𝐁𝐄𝐃𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐃—XXX 𝙄𝙉 𝙒𝙃𝙄𝘾𝙃 [NAME'S] HEALTH DECLINES RAPIDLY, WITH FEW DAYS LEFT ON THE CALENDER, SHE CAN ONLY PLEA THAT HER RUSH TO COMPLETE HER DESTINY WILL REMAIN RESTORED, AND WILL NOT FALTER.
❛She's not here...❜
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ERI'S RUBY EYES WIDENED. A surge of panic aching throughout her bones as she shivers, her eyes desperately scanning the door. For the familiar h/c locked female, she had not stepped foot inside the chilling, empty room for supervision.
Not one noble soul was captured in observing her, keeping her chained and isolated inside the room. She was free, but what does she do with this information?
'On the day that they aren't there, it is the day she needs to make an escape. ⎯⎯ She escapes through a door down the hall, to the right, which leads into an alleyway.'
Surely, a young girl wouldn't be so blinded by hope and inspiration that she followed the storyline plot? Correct?
Eri's bare, aching feet met the polar concrete ground, balling her shivering fists into the hem of her dress as she hissed from the freezing sensation. Her hopeful gaze lingered around the intense gaze her crimson irises gifted, a miracle of clues piercing together like puzzle pieces, the tears lining her waterline threatening to spill as she lunged forward with hope.
She inhaled, pushing against the metal door caging her in the cell of unjust, her eyes squinting shut in desperation. She whimpered as the heavy door widened, her gaze following the light a hallway gave out.
She stepped her foot out with caution and unease, meeting the grounds flooring. Eri's eyes scanned the unfamiliar surface, the walls, the decoration. She sucked in a further breath as her legs moved on their own, her thundering footsteps creaking against the flooring.
Then and there, she sprinted, her shallow breaths of horror and uncertainty reaching out as she remiced on the past, the words that e/c irised female let follow from her parted lips, the directions.
A specific story, down the hall, to the right. Eri widened her eyes in determination, the relatable plot and emotion swirming that little old tale encouraging her to meet the same freedom the main character did.
Her ragid breaths heavied from exhaustion, turning the sharp corner as her legs grew sore from the sudden sprint, her wrists following the air as she continuously thrashed against the ground.
Never would she believe she would see the light of bliss once more, the feeling of tranquility surfacing her bones while she neared the farther door, witnessing a darkened shadow cast ahead of her.
Overhaul, or Kai, was walking behind her, his arms prepared to grab ahold of her as she reached the door, banging her shoulder into it as she yelped in pain, her eyes following the sudden light of day, the blue sky of ambiance ahead of her.
The door slammed open as she ran further, meeting glass shards against the alleyway, meeting a dark street of terror. Eri's light blue locks ran behind her, following with the pressure of wind as she kept her gaze up.
'No, we're not taking that route. Walk down this street on the right sided sidewalk. Understood?' [Name] tilted her head, her firey eyes of urgency meeting the greenettes, her gaze locked further into his soul, delaying the pressuring threat. 'I'll be with you soon, don't wait for me. Go.'
Eri's watchfully trained eyes squinted as she squeaked out, flaring in the air as she bumped into a figure, her limp body rolling against the pavement.
Her sky blue hair coated her face, her red eyes meeting forest green ones, laced in curiosity and shock. Her expression delayed the terror she felt within as she let out a whimper, gazing up at the greenetter as he squated down, reaching out a calloused palm.
She observed his contoured face of care, his eyes flashing a look of expectancy toward his companian as Eri remained fallen against the ground, holding herself up with a trembling arm.
The shadow coming further into view terrified her as she lunged forward, the physique of Kai depriving the sun, strolling ahead with a gaze she could only determine as venom.
For while the incident took place, [Name] could only silently observe from her heightened stance against a rooftop, her trained eyes of intriguity and the knowledge that everything fell into righteous placement were the only thing visible against the dark aura surrounding her.
Manipulating Eri was both a way to convey help and guidance toward her, and a way for [Name] to get what she wants, to follow her purpose.
How unrealistic would it be for the e/c irised female to scan a website, meeting her fate with just a click?
Her intense glare projected toward all four figures made them shudder collectively, gazing around to check on the intense aura of a powerful source around them, only to meet nothing but the stealth [Name] coated herself in, observing the scene from a distance with eyes of poison.
For the forewarning tightening in all their guts contained a foreign anomaly that only is left in [Name's] palms, unbeknownst to anyone on the way she tugged against their limbs, on the way her eyes glinted in amusement while she made them dance around underneath a spell.
Her spell. Her spell of Karma.
The time left on the ticking hourglass is falling. Just a small, microscopic route that she'll gladly take advantage of is left. As she crouched and silently seethed in pain, collapsing gently against the rooftops shafts, her blurry vision conveyed the last expectancy she surfaced in.
[Name] was dying very, very soon. She can only hope the small time left is enough, as her limbs have already grown sore in preparation for her final dance, her final blow.
