Shirley looked around her for escape, but all there was were flames, hot and blazing out of control. Not only that, they were getting closer. She noticed something though, the flames were changing color. They changed from blue to black, slowly dying down, then suddenly, just stopped. She felt the presence of someone there. The figure walked towards her, looking down at the ground. She suddenly recognized who it was.
"M...Mao...?" she whispered.
He looked up at her, giving her an awkward look, then gave a grim smile.
"So, the little angel is suddenly in the land of demons, eh?" Mao stated sarcastically.
Shirley was ready to run away, until he grabbed her wrist.
"You remember me, don't you? You do remember me, right, Shirley?"
She just stared stunned as Mao began to slowly lose it.
"You do remember me! So, why are you here? It couldn't possibly be to save your little prince can it?"
Shirley cringed a bit, trying to ignore the pain. His grip began to tighten.
"That must be it! There can't be any other reason! It's a shame though, I can't use Geass here. I still bet I can figure out what your thinking anyway. And you're thinking about saving your precious Lelouch."
His grip was so tight now, he was close to breaking her wrist. He lost it and grabbed her by the throat.
"Because of you and Lelouch, I never got to be with my lover C.2. What makes your think I'll just let you go be happy after you destroyed my happiness?"
Shirley grabbed at his hand, trying to pry it off of her throat, terrified of his psychotic laughter. The more she tried getting his hand off, the tighter his grip became.
"Should I just snap your neck here and let you lay in pain? No, that'd be too easy. It'll be okay though, I'll make sure I'm the only one who touches you."
He let go of her throat and threw her down, kneeling beside her. He brushed his hand softly along her cheek, which contridicted the look upon his face. He grabbed her upper arm tightly, lifting her up as he stood.
"I think that'll be fair! Right, Shirley? Doesn't that sound good?"
"No.. No!.. Let go of me... LET GO!"
A sudden blinding light emitted from Shirley. Mao let go of her and fell, with Shirley collapsing on the ground as well. Mao stumbled back up, even though he was still unable to see.
"How about this, Shirley? You become my lover for now? I'll chain you to me, and for everytime you try to escape, I'll chop off a part of your body! It'd be a shame to see such a beautiful thing as you like that, but it's only fair! It could be a lot of fun!"
Shirley couldn't listen to this anymore. She got up to run away, then realized her foot was stuck in vines from underneath. She tried to quickly untangle herself. Only then did she realize Mao was coming towards her, even though he was still blinded. She started to crawl away, but Mao fell over and latched onto her leg. He clawed into it.
"Let me go, Mao!"
"You still want to go, even after the great trade I just told you? I guess that means I have to chop off a part of you. I'll take this leg first then!"
Mao pulled a machete out of his shirt. Shirley reacted on impulse, and put her hands infront of his face.
"GET AWAY FROM ME, MAO!"
She focused all her energy to her hands, and once again, a blinding beam was emitted, only from her hands this time. As Mao clenched his hands against his face, Shirley quickly got up and ran with all her might.
Meanwhile, Mao laid there, waiting for his vision to focus.
"I... I tried... Will I be able to see C.C. now?"
A figure hiding in the shadows looked at Mao, contemplating Mao's request.
"I suppose you may, go to C's world Mao, we're done with you here."
The figure began to walk away.
"We shall figure another way of trapping her here."