Crimson Dust: Help
The opening of the city was quite an event. People rushed in, looked everywhere and enyojed themselves. It got quieter around five hours ago...
I sigh and log off. I put the headgear away and look at Lara who is still logged in, she has a peaceful smile on her face.
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Three more days pass and I am allowed to go into school again, the school covered for me, pretending that I was helping some company. I pass the infirmary, it seems the winner of the central continents tournament somehow ended up on the east continent, that's at least what the doctor and teacher in there say.
In class I see Lan and her brother. I sit down on my chair and listen to my classmates chatter /Maybe I should visit the Central continent?/ I debate it over and over again and decide to try out how far the teleportation spell can transport once that Prince is back on his continent.
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„Puh! I trained a lot today..." I stride through Redforest aimless /I wonder if he's here today.../ My face feels a bit warm and I decide to head back since it seems I trained so much that my body's already warm.
Someone grabs my arm „Are you going already?"
I would regognize that voice everywhere, my eyes widen in horror and I try to break free. I fire several spells but he casts a barrier around himself. Dread comes up and I feel painfully empty, my eyes start to water.
I swallow the lump in my throat and cry as loud as I can „HELP! HELP ME! PLEASE, SOMEONE!"
I continue to cry and he grips my arm tighter „Crying won't help. I will send you to the revival point and prevent you from logging out. Then I'll kill your real body. This time nobody will help you... Hihihi" he snickers „You will die Chaos Devastion!"
„I don't know someone like that!" I shout at him.
„That's you. I and your parents are all from the same organisation, you know that. You brought everyone into prison, only I escaped. You're the daughter of our previous leader, Chaos 11. That makes you Chaos 12, the organisations name is Devastion, that makes you Chaos Devastion" he explains neutral.
„...I- I'm not! I'm me! I'm Zita Yakira and no one else! It's your own fault that you got into prison! You murdered people!" I yell back with tears in my eyes.
„You know what-" he starts with hate in his voice „-forget it. I'm just gonna kill you now here and then in real live. DIE!" He starts to draw a sword and aims at me.
I close my eyes, waiting for an impact that never came. I hear metal break and open my eyes, Dictator stands before me, protecting me.
Dictator sends him to the revival point and turns his head to me „The revival point is closed off and will prevent him from logging out, you should contact someone to find his real body, he's a prison escapee"
Tears gather in my eyes again and I start to cry uncontrollable. I suddenly feel him hugging me while he pats my head, I start to cry even more. I bury my face in his chest and grip him with my hands, fearing he might disappear.
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I heard her shout for help and immidantly run up to her. After I sent that person to the revival point I see her cry and take her into my arms whilst I pat her head. She burys her head in my chest and grips me tightly. I feel shaken seeing her cry and hold her closer to myself, how could I let this happen? I don't understand why I feel like this in the first place but I don't want to see her cry, it makes me feel like I failed.
Her shaking body reminds me of a glass doll dancing on the edge of a table, trying not to fall and shatter. Her grip loosens and she stops to cry and shiver but makes no move.
„Are you alright now?" I wonder in a low voice.
She nods her head and I let go of her but she grabs my arm „Will you accompany me back? I don't want to go alone..."
„Of course" I smile at her and she suddenly flushes /I really don't understand her... but it looks cute somehow/
After we arrived at Crimson Dust I bid her farewell and leave. Something inside me hurts... but why? It always does when she isn't there...
