Watch As We Burn

Prologue

Kyrine cracked her eyes open, wind rushing past her, her soft white hair tossed in the soundless movement.

Today is today, tomorrow is yesterday, I am here now.

She got up, slowly and rubbed her eyes. Her eyes looked to the wall of windows, that showed her the Last City. It was already busy. People already up, going to work, eating breakfast. Normal lives.

Normal...

She stood from her place on the floor. Why was it windy in here? Looking across the room she saw windows open, and crisp winds blew around. Sniffing, her nose clogged up, she frowned.

"Why was I on the floor?" She softly said, and looked at her pajama attire. Deep blue shorts and an over-sized Star Wars shirt. "Must've been ready to sleep.."

Walking up to the wall of windows, she opened them, letting all the wind into her loft. Her long blue hair flew back and chill bumps appeared on her bare legs and arms, her bangs pressed against her forehead. And for a moment, everything was gone. The Hive, Cabal, Fallen...

Blank bliss.

The shill ring interrupted her thoughts, and she sighed, opening her eyes. She rubbed her face, the white war paint falling onto the black carpet. Kyrine walked to the kitchen unit to see her Ghost floating and ringing.

"Miss, I think you have a call." It said, and she sighed and slid into one of the bar stools.

"Who?"

"Miss Erin."

She closed one eye, "Answer it, then turn off these lights and open all the windows."

"Yes, Miss." The Ghost beeped, and the ringing stopped, replaced with Erin's bubbly face.

"'Rine!" She shrilled, the hologram produced static at her scream. Kyrine leaned back and crossed her arms, looking at the projection and then at her Ghost as the lights went off and the windows let in more soft wind. She breathed in through her mouth and sighed, feeling relaxed.

"Erin." Her bluex eyes opened.

"Why didn't you answer my calls last night? Me and Justin were worried sick! Nate said that you had went home, so-" Her brown eyes were narrowed in worry, and her nose scrunched up, her thin lips accusing.

"Shush," The Awoken drew out the s, like she was scolding a child. "I am fine, I can't even remember what happened last night, to be honest." Her voice was heavy, and she was lying. Her body ached and her insides felt odd and hollow.

And for a second. She felt as if she wasn't supposed to be here, that she was completely hollow without purpose. Kyrine felt out of place, out of plane.

"Well you look rough," Her image cut in and out. "Your war paint is chipped and your hair is down, and messy..did you dress yourself?"

Biting her lip, she hissed has her lip was bleeding from an unknown wound. Now that she thought about, she didn't dress herself.

"Uh." She coughed. "No, I didn't."

Erin's plump face contorted and her mouth quirked downwards. "Can I come over?"

"Ghost, what time is it?" Kyrine said, looking past her friends hologram.

"10:38, Miss." It said.

She looked back at an impatient Erin.  "Yeah." Don't really have that much else to do.

"Good," She snorted. "because I'm already here." And with that, the call was ended and her door swung open, and a angry short woman stomped in.