Ashes Chapter 2: A new heartbeat in a building full of bodies.
' So I'm in a school?', uttered Hans in disbelief, dreading the questions to come.
' Well see that's where you might be mistaken...'
Can't be very good.
'... we plan on rebuilding the world, because the liberation wars have cut the world in two , and we don't...', Lilly fades off. She looks at him in attempt to engage him into the conversation, but he looks back at with a clear message- 'shut up, I've been through a lot and the last thing i want to hear is some jumpy college girl telling him about the world.
' I've killed someone', was all it took to shut her up. Indeed he had, explaining the wings on his back, and the blood on his shirt. Lilly, now looking as though she is going to be sick, stares at the wall, wide-eyed.
' Y-y-you, killed s-s-someone? Why? How?', Oh, boy. The pressure makes Hans cough, as if its fiery red tendrils where making their way around his chest suffocating him with its deadly grip. Lilly is in an inevitable state of curiosity mixed with a deadly cocktail of fear, wonder and a turning stomach.
' Ahem, wings?'
'Explaining?'
'HANS I AM IN YOUR HEAD AND WE IN ONE ARE TWO EVILS EMBODIED IN FLESH AND THOUGHT.'
'Holy fuck Lilly!'
'What?'
'Um, never mind, I'm sorry.'
'Gosh your such a psycho.'
'I've eaten someone's heart.'
'Sh-sh-shit, WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU?!', screamed Lilly as she sprinted down the hallway.
'I'm a horrible person that has done horrible things', said Hans in a feeble mutter.
'I heard you',said Hans in his room they had so kindly donated to him.'YES AND I HAVE HEARD YOU. THE SCREAMING AND PAIN IN HERE IS UNBEARABLE, HOW DO YOU THINK?', 'Experience and adaptation. So what is your business within my torso...? ...hate,yes, that's your name.' And this is where Hans stops short, to find a boy with hair in his eyes and listening to tinny music, making the situation more absurd.Bunk-bed? Oh, no.
'Yikes, they roomie me up with a psycho?!'
'Hello I'm Hans'.
' And I'm pretty fucking confused!'
*sigh*
'I'll tell you later, now if you don't mind I'm having a conversation here.'
Yet another confused look meets his eyes.
I'm eating my way home.
