Forest Fire

4

When she woke up, Forest noticed her hands were restrained behind her back and her vision still blocked by the cloth.

She heard footsteps nearing, the soft pounding on wood. As they approached, Forest listened to the vibration, eventually coming to the conclusion that they were headed directly for her.

As the fabric was ripped off her head, Forest had proved herself right. The figure in front of her had a mask, but not the same one as the boy she'd seen before.

It was obviously a child.

He backed away timidly, not removing the mask.

More footsteps approached from behind Forest, and she fought the strong urge to turn around..and lost.

Whipping her head backwards, so that the man standing behind her was upside down in her view, Forest gasped and quickly brought her head straight..not daring to even breathe.

This time it was the boy from before. She heard a small chuckle from beneath the mask and watched out of the peripheral vision as he walked past her, sitting on a wood plank. She could see see that his legs were spread evenly and on them rested his arms...he was leaning forward, peering at her face.

"What's your name." He asked. Whatever type of mask he wore, it obviously covered the true octave of his voice..making it sound intimidatingly deep and robotic.

Forest swallowed. She couldn't lie. He would see through her. But she also couldn't let her find out she came from Piltover.
From the short time she'd been in Zaun, Forest had learned one thing for certain.

They despised topsiders.

"Forest." She responded dryly, refusing to turn her head in his direction.

"You can look at me. I won't bite." His voice echoed through wherever they were. Forest couldn't quite tell. It was dark and the smell of must was thick in the air.

She reluctantly turned her head to look at him. His mask stared back at her and his hair showed above it. He had white top hair that matched the color on his disguise. After a few seconds of peering at the mask it made her uncomfortably nervous, so she let her eyes lock on the wall next to him.

"Who do you work for?" He demanded. Even though Forest couldn't see his eyes, she felt them burning into her own.

"I don't work for anyone."

"Bullshit." He scoffed, shaking his head.

"Isn't it obvious she's with the Titans." Another boy entered. He wore a sleeveless shirt that showed off his golden skin tone. He also had a mask on, though every one seemed to have a different design. His hair was read.

"Aren't you supposed to be on watch?" The white haired one turned sharply.

"Devon took it. Besides..I wanted to come and see the thief for myself." His voice wasn't a deep as the white haired one's, but still weirdly robotic.

"I'm not a thief." Forest spoke up, looking at the two.

The red haired boy laughed threateningly, something Forest didn't pick up on. The white cocked his head.