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Love & Hate

"Impressive," Sayer smirks, watching Selene train.

Selene's training is different from the others. She doesn't duel anyone herself, she sits between two duellists and predicts the cards they draw. Sometimes, she even manages to recite the special effects, like she did just now. She's been taking the training well. It isn't too stressful for her and won't put her health at risk. Of course, the doctors finally found out what the problem was. It's an emotional pain that is so great the only way her body can cope with it is to convert it into physical pain. Sayer frowns, it seems that she isn't as perfect as he had initially thought. It might be a problem if he can't make that pain go away. She needs to be completely focused on the tasks that she will have to perform, because he's not willing to lose everything again. He won't lose everything again. He leans over to a microphone.

"That's enough for today,"

Selene looks up at the shaded glass. She can't see him, but she knows he's up there. There's just something that makes her feel queasy about her training being over. Still, she gets up and tucks the chair back in before obediently leaving the room. She knows that she doesn't have any willpower, not even enough to stand up to his decisions. Fear creeps into her mind as she follows him through a maze of hallways with the same steel walls. Nothing about the place can be deemed particularly nice. It has a stale feeling about it, like it's not a place where you can relax without a consequence. She clasps her hands in front of her and reminds herself to just be patient. Although what she should be patient for, she's not too sure. Selene forces down her escalating panic and fear, she doesn't want to lose her calm façade. Sayer stops at a steel door, and her panic rises again.

"You've been doing so well in your training that I think I might reward you," Sayer smiles down at Selene.

"Reward me?" Selene asks, as if unsure of the very meaning itself.

"Yes," he replies. "You have some spare time until dinner. Why don't you take a walk?"

With that said, he pushes open the door. Selene's eyes widen at the wide expanse of vivid, pristine viridian forest. She stares at the chirping of birds and the gentle breeze. Fresh air, and flowers and life. She's almost overcome with happiness, but she just wanders out slowly. Sayer watches her carefully, eying her every move. He's been wondering how long it's going to be before she can go out on an actual assignment. As meticulous as his plans seem, he's really quite an impatient person. Selene turns to look at him, confusion evident in her clear eyes. He signals with his hand to the forest and the greenery and the freedom of it all.

Selene can taste the freedom in the crisp, clean air. She can feel the silken soft grass under her feet. The soft, warming rays of sunlight tickle her skin. She looks at him, confused by his sudden generosity. Though she doesn't dare question his motives. She doesn't have the confidence to do that. Tentatively, she takes another step out into the open, well aware that he's watching her. He's going to let her roam freely and without guidance. Not many people dare to come to the mountain, and there are security cameras just in case she manages to lose her way or roam too far. No, Sayer isn't a worried man. He knows how to protect his plans, and who to protect them from. He's really quite pleased with the genius that is his mind. Unbeknownst to him though, there were people who can take everything away from him. People that are closer than he thinks; care and precision were never his strong points anyway.

Selene on the other hand is pleased to be out. She doesn't complain about the bright sun which is now scorching her light sensitive eyes, instead she takes refuge under the shade of a tree. She doesn't mourn the loss of purpose, because there is peace and harmony. She's happy to be out. It's her first taste of true freedom in so long. She doesn't know what to make of it, or what to do with herself. After years of living in that town, feeling trapped but voicing nothing, she's finally free. There's nothing she has to do. No one she needs to run from. It's a strange mixture of relief and strain. She doesn't know how to express herself.

Slowly, Selene starts moving away from the cold, endlessly grey building. It's happening again, she's getting restless. Restlessness is just as uncomfortable as an itch you can't quite scratch. It's a torment that circles your mind, and it refuses to let your thought drift elsewhere. She quickly reaches a lake. A crystal clear blue lake. The sun shimmers off the surface like a magical trail of dust, and she leans forward, curious. Very suddenly, she's itching to touch it. The water taunts her with the soft little splash, splash, splash from touching the side of the lake. She edges closer, having no memory of anything so beautiful. Selene crouches by it tentatively, and reaches out her hand to the surface.

The water is cool as it slips through her fingers; a pleasant sensation. She dips her hand in deeper, as though feeling around for something, but the lake is clear. There's nothing below the water's surface, all it has in it is water. The lake is empty, yet Selene keeps reaching for something. Eventually she catches something between her fore finger and middle fingers. A strange sensation floods through her body and mind, even her soul. What she caught, it feels rough like sand paper.

Still, the lake remains empty of all but the water. There are no visible fragments of anything. So how can a seer, if you can call her that, see past the limits of both time and space? It's impossible for a wide myriad of reasons too complicated for anyone to fully understand. However, in her mind, the pieces fit together of this and that. Though, she never thinks to even wonder how she knew the lake wasn't empty. The curious thoughts of wonders are of no interest to her, and in her mind, she can see it all perfectly…

A woman whispers softly spoken words to a small bundle in her arms. In return, the bundle moves closer and giggles happily. The woman looks happy. She looks very happy. Then, something, a noise perhaps, comes from outside. Next, something smashes. The woman only smiles and coos at the baby again. Not long after, the door is broken down and someone comes in. She strokes the baby's face lovingly before looking up at the person.

She's not angry, subtly amused, but not angry. There's no trace of fear either. Brave woman. She raises a hand and waves something off and interrupts the figure. Still as confident and unwavering as ever. She stops talking and pulls the child closer to her and smiles up at the figure. One of those, show your hand smiles. Yes, she knows exactly what she's doing. Her eyes are filled with insurmountable wisdom. She knows what's going to happen.

Selene gasps, hunched over the body of water. Her arms are wrapped tightly around her chest. Her expression is startled and somewhat spooked. As she begins to catch her breath and calm down, something splashes and drags her under the calm water. She chokes on her breath and tries to get to the surface, but which way is up? Is she going down? There's more and more pressure on her body the closer she gets to wherever she's going. Common sense tells her she's probably going the wrong way. She struggles to swim the other way, when something closes tightly around her wrist and pulls her up and out of the water. Her first startled, choking gasps of air taste good, but she almost misses the clear, strange calmness of drowning. Once fully out of the water, she collapses. Too exhausted to even try to make out who just saved her…

-Chapter Edited.