Wolfdanes' Mask (2)

Chapter 9: The unknown is seen and heard

“You really want to die, huh?”

As those words slipped out of Shoyo’s mouth, U.C. could see that his eyes were getting darker by the second, and the crazy white and red streaks were taking over his natural hair color. U.C. could see that there was no going back, and no trying to calm the young teen down what so ever.

Taking a deep breath, U.C. tried his own tricks on calming himself down. Just seeing a supposed to be dead person, Jeanne, was standing in front of him. Along with his used-to-be best friend back at the Program, made his blood boil even more. Memories of the past still rushed forward, making it hard to think of what exactly he should do, and who he should contemplate against first.

Was it wise to run back to the cloaked figure from before? No, it wasn’t, it was a dumb move on U.C.’s part. Since he knew something like this would happen.

Unwanted memories and people from back then was just showing up left and right these days for U.C. . . . Where did the days go when it was just Oriana and the Wolfdane family and the other Guardians? Just thinking of his crush and charge, U.C. felt his heart wrench in pieces, and felt the need to grasp ahold of his heart and squeeze whatever feelings he had at the moment and make them disappear.

That would never happen though, for U.C. it was all up front and face your worst nightmares.

“Ugo –Ugh, I don’t think I can get used to saying that…” Shoyo grew quiet, as if he was contemplating on what to call U.C. . . .

As the silence between the two of them went into a stand-off, Jeanne took the chance to speak to U.C. once more.

“So Ulric, this is where you’ve been, huh? Anything new or interesting happen after you left the orphanage?” Jeanne asked him with a tsk’ at the end. Her blond hair swished lightly from her little movements, and he could see that her natural hair was still there. The natural dark brown that glowed dimly in the Sun-glows’ light.

Her unnatural thistle colored eyes gleamed with uneasiness, and would always be darting around. Not exactly paying attention to him, but taking in all of her surroundings, like she used to back then, back at the orphanage.

“I see you still have the hair-clip I gave you on your birthday…” U.C. stared at the little red wing hair-clip that shown brightly against her goldish-white hair. Even though that was what she called it, it still seemed blond to him, and it fit her just well. Shaking his head, U.C. remembered how her eyes beamed with happiness when she received the hair-piece just days before the orphanage burnt to a crisp.

“You’re dismissing my questions again, Ulric… You always do that when you don’t want to answer anything… So you’re still the same?” Jeanne stared at the ground this time, lightly touching the hair-clip, as if she was too remembering the old times.

“U.C. do you really know these people?” C4 came up behind U.C., making him slightly jump from the soft spoken dark haired teen. He almost forgot C4, who was trying to stop his actions that could possibly cause harm to any other witnesses around the West side of Under-Light.

“Geeze…. I kind of forgot you where there C4… And to answer your question. Yes, I do. From long ago.” C4 lightly touched U.C.’s shoulder in reassurance. To what U.C. wasn’t exactly sure, but he did remember that C4 would always touch his shoulder whenever U.C. got heated up and was pestered by other’s he preferred not to get involved with. It was a nice feeling to know that the last person he was with before coming to Under-Light, went through all the trouble of coming to find him and staying by his side. Even now, C4 was standing by his side.

How did this situation between Shoyo and him even begin? U.C. couldn’t exactly put his finger on it, but knew something went down between the two teens. Thus in the end, it appeared that they just both hated each other’s guts to where they actually wanted to kill one another.