After several falls and errors, Delta managed to pull herself up and out from the gorge. When she reached the outside she realized she was in a very familiar part of the archipelago actually. Probably about half a mile from where the auction house was. Delta very slowly began to walk back towards the general direction of the auction hall. She had a slight limp, but that was the least of her worries. She was in a daze, her eyes completely glazed over. She hardly noticed the environment around her. She felt nothing. All that was going through her mind was what the strange being had said to her back in the gorge. She couldn't help but play it over and over in her head. It was becoming a sickness.

There was a shuffling of leaves in the nearby brush. But Delta didn't even care to try to look. She wasn't in the mood. She didn't care.

"Delta" She heard a voice call out. A familiar face peered out of the treeline. It was Heat.

"Are you alright.?" Heat looked her over concerned by Delta's disheveled appearance.

"Leave me alone." Delta mumbled.

"I can't do that. The rest of the crew has been looking for you all over. Kids starting to get pissed" Heat warned Delta and came closer to her.

"I said go away" Delta hissed and tried to walk faster to get away from him.

The much taller man didn't need to take much effort to close in on Delta and take her by the arm.

"Delta we need to get out of here" Heat snapped a little annoyed by her disobedience. At his touch, Delta whipped around to look at Heat. The bigger man stepped away from her, seeing an all too familiar look on Delta's face. One of nothing but solid hatred and the will to fight. But this look was different. There was no given reason behind it. No anger, no pain, no sadness. Just plain hatred. As if it were a default emotion.

"I said...go away..." Delta whispered shakily. Her hands were balled up into fists to the point of where she was drawing blood from her hands. Delta blinked her reddened eyes quickly and every time she opened them, there was a new ring of red surrounding her iris and pupils til there was no white in her eyes left. All different shades of a bloody red.

Heat was trying to find words. But it was difficult. He had no idea what was going on with Delta. If anyone knew, it would be Killer, but they didn't have time to find him. Heat needed to get Delta to snap out of this state. So he tried the only think he could think of that didn't involve hurting her.

"You know Killer is worried about you" Heat informed Delta and gently placed a stitched hand on the girls shoulder. Delta squinted at him.

"...is he?.." Delta asked, still frowning, seeming to snap out of her trance."

"Of course he is, he sent me to find you" Heat crouched down to get more eye level with Delta.

Delta continued to stare up at the zombie like man, trying to see if he was lying. But all she could see was sincerity, with a trace of worry. Delta exhaled, and closed her eyes.

When she opened them back up they were they same color black/brown they usually were.

At the sight of Delta back to normal. Heat warmed back up to her.

"What was that...?" Heat shook his head bewildered by what had just happened.

"It was an accident...I am so sorry!" Delta rubbed her temples furiously as a headache began to brew in her skull.

"I saw you get dragged away and I ran after you. I saw everything that happened in the gorge...who the hell was that with you?" Heat scratched his head.

"C-can we just leave please?" Delta looked down shaking her head. She didn't want to talk about it right now. It was too fresh and he could be

anywhere.

"What do you want me to tell Kid? " Heat asks.

"Whatever you can...just not this please Heat " Delta choked.

Heat nodded in agreement and held out his hand to help Delta walk. Delta quickly grabbed onto the tall mans arm and huddled close to him trembling. They were both completely silent till they got back to the ship.