a/n : I always write this in my everychapter... I do not own PR.
it turns out to be the simplest and shortest chapter... just read
--Price to Pay
It was a laboratorium where Andros took me in. The laboratory was quite—it was 5 x 5 meters--very silent with nobody around—just him and I. I wondered why he took me there. There were few unlid massive tubes with smoke on the top of it colored with various colored. It also was indeed so cold—probably, because of the blurpted freezing beam from the tube's top. In front of me, there was a table of panels sorrounding the five colored tubes. I just Stood there with my crossing arms and my glance examined the tubes.
Andros went to the other side of the laboratorium and open a chamber on his right. It was smaller than the lab, perhaps it was only 12 meters of cube. He was standing five feet in front of me with his back facing my front. Later he grabbed a thing similar with a wristband which I assumed as an astro morpher on his palm, yet he handed it to me.
Before I had to ask him, with a frantic serious expression he said to me, " I know that this day will come." For a second, he sounded more like a father to me. His light voice was turning heavy and clear, and his stare was more than enough to keep me freeze—he had never been that serious before.
"What is this?" for once, I pretended for being innocent.
"Of course you know it is a yellow astro morpher." He said—half teasing and half revealing innocence of mine. "I need you to take this."
That thing which remained still on my palm, as I watched it deeply, I realized the yellow astro morpher was a precious thing—for Ashley, for Andros and for their allies—I felt that the morpher was even too precious to be placed on my grip.
Finally, the words of rejection came out from my mouth, with hesistations. "I—I—can not have it. I—I just can't. It doesn't belong to me, just ta--" I refused, eventhough I really wanted to wear it for at least once time of my life.
"Yeah right—you don't want this." He cut me," you are not gonna fool neither me or yourself as well. You want this and deserve this," he said.
Then, his body moved closer to mine. His long and thin fingers came and reached my wrist, the morpher was fully placed sorrounding my wrist and I took a look at it. "I feel like I don't deserve this, Andros, I was naturally born to be an evil." I said in low tune.
"Well, everybody can change faith if they really mean it." He answered quick as he turned his body.
However, before I walked toward him, he turned his face and put a small grin in his face. "Let's say you have to pay a price of what you did yesterday."