When the Blade Meets the Ice

{Prologue 2} Dark Cacao's Perspective

It was evening when he got the call. The call that would, indefinitely, change his future.

"Hello?" I spoke into the phone, tired and irritated that I had gotten a call so late. The caller started his obviously rehearsed speech almost immediately.

"Hello, Dark Cacao. I understand you've been with this company for... nineteen years?" The speaker paused, waiting for a reply. "Yes, that's correct" I muttered, guessing where this was going.

"We are disappointed to admit that you are no longer satisfying the company's needs, as a result of this we are letting you go. We no longer need... your company." The person snickered at his own joke, but cleared his throat.

Nonetheless, I wasn't surprised. It was only a matter of time before they fired me. And then he continued, before I could even say anything.

"At least, not with us. There's an upcoming figure skater, and they need a partner. You might have heard of him, they're heading to the pre-Olympics soon and need a coach. You're quite experienced, so maybe you could help him out, yeah?" I sighed.

"Okay. What's his name?" I pulled out the hairband that held my hair in a bun, letting my hair fall, the length of it dipping to my hips. I wasn't overly excited to help some kid get better than I was, but it was better to at least see who they were.

"Pure Vanilla."

...

I stepped out of the bathroom, having dried my hair with a towel and put it back up into a bun. My bangs framed my face, although they weren't too long due to the layers that a friend had cut. (Thanks, Hollyberry.)

Putting on my shoes, grabbing my skates and my skating bag, I grabbed my phone and headed for the door. I figured I'd eat breakfast on the way.

And so, I got in my car and started the engine, already prepared to be on my way to the Frozen Floor, where I would meet him.

(Where his life would change.)

Draft: 339 words

Author(s):    @cateater9806