Hua[1] glared at the immortal as if he were a cockroach in her way, her siblings and cousins did the same, except for one lying down behind them.
"Why did you steal this merchant's medicine, child?" the immortal asked. The immortal did not move from his spot, of course he didn't, not when the vines that covered the wall started pointing dangerously at the immortal, ready to stab him at the slightest sign that he will draw closer.
Hua scoffed. "What? Would you rather I punch their wrinkles out?" she asked mockingly.
"You little-! Just because you all terrorize this town with your powers, doesn't mean you can talk to an immortal like that, you demon!" The merchant exclaimed.
At that, her cousin growled at the merchant like an animal, and the merchant backed off while still trying to look tough.
(Hmph. Spineless rat.) Hua thought triumphantly while still being attentive. It was best not to get too cocky.
"Hm. Very well." The immortal said before she blacked out.
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Hua woke up and immediately felt something was wrong.
The material under her was too soft for a bed they made on the street with a rag. The smell of incense overwhelmed her sensitive nose, her hoping it didn't overwhelm the others' sensitive noses as well.
Her hair was washed, revealing its white glow.
Fearing the worst, she forced her groginess away and hastily got up.
'No, not again. Where are they? WHERE ARE THEY?!!'
"Your friends are fine, child. They're at the infirmary. Their conditions are worse than yours."
Hua whipped her head around to see the immortal she met in the town. She scowled, marring her beautiful features.
"Then why am I here instead of with them?" she asked, then it clicked. She stood on the bed and backed into a corner. She now just realized what it means when she now has her pure white hair, fine silk robes, and clean face, all things she tried to kess up to hide her beauty.
The bastard must've touched her.
"Calm down child. I will not touch you in that way. I am not the kind of immortal to indulge in vulgar things such as the joining of flesh." the immortal stated with a sneer.
Hua relaxed a bit, not because if what the man said, but because she saw something flash in his eyes. Three things, actually, she was always good at reading people.
Anger, reminiscence...
...and fear.
Hua and the immortal were staying in awkward silence. Hua was never a fan of awkward, so she broke it.
"Hand."
...
...
"Excuse me?" the immortal asked.
"Hand." Hua demanded once again. Determination evident in her eyes. She was not backing down. Ever since she left that house with the remnants if her family, she never backed down again.
"Hmm. If I give you my hand, will you trust me?" the immortal asked.
"Depends on the result." she replied.
The immortal raised an eyebrow before he sighed and reached out his hand towards her. Hua took the immortal's hand into hers.
She wanted to puke.
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You are the Light of Our Lives
FanfictionHua did not trust anyone outside outside her family (what was left of them, anyway). That was, until she asked for the immortal's hand, and when she held it, she discovered something terrifying. "You're just like us." she mumbled in utter disbelief...
