Rixhm [#Wattys2015]

Chapter 11

(Author's Note: This chapter is telling what happened to Hera while Ezra was talking to 'she'. DO NOT SKIP THIS CHAPTER. This chapter reveals a lot of information about the antagonist. This chapter is longer than others due to the heavy amount of adjectives and descriptive scenes, but keep in mind Hera moved relatively fast.)

-Hera POV-

I was running down the hall to go fix Ezra something to eat. I needed him to eat something. He looked so pale. After I give him some food, I am going to ask him to just come on out and say it.

I got in the kitchen and I started to make the food. While I was working, my comm went off.

"Specter Two, come in".

"Specter Two here. What do you need, Specter One?".

"Specter Two, what is the condition of Specter Six?".

"Specter Six just got up and I am getting refreshments, Specter One".

"Specter Two, did you leave him alone?", Kanan pushed.

Dang it. I forgot we couldn't  leave Ezra. I sighed and told him the truth.

"Specter One, I did leave him alone", I said cringing.

I heard nothing for what seemed to be hours. I was about say something when Kanan talked again.

"Specter Two, please go back to Specter Six. We can't afford for him to be alone right now".

I sighed. In the end, I looked like the idiot. I didn't feel like arguing, so I just complied.

"Copy that".

I picked up the food that I prepared and headed towards the medical bay. I opened the door and- a series of doors rested in front of me.

This meant that 'she' was here.

I slumped my head. I really didn't want to deal with all this. Why can't she leave us alone?

I looked at all the doors and counted them. There was four in all; two on each side of me. I knew that if I wanted to see Ezra again I was going to have to go through all these doors. 

Door #1

I walked up to the first door on the right. Now that I was up close, I realized all doors looked different. I set down the soup on the floor (not the best choice but that thing was scalding hot) and took in the first door. 

It could be compared to a white picket fence. It was white and had a golden door knob that twinkled like the stars.

I opened it up and found the scenery welcoming. The room smelled of lavender that has been so real, I could take some lavender from the air. The room had peach colored floor and lilac colored walls. The walls where bare but the room still had character. There was a bed with peach colored sheets but had lace on the sides. The room looked like it was plucked right out of royalty. 

I could feel myself leaning inwards and had to force myself to lean back out. I was about to close the door, when I heard a child's laughter. I opened it back up and saw her facing the farthest wall from me, with her back towards me. 'This must have been before she died', I thought. Her arms were intertwined with something that I couldn't see. 

She turned around and I saw her holding a baby with no head. The baby's head was a bloodied stump. The cut was jagged and flesh was hanging in all directions around the cut. She had smile that spread from ear to ear. Her hands were dripping with blood and gore.

I closed my eyes and shook my head in shock. I closed the door before she could say anything. Why would she do this? Who would do she anything like that to a child? What was the purpose of taking an innocent's life?