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Chapter 2: The Cold Winds of Freedom
The cold winds blows and my eyes slowly open, the blizzard has died down but there is still a wind, a wind carrying the deathly cold of winter. The female and the boy are still asleep… just my blood luck really, I cannot stand company and now I am stuck with them. I slowly move from my slouched posture, laying them both down gently against the floor of the cave. My back cracks and snaps into position along with the rest of my bones, sleeping while slouched against a cave wall is not good for the spine as it turns out. Walking out into the cold wind I turn my eyes up to the sky, a beautiful blue with fluffy white colds. It feels good to have the wind on my body and enjoy the heat of the sun, even for just a fleeting moment. My braid flutters in the wind, and I close my eyes, enjoying this moment for a while more. Humans make me sick, they are vile creatures… but nature has always calmed me, even from outside the window of my cell. 'They will come after us; no way they'd allow their precious experiments run free so easily.' I curse myself within my mind before turning back to the cave, my eyes blinking due to the cold wind of the winter. Shaking my head slightly, I walk back into the cave and lean against the wall, my arms crossed over my chest as I look down at the floor, my mind running laps on what to do next. 'I don't know where I am or where the nearest town or city is… plus, no doubt they would have people looking for us so densely populated areas might not be the best idea plus I hate Humans.' I close my eyes and quietly exhale before I hear the sounds of rustling coming from the other side of the cave.
"You're awake." I speak quietly, my tone cold as the winter breeze outside but Thesia merely nods and stretches her body. Her emerald green eyes stare into my black ones and she quickly adverts her gaze, typical. I huff and turn my eyes to the cold outside, the wind blowing still but I can see clearer now. She moves about a little and walks over to me, the sounds of her steps are quiet, like she was sneaking up on me or trying not to piss me off.
"What do you think?" I keep my eyes on the outside, my arms still crossed.
"About what?" My tone of ice pierces her ears as I can see her flinch a little, pathetic really, you survived what those bastards did to us and you're scared of my voice.
"What we're going to do now." My right eyebrow twitches and I grit my teeth, I don't want to go with them and I have no intention of allowing them to come with me.
"There is no 'we' there is only you and me. I have no idea where to go but I know I cannot stay here, not anymore." There is an itch in my blood, an instinct. It tells me it isn't safe for me to stay in a single place for too long, always keep moving, that is what the itch is telling me.
She goes quietly and moves away, I guess she realised I have no intention of being in a group or anything, I was all alone inside that fucking cell, fighting day in and day out to merely breathe the next day. Trust is a luxury I cannot afford and cannot be bothered about anymore, she wants a group, she can have one but it won't have me in it. I prefer to be alone anyway.
"Why are you like this?" Her tone is quiet and shaky, clearly I have offended her but then again, why should I even bother caring? I turn my eyes of black to her and uncross my arms, leaning off of the wall and putting my hands inside the pockets of my leather trousers.
"You know the horrors of where we were. You take a damn guess." My tone is harsh and cold and she moves her eyes to the ground, I turn my head away and click my tongue. "Sayonara." I walk out into the snow and the wind, walking along where I can see solid ground and not a collapsed chamber of ice and death. The wind picks up as I trudge through the snow once again, my braid blowing backwards violently as I use my right hand to cover my eyes from the harsh wind. My leather trousers getting extremely tight and difficult to move from the cold and it are only getting colder.
"You okay Thesia?" I turn my eyes back to Axel who was sitting down on the floor with his legs crossed, rubbing his right eye. I put on a forced smile and nod to him, I don't want to worry him but I cannot help but wonder as to why that guy is like how he is… he seems more… dead inside that he should be. "Where's the mean man?" I sigh; I knew would ask that question but I won't lie to him.
"He left." I see Axel nod his head slightly and I cannot help but feel a little sad. He was keeping himself so closed up and now he has gone off on his own with no idea of where to go.
'Well… this is interesting.' I stand in the middle of a cavern of ice, my arms crossed over my chest as I look around, I can see my own breath as I look around the open cavern. Looks like a good place to help up a small camp for now, anything to keep away from those fuckers anyway.