...We Could...

Fumi Twenty-Four!

The group was walking peacefully down the corridor when they heard a blood curdling scream. Preuss suddenly froze. He knew that sound.

"Perisa!" He cried, whirling around, looking frantically at where the scream could have come from. It sounded like it had come from everywhere at once. "Perisa! Zwilling!" (Twin!)

"When did she leave?" Zelda panicked. "Let's go back!"

Dastan was already down the hall, Preuss close on his heals. When they skidded around a corner Preuss ran strait smack into something.

"Oof!" it cried. Preuss looked up to see a flash of gold before the mystery girl's hood settled back into place. She scrambled up and offered a tan hand to help him up. "I heard Perisa's scream. I have come to help you."

"Yeah, well we don't want your help," Preuss snapped, ignoring her hand and standing by his own doing. "For all we know you could have set her in the trap."

The girl smiled faintly. "You are absolutely correct. I could have. On the same note, Dastan could have."

"Hey! Don't bring me into this! I would never do that to my little sister!" the older cried angrily.

The girl turned her head slightly towards him. "I am trying to prove a point. We don't know who did it."

He glared at her. His once trust in her was starting to crumble.

Preuss, however, was starting to trust her. Just a little bit. Mainly he admired how wise she was. But, for the most part, he hated her.

"Who did it or not isn't the problem right now," the boy growled. "We have to find Perisa!"

"You are absolutely right, Lord Preuss," Junpei spoke up. "We must find your sister."

Preuss glared at him. "You stay out of this as well, bastard."

Zelda gasped. "Preuss!" she scolded. "Don't call Junpei that! And don't ever say that again!"

"Fine then," he snapped. "Junpei, get your fat ass out of my sight. Leave my sister alone, and don't ever come near us again!"

The slap hung in the air. Preuss stuck his chin up defiantly, ignoring the stinging pain on his cheek. The two pairs of red eyes made contact with each other in a silent showdown.

"I know it's hard, Preuss," Zelda spoke finally. "We had no way of getting back to Mom and Dad. Strange people have come to try and help us. And now our youngest has left. But that is no excuse to treat others badly. Have a little bit of faith in humanity, will you? They're not all bad."

"We're not human, Zelda," Preuss murmured. "We are the children of countries. We are more powerful than humans."

He turned on his heal and walked away, his cloak fluttering as he stormed down the hall to look for his twin.

Zelda sighed and looked down. "I sure hope I did the right thing..." She raised her head. "Prince, could you go after him? You two are close. Maybe you could try and talk some sense into him."

"I will go," spoke a smooth voice. "Preuss does not need to see you two at this moment. You three go by yourselves."

The blue cloak melted into the shadows, and she was gone.

"Let's keep going the way we came," Junpei offered. "We can check each branch off and door along the way."

Zelda nodded and was lead away by the dark man while Dastan followed after, disgusted.

~*~

The mystery girl snuck silently behind the hurrying boy, keeping in the shadows. When she was near enough, she spoke.