Marked: Part 2; The Wronged

Chapter 14

It was dark, pitch black nothingness, everywhere.

Where am I? She thought. Is this a dream? Amilia began to walk forward, whatever that was. She couldn't see in front of her very well. She couldn't even see the ground or the walls, if there were any. She could hear noise though. She heard the click of her shoes on the ground. She assumed she was in a house or building. The floor sounded like tile or laminate, she couldn't quite tell. She didn't run into any walls at all or anything like that. She rethought about where she was. Maybe she was in the park, or on a road? Who could tell? Certainly not her. She was alone in a completely pitch black place. The darkness was not her friend, it never had been and never will. She didn't like this evil gig she was playing up to. It was like Unora knows what she loathes and gives it to her for breakfast. Amilia put her hand on a wall. She walked forward, feeling the wall. She could still hear the click of her sneakers on the floor beneath her. Click, click, click her shoes went. She could not hear anyone else in the same area she was. Maybe there was a power outage, but still, where was she? She moved her head side to side as she looked up. There was still no one, and she still couldn't see. She tried to clear her thoughts about what was going on.

What's going on? Did I get abducted? How, where, when- I don't understand what's going on? It's dark. Is this the apocalypse?

She saw something in the distance glow. Amilia didn't know what it was or how it got there. Yet, if she could get to it, she might be able to understand what's going on. She knew she couldn't run, for she couldn't see, and could easily fall. So she felt her surroundings and made her way over to the 'thing.' as she got closer and closer she could see the light clearer. When she was almost nearly there, something took the object and began to walk off in the opposite direction from her.

"No, wait!" she cried out taking her hand off the wall. "Where are you going? Come back!"

She ran through what seemed like an alleyway. It was narrow, cold, quiet, breathtaking. She chased after the person with the light. Whoever or -whatever it was-, was still quite out of reach. Amilia stumbled, the light paused. For a moment the light was stationary, it didn't move. Amilia looked up to see the light. Then the light started to come towards her. Amilia got up and moved over to the side of the wall. She had not a clue who -or what- was coming towards her. She reached for her hilt, but there was nothing on her belt. She had no weapon but herself to keep herself safe.

"What a night." She whispered to herself sarcastically. She saw a figure come around the corner of a building. She somewhat recognized the person. The face was lit up with what now looked like a pocket watch. The person looked around but didn't notice Amilia. They began to walk around and he looked side to side. He walked slowly, a minute, a step. Amilia seemed to recognize the man from somewhere. As he took another step, he was able to see her.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I did not see you there." He extended his hand to her. "It's ok, I will not hurt you."

Amilia grabbed his hand. He started walking in a specific direction and waved her along. "Can't just leave you alone in the dark. We'll get out of here together." He looked over to her and smiled.

"Excuse me, but I never got your name."

"Oh, oh! Excuse me," he said bowing. "My name is Oqgyo Ozadi." He stood up once again, but moved his hand in a certain jester. "And you are...?"

"Huh, oh yes, I'm Amilia Cripple."

"Ah, nice to meet you miss." He replied. She knew that she had seen him somewhere before. She had met him in a former dream of her's. But he wasn't as old as he was then. He looked just like a kid, but he still resembled his older self.

"So, what are we doing exactly?"

"Trying to get back to the Market. It is very dark out, so I can barely see. I'm not even sure where we are." Oqgyo stopped suddenly and put his finger over her mouth. "You must be quiet." He whispered. "Something lurks with us, I don't know what it is yet." Amilia readjusted her footsteps, so that they were quieter. She breathed quieter as well and kept her hands out to catch her just in case she fell. Oqgyo stopped once again and hit Amilia accidentally in the stomach. He had put out his arm to stop her from going any further. Next he turned around and threw her, as hard as he could, to the ground. When Amilia woke up, she was in her room.