'Y/n.'
'Y/n.'
'Y/n. It's time to wake up.'
Opening your eyes, you wince at the bright sunlight from above you. Siting up with a hand holding up your head, you look around confused.
A young boy sat across from you, his lips held a smile as he faced you. Squinting your eyes, you tried to get a clearer look of his face but all you could make out was that he was dressed in clothes you saw in books and his hair seemed to be in two braids from the front.
'What happened? Where am I?" You said but it seemed like the second question wasn't said as you sat up straight, staring at the boy who shook his head.
'You feel asleep underneath the tree again, you can catch a cold like that (N/n).'
'O-oh, sorry.'
He laughed at this a bit, 'it's alright. Come on, he's waiting for us inside.'
He pulled you up, and lead you to a door not far away. Once opening the door, a bright light blinded you for the second time and a string gust of wind hit your face.
"?!"
You glanced behind but you didn't see the boy anymore.
'Oh, you're back already? Come on, we should go meet everyone else.'
You flinched at the sound of a completely different voice from in front of you. You saw another boy who had some weird hair going on and his clothes looked a bit strange.
'And don't worry about getting a cold again, I made sure to make some extra warmer clothes for you in case it snows again.'
'Oh, thank you. You didn't have to, I can stay home so it doesn't cause too much trouble.'
Your mouth moved on its own as if you knew this person.
'Idiot, just put on the jacket already or else we'll be late.'
'Geez, alright then. You sure are impatient today, aren't you?'
Your arms moved on their own as they grabbed the jacket and slid it over your shoulders, you looked back up see the person walk away before he glanced back you, his face completely blurred out, 'you coming or not?'
You moved your legs and ran to him but as you soon came close to him, your vision got dark, making you close your eyes shut from surprise.
In the distance, you could hear the sounds of chains rattling, echoing around you before it suddenly came to a stop.
Slowly opening your eyes, you gasp in surprise as you spotted a large raven surrounded in blue flames and the chains. Stumbling backwards, you fell on your butt as you awed at how cool the raven looked like.
"So cool." You muttered out as you spotted someone from within the flames before both them and the bird vanished.
'It is a shame that this one wasn't capable, the potential this one had was enough. To bad this one had sacrificed itself for someone else....a pity.'
A voice to what seemed like an old man said from the darkness, you couldn't pinpoint from what direction though.
'Yes, this one was more than capable. It would've been easy to over come it's mind. The poor thing was already broken for some time. No matter, I can always find another one.'
This time, a distorted female voice replied and it sent chill down Y/n's spine as she continued to listen in on their conversation.
You let out a shaky breathe as your pupils shook with fear once understanding what they were talking about before their voiced faded out. Standing there frozen, the girl refused to make any more sudden movements before a single pink feather fluttered down to you.
Lifting up a palm to it, it landed softly on her hand and it made her feel calm and oddly some comfort.
Her E/C orbs studied the glowing feather before slowly hugging it on her chest and clutched it tightly before a 'click' was heard behind from her.
A hard, metal object was pointed at her head before a familiar voice rang.
'I'm afraid you're in the way, Leaden Empyrea. So I have to get rid of you before you ruin my plans for bringing HER back.'
The girl slowly turned around before she spotted the metal object pointed to her head, wich turned out to be a pistol. Her E/C eyes shook with fear before a 'bang' was heard, her body hitting the floor with a loud thud.
And a single scream was heard from a distant familiar voice.
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Martyr | Ray
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