Hey, it's me again, the same day, and updating scene 23!! :D
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"Hey, Kaia," Soto paused to phrase what he was about to say very carefully; the slightest wrong move could agitate her into a dangerous state. "We have to get you to the hospital with Jasmine right now, okay? I'll get you ice cream or something on the way back; it's not going to take very long."
Kaia looked up with wide, fearful eyes. Her hair obscured most of her face, all but an eye, half of her nose, and half of her trembling lip. She started, but calmly put her tea on the table, shook off her blanket, and stood up. She slowly inched her way to the kitchen, her front always facing the two adults. Jasmine whispered to Soto as Kaia disappeared around the corner.
"Does she go into Dying Will?"
"What do you think?!" Soto fiercely whispered back. "Kaia was born to be the Tenth's Storm Guardian! How could she never have been in Dying Will?!"
"What is her main weapon?"
"We anticipated the Varia's participation; as Kaia would be pitted against Belphegor, she was trained with knives as well."
"Knives?!"
"Not only that, but with flame, as well as a number of other things she taught herself. She would have been the perfect Storm Guardian; probably better than Gokudera. But…it's too late. She hasn't been introduced to the mafia yet."
"Kaia!" Jasmine knew that Kaia was in the kitchen; she would have a kitchen knife in her hand by now. "Kaia, can you please come out?"
They could hear heavy, panicked breathing.
"I…don't…want…to…go…"
Come and you'll regret it, whoever you are, whatever you want. I am not going.
"Kaia, please!" called Soto. "I-I don't want you becoming a monster!"
Metal clattered to the ground. An ominous silence floated about.
"Kaia?" Jasmine ventured a step, but Soto stopped her.
"Don't; her aim is flawless, even at angles." Soto pulled Jasmine back. Slowly and gently, Kaia emerged from the kitchen, back into the living room, empty handed. Jasmine rushed over to give Kaia a hug, so as to calm her down. Soto went straight for the kitchen; that kitchen knife was dangerous unattended on the floor. Someone could step on it and horribly injure the foot. When Soto emerged, Kaia was a lot calmer now, but her eyes were empty and lifeless.
"We better hurry," Jasmine breathed. Soto urgently nodded and whipped open the front door. Jasmine had Kaia ride piggy-back, and the two adults rushed to the Cavallone hospital.
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Poor Kaia, again. Sigh, why is she so unlucky? I am so evil. But this is a tragedy, to remind you readers. It's a tragedy, so…it's going to be sad.
I'm not sure about how the ending will be, either happy or sad. But I'm still planning, and I've only begun writing. :D
Thanks for reading, and have an awesome rest of your life~! xD
