Alice and Rhydian shot up into a sitting position, their heart racing from the feeling of being pushed and pulled countless times. They looked around their surroundings. They were in some sort of really dull garden. Alice's eyes widened, as she looked up at the big, dark building. She inhaled sharply, anxiousness making her stomach churn. If anything, Bloodstone Mansion is a lot darker than she remember. The eery atmosphere sending shivers down her spine.
"So we go in, kill Reaver and get Rose yeah?" Rhydian asked, standing up and dusting himself off.
"No, we get Rose and leave," Alice corrected, standing up and dusting herself off like Rhydian.
"Alice, that bastard had Mercenaries kidnap Rose, he probably wants her dead," he said as they began to run inside, getting their weapons ready. Both drawing their Master Katana's.
"I know, but Theresa said not yet."
"Who on Albion is she anyway?"
"I don't know."
They made it to the front door, which was open. They looked beyond, straight at Reaver's study, the doors wide open. There stood two Mercenaries, neither of them Saker. They stood either side of a kneeling Rose, her hands bound. There, stood in front of her, was Reaver. The dark presence worried Alice. She pulled her black hood further over her head, in hopes that he wouldn't know it was her. Reaver suddenly sighted Rhydian and Alice, a look of somewhat surprise crossed his fire lit features.
"Well well, what do we have here?" Reaver said, his voice very much the same. Posh. Cold.
Reaver's announcement caught the two Mercenaries attention. They both turned to look wide-eyed at Rhydian and the hooded figure.
"What happened to the other one?" One of them sneered at Rhydian. Rhydian gave Alice a sideways glance.
"She's occupied at the moment," Rhydian answered coldly, looking back at the Mercenaries. They both chuckled, the second one looking down at Rose.
"Here that sweetheart, your Alice isn't here to save you," he mocked.
At Alice's name, Reaver tensed. He looked down at Rose, who was now glaring daggers at him, instead of having a look of hopelessness. Determination in her features. Something about how she was looking at him, as if saying…he froze. It couldn't.
"She's not dead is she?" he suddenly asked Rose, who soon nodded.
Now Alice tensed, he knew. Of course he knew though, it wasn't that hard to piece together. Rose runs away, leaving hope in someone named Alice. Reaver didn't know himself that Alice actually died, he only assumed. Barely anyone survived Wraithmarsh, especially not a child. How?
"Dispose of them," Reaver said, dismissing the two mercenaries to have their ways with the two strangers. He looked back at Rose, who still looked at him. He couldn't kill her yet, not when she knew something. Why did he care about Alice anyway? She gave him an expecting look, as if knowing he wanted answers. He looked up, watching as the mercenaries drew their swords, ready. One facing the man, the other in line with the hooded person, Reaver frowned. The hooded person didn't have a body of a man, it was more feminine. The first mercenary and the man clashed swords, where as the second mercenary struck at the hooded figure, who Reaver settled on being a woman. She stepped out of the way and pivoted around him, before driving her Katana through his abdomen.
"Sleep tight," Alice said, mimicking the exact words Saker said to her and Rhydian before they blacked out. The mercenary dropped to the ground, having been cut through the liver, blood pooling around him. She looked at Rhydian, who had just driven his own sword through the mercenary's lung. He pulled his Katana out, letting the mercenary fall limp to the ground. Both turned to look at Reaver, his expression dark and unreadable. It was then, Alice and Rhydian noticed her hood had come down to reveal her face. Her straight black hair was tied into a pony tail, bits of hair framing her face, some falling in front of her eye. Her blue-grey eyes. They were hollow, and lifeless. Not cheerful and sparkling with happiness and life, like it once was.
Whilst Reaver was occupied, staring at Alice, Rhydian managed to grab Rose and picked her up bridal style. Rhydian eyed the pair, who both seemed to be in their own little world, both staring into each others eyes as if having conversing in thought. He carried Rose towards the exit, nudging Alice on the way out to get her attention. She averted her eyed from Reaver, pulling her hood back over her head. The three of them left, leaving Reaver still stunned by his latest discovery.
(In That Time)
Reaver and Alice continued to stare at each other. The minds forming questions. Whilst their bodies remained unmoving, their minds went someplace else. The forest where Theresa took Alice. Both looked around their surrounding before back at each other.
"I thought you were dead," Reaver deadpanned, an unreadable expression on his face.
"Yeah, Rose told me," Alice said coldly, crossing her arms over her chest. The small gesture almost made Reaver smile. She use to do that as a child whenever he had to leave. It made him smile back then, maybe even chuckle, but he had to hold it in, he couldn't let his emotions get the better of him again.
"Why did you leave?" Alice asked. Her voice held the slightest amount of sadness in it.
"What does it matter?" He dismissed. "You wouldn't be who you are today if I didn't."
"No you're right. I wouldn't be a killer. I wouldn't be hiding my emotions as often as I do. I wouldn't be crying in my sleep, begging for you to save me."
Hot tears began rolling slowly down Alice's face, catching Reaver off guard.
"I can't change who I am," he said.
"I never asked you to,"she said softly.
Alice felt a jolt, and suddenly both persons were back to reality. Alice looked away from Reaver and pulled her hood over her head, shielding her face from the world so they wouldn't see her slowly break down. Without another word, Rose, Rhydian and Alice left.
A/N: Ooh what did you guys think of that? I hope I didn't make Reaver too OOC, I tried my best. Also I'm not the best with fighting scenes so I had to keep it short.
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