."

My gut told me it was stupid, but it all made perfect sense to my brain.

"Okay," I heard myself say. I looked at Light before closing the door behind me.

"Don't worry," the man said as he grabbed my shoulder. "You'll be home before supper."

Although my brain said it was totally fine, I couldn't shake that awful feeling off of me. The man took me to a truck and swung me in the back. He must have thought I was twelve. If it wasn't for the slight indication of a chest, I would have thought I was twelve too.

There were other children. They all had Geostigma. One girl had it all along her arm, a boy had it on his forehead. I shifted uneasily as the man started the truck and started to drive away.

"Do they really have a cure?" I whispered to the girl with the Stigma along her arm.

"Yeah," she whispered back. "But you don't have the Stigma, do you?"

I shook my head.

"My brother does."

"Then why isn't he here?"

Why wasn't he here with me? Again, my gut told me he should be here with me because he was the one who had Geostigma and not me, but my brain told me it was fine.

I still couldn't shake off the feeling I had made a bad mistake. I looked behind me. Maybe I should jump off. Just as I was about to, my legs stopped me. I tried again, but my legs refused. Something was wrong. Something was terribly wrong. My legs never refused like that.

Panicking, I looked through the window into the driver's seat. The man sat there, smirking at me. He tricked me.

"He tricked us!" I cried. "There is no cure! It's a big trap!"

"What are you talking about?" the girl with the Stigma on her arm said. "They found the cure." She said it so convincing. I was wrong.

"I'm sorry," I stammered as I sat back down. "You're right." I wasn't though. I knew I was right. That man was messing with my head. He was messing with all our heads. I wished I had stayed home. I wondered if Light was up yet. I wondered if he even noticed I was gone. I shook my head. Of course he would notice I was gone. I was his everything. Wasn't I?

The truck came to a stop. By that time, I was very frightened. We weren't in Midgar anymore. Why hadn't I paid better attention to my surroundings? We were in a white forest. What? It was dark. How did that happen so fast?

"Come on." The man opened the truck and looked at me, that smirk on his face again. "You better stick with me."

I numbly climbed off of the truck. He grabbed my shoulder and started to push me towards the lake. There were two other men. One had short, silver hair, and the other had silver hair that came to his chin. The one with short hair held another girl with a bow in her hair. She seemed about six. She looked very scared. I imagined my face looking like that too.

"Who is this?" the man with chin-length hair asked, looking from me to the man holding me.

"I found the boy," he answered calmly.

"Then where is he?!" the man with chin-length hair demanded.

"He has the Stigma as well," the man holding me said. The man with chin-length hair laughed. "I thought he would be more cooperative with some… leverage."

Oh no. Now I was being held as ransom?!

"I shall inform the professor." The man smirked. "Take the girl to him. See if she can be of any use to him."

Oh God. Where was my infamous mouth at a time like this?! I couldn't speak. What was going on? Why did they want Light?!

"Come along now." The man holding me hit me on the back of the head with something heavy. I blacked out.

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