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Elias Artino: Chapter 06I stared at my phone, waiting for her to say something more. When the little typing bubble didn't show up, I decided to be the first one to say something.
@you: So.. what is it?
Sent | 2:58 P.M.@hina.viet: A claim.
Sent | 2:58 P.M.I groaned angrily. Was this Kuro and James getting a laugh out of me again? It wasn't original and it wasn't funny. Whatever this claim joke was about wasn't at all making me laugh. But seriously? Why couldn't anyone tell me the truth. This mark or whatever was seriously aching and I felt my wirst was on fire with each passing second. If I didn't get an answer soon, I was sure I'd faint out of pain.
@you: Are you pranking me? Wtf is a claim?
Sent | 2:59 P.M.@hina.viet: You really know nothing, huh? Not even the basics?
Sent | 2:59 P.M.@you: The basics about what? I don't know what a claim is so can you get to the point?
Sent | 2:59 P.M.@hina.viet: Jeez no need to be impatient. A claim is from a spices other than the regular known humans. I can tell yours is from a Krasnyy. Everyone in the comments were bashing you because they thought you forced a Krasnyy to claim you. It's hard to explain, but the mark is kind of like.. idk symbiosis? One party could benefit, and the other party could not or both sides can benefit. A claim basically allows the claimed one to have a stronger connection with its other. When humans found out about other species, they abused it.
Sent | 3:01 P.M.I stared at the message and rolled my eyes. This was a complete joke, but I couldn't help but be invested. Something about this was just so intriguing and so interesting.
@you: Abused it how?
Sent | 3:03 P.M.@hina.viet: They ordered the others pieces around. Claims affect Krasnyys most. They make them more vulnerable to the claimed one and it's harder to fight against them. It's hard to explain, but basically humans abused these claims to use different species as weapons. Krasnyy's were abused the most because of their "animalistic" qualities.
Sent | 3:05 P.M.@hina.viet: You don't believe me, do you?
Sent | 3:05 P.M.@you: Nope not one bit. It's like an Ancient Greek story.
Sent | 3:06 P.M.@hina.viet: Well I'll tell you as a warning— don't let anyone you don't trust see the mark. Whoever gave you the mark wanted you, so I'd recommend finding them before it hurts even more. A mark can be given but it can't be erased. It'll only hurt more if you refuse your partner.
Sent | 3:06 P.M.@you: Is this some kind of cringy vampire story?
Sent | 3:06 P.M.@Hina.viet: Right.. that's what humans call the Krasnyy's. I'm gonna tell you this once, since you don't know who claimed you you're in big trouble. Obviously they didn't tell you anything about this so you're lucky I told you. I can't tell you much because I don't want to get into any kind of trouble. Don't post that mark again unless you want to be locked up somewhere.
Sent | 3:07 P.M.@you: Thanks for wasting my time on lies.
Sent | 3:07 P.M.I waited for a reply but I didn't get one. A couple hours later and our texts weren't there and neither was her account. When someone gets banned the app usually tells us, instead she simply no longer existed. It was like someone wiped her off the face of the planet.
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It was midnight and I was currently experiencing the most pain I have ever experienced in my whole life.
I tossed and turned and clutched my wrist. Pain erupted from it every single second. I couldn't sleep yet my body was desperately telling me I needed to. The pain was too much.
My head ached and I groaned when a sudden wave of harsh pain came. Please. Please just fucking kill me.
By this time, I was already crying over the pain and lack of sleep. I wanted to kill myself just so the throbbing would go away. How was I supposed to fix this? Was it psychological or something because it really felt that I was losing my mind. No matter what I did, no matter how many times I tried to make it stop, it didn't.
The mark was now even more red and the patterns were more visible. My skin was irritated yet the mark just kept on appearing and appearing until it was a dark, vibrant red. Maybe it was my own blood that made that mark. It was the color of blood. It was crazy how much the mark resembled it.
A part of me really wanted something. The feeling was odd. It was like I wanted to latch onto something yet I had no idea what it was. It was making me go crazy.
I hurriedly opened up my phone to call 911. The pain was unbearable.
My finger accidentally slipped and landed on a photo album. It was saved photos of me and Kaiden. One of the photos was me and him in a children's inflatable pool. We were in middle school yet swimming in a small pool. Kaiden had been opposed to the idea and said that I was "small and tiny" so people would think I was a child, but since he was "stronger and bigger" people would think he's a teenager playing with his little brother. In the picture I was splashing water on him which made our movements blurry.
I wanted to cry out for him but I harshly bit down on my lip, drawing some blood. The metallic taste filled my mouth and made my stomach queasy.
I paused and stared at the photo before an odd sensation soothed my wrist into quietness.
The more I looked at the picture, the more I felt better. My wrist wasn't throbbing at all and my stomach wasn't aching.
My eyes began to droop and the thought of Kaiden let me sleep.
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The next morning I woke up and the mark was quiet.
For the rest of the day, whenever the mark would start to ache I looked at the pictures of Kaiden. The aching would stop at just the thought of him.
I was beginning to think I was really crazy.
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