Today, Rin left to go back to New Zealand to continue her studies. The rest of the team were out practicing, but I pleaded if I could skip just that time and Tatsuya understood. In the airport, while waiting for her plane, we talked for what seemed like hours and we were planning on our future and everything. She told me she wanted to be an architect and design many buildings, while I told her I wanted a simple life in the countryside. A farmer will suffice. I think growing vegetables and fruits is neat.

The moment her flight was called and she stepped onto the platform, I felt my chest squeeze and my nose became a bit runny. It felt like I was missing a part of me and I didn't like it. I closed my eyes and told myself not to be selfish again; Rin going back to New Zealand will bring her lots of opportunities and I don't want to bring her down. It's for the best.

I rode my ATs and was heading back to our practice area, when I felt something explode on my right AT, which caused me to topple violently and smash my head onto a nearby wall. I groaned and brought my foot closer to me, but I felt a short pang of pain and I quickly let go. I must have sprained my ankle. I breathed heavily and realized that there weren't many people around, barely anyone actually. Thank goodness or my fall would have been extremely embarrassing.

I narrowed my eyes to study my right air treck and I saw that my back wheel was loose and on the verge of falling off, which was weird because I just fixed my ATs last week. I bit my lip and shrugged the thought of. I placed a hand on the wall that I banged my head on for support and stood on my left leg, carefully trying not to put any pressure on my throbbing right foot. I felt my arm quiver at the inability to support all my weight, I snarled and then suddenly, I felt an arm around my upper back.

"Careful," the voice said as he or she helped me up. I turned slightly and I saw an ebony-haired girl in her early twenties, holding me.

"T-thanks...!" I muttered awkwardly while her arm still rested around my back.

"I was at the corner of the street when I saw you fall. It looked pretty bad so I ran as fast as I could." She grinned with a hint of nervousness. I then spotted a small scar on her lip. Regardless, she was still good-looking, but somewhere between her stunning chocolate eyes, I could have sworn I saw them twinkle with dark obscurity. Also, especially the fact that lately these days, someone had been terrorizing the neighborhood and beating people up so much that they look nearly disfigured. "Can you walk?"

"Uhh…" I mumbled and applied the tiniest force on my right foot, but as quickly as it went, I felt myself jump at the sting. "It's okay, I umm…I'll call a taxi." I smiled lightly. "Thank you for the offer, but y—"

"Oh, hey! I know that emblem!" She exclaimed, looking at my jacket. I looked down at my jacket and realized it was the logo of our team and my signature logo, the Ace of Spades. "'The Royal Clubs', rght?! I've seen you guys battle, I'm a huge fan!" I grinned widely at the recognition. "Oh wow, this is such a coincidence! Ah, I know! I'll fix your air treck." She laughed heartedly. "Come, I know a place." Despite her friendly attitude, something was telling me I shouldn't go with her. I never liked strangers.

She then continued to help me walk and we then entered an old warehouse, not too far from the place of my little accident. It was empty and worn-out, holding only a few cargo boxes. While in the area, I staggered to walk by myself and thanked her profusely. "I'm gonna enjoy this." I heard her say from the behind, her voice oozing with amusement. I choppily turned to ask her whether she lived here or not when out of a sudden, I saw her fist increase in size and I felt an immense blow on my face that later knocked me unconscious. I just hope I didn't break my jaw or else I wouldn't be able to eat.

I groaned at the pain on my head and groggily opened my eyes. I blinked quickly at the blaring light that was blinding me. I then looked down and I found myself strapped onto a chair, my arms tied behind my back.

"Oh, you're awake." I heard a masculine voice say and I saw his figure approach me.

"Thank you." I said dazedly, but I immediately snapped myself mentally when I realized what I had just said and my current position finally dawned onto me. I felt myself panic and breathe heavily immediately. "What the hell!" I growled and wriggled beneath the straps, but they were too tight.

He laughed in amusement. He was a man probably in his early twenties as well, he had neat, blonde hair that cascaded onto his shoulders, and he was tall. His eyes were large and slightly droopy, while his lips were petite and curvy. "I've never seen you before, what do you want with me?" I asked in desperation as my voice trembled in fear. "If it's money you want, I'm sorry I can't give it to you—my dad's not rich." I explained quickly. It was true, my dad isn't rich and my mom filed a divorce a few years ago. The weird thing was, the separation didn't bother me much.

"It's okay, I won't hurt you." He replied, taking a nearby chair and sitting on it as he faced me. Did he not want money? Maybe-I gasped and I felt myself choke. Were they going to chop up my body parts and sell them?

"What do you want?" I pleaded and I felt myself tear up.

"I'm sorry." He frowned a bit and his feature softened. He wasn't intimidating-looking, but I was scared out of my mind, I felt like crying and yelling, but no one would hear me. Just then, the thought of my team occurred to me. Could they possibly be looking for me? I then started crying and the thought of me crying in front of a stranger, a guy nonetheless, made me weep even more. "Don't cry," he hushed gently, patting my head.

"Please…let me go," I begged between my desperate cries, fixing my gaze on his faltering eyes. "Please." My voice cracked as the tears ran wildly across my face.

He closed his eyes and sighed, "I—"

"Sai, that's enough." I heard another proclaim, his daunting voice echoing within the empty warehouse. I looked around to see where he was, my breathing was becoming unstable by the second. Was he the one that brought me here? My heart continued to race while I forced myself to stop crying. And in that moment, behind the creeping, sinister shadows, my eyes then locked onto a pair of the stormiest emerald eyes I've ever seen that caused my heart to stop. It was him.

The wild, countless nightmares that I experienced years ago then persistently bombarded my decaying mind, striking infinitely with no sign of mercy nor stopping. The excruciating torture, the anguish, and the pure agony that I had to go through were draining my last drop of sanity and I felt the monster within me awaken violently. I screamed a piercing roar like I was being burnt alive and the tremendously painful nightmares were causing my tears to run indefinitely, scorching my condemned face. I then felt my lifeless body go limp and accepted my fate that I was going to die in his hands tonight.

"Oh, good. I see you still remember me, my sweet, little kitten."

A/N: The Downfall is coming to an end and thank you very much for supporting me all the way through! Still, I might add extra chapter(s) if you guys want to :)

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