Sentry of the Arcane: Engulfed

Chapter Thirty-Four: Fitz

The boy's once again in the darkness, a place that's now all too familiar to him. He's given up on ever understanding what lies within this black hole; it's almost like something doesn't want him to find out. Sighing, the boy sits down right then and there, crossing his arms and, admittedly, pouting a bit. All he ever saw in this area were the colours teal and black. And sometimes the girl.

At the thought of the teal-eyed girl, the boy immediately jumps up, adrenaline and fear flowing through his veins. He never had a good reputation when she was around him. He recalls the cabinet incident, and too coincidentally, he hears a thud and turns around to find cabinet drawers all on the ground. The boy immediately panicks, making sure that he doesn't get as lost as last time. Practically sprinting over to the drawers, he almost dives in, searching frantically for teal papers... that aren't there.

"Looks like you've lost something other than yourself," a hauntingly familiar voice sounds behind him, causing him to pale and his heart to drop. Whirling around, he finds himself staring right at the one person who never fails to irreversibly mess him up. She takes a step forward, causing him to take a step back instinctively. The girl furrows her eyebrows, her eyes darkening a bit as well. "Oh, what's this? Do you not like me?"

Another step. "Do you not miss me?"

She doesn't move forward, but the boy still steps back. The girl gasps in realisation, "Do you not remember me?"

At that, the boy shakes his head. "I remember you," he clarifies, still wary of being around her. "I remember what you did." The boy glances over at the empty drawers and demands, "Where are they? Where did you hide them?" He narrows his eyes at her, preparing himself for any of her cunning tricks.

Nonetheless, the teal-eyed girl walks forward, tsking at his behaviour. "When did we grow so distant?" she voices, hurt lacing into her words. His heart pangs wih guilt, but he manages to stay strong and not give her a reaction. At this, the girl narrows her eyes. "Am I really a monster to you?"

When she's met with silence, she asks, "Do you hate me that much?"

At that, the boy takes a step back; he wasn't expecting such a question to come from her. Did he hate her? No, he just didn't... The boy frowns, suddenly confused about his feelings. For some reason, he can't seem to remember how he felt towards her, and he tells her so. "It's not hate... I think," he adds uncertainly, trying to rack his brain for some sort of clear definition of her.

"Why don't I help you remember?" she asks, ripping the boy away from his thoughts. "You can't hate a person when you can't remember why you hate them." At that, the girl holds her hand out as an offer. She smiles when he decides to walk towards her, but hurt hits her hard when the boy continues to walk past her, almost ignoring her. The girl then proceeds to plaster a smile and walk in front of him, not letting him see her face.

...

I wake up to find myself slumped over in Sophie's chair, a towel preventing me fron speaking. Groaning when a massive headache washes over me, I gently take off the bind and sit up, taking in the scene in front of me.; correction, lack of scene. Somehow, I'm the only one in the female Percipient's room. Furrowing my eyebrows, I stand up, ready to go searching for them. However, I must've stood up too quickly because dizziness forces me to sit down again. Sighing, I hold my head in my hands, closing my eyes to take a few breaths.

I'm about to head back to my room when I hear something fall from next door- my room. When I stand up, the connecting door between Sophie's and my room slams open, barely hanging onto its hinges. Donovan flies into the room, coming in at such a force that he almost falls onto Sophie's bed. Fortunately, the male Sovereign manages to control himself. I open my mouth to ask him whatever the heck he's doing, but that simple movement somehow drains me exponentially, so I stay quiet, slumping over again.