Girl from the Ocean

Girl from the Ocean 7

<P>"Okay...so Rosylyn..."<BR>"What did Jane mean off the board?"<BR>"It means we're not actively playing. What it really means is that we're MIA, off the board has a lot of meanings, it basically comes down to the person's not active." <BR>"So where is Rosylyn?"<BR>"I don't know. Could I find her? Probably. But she left for her own reasons and who am I to force her back? I don't want a hand in it. You have to realize that our mother fully expects Rosylyn to become head of the family, even though she's a woman, and for me to keep her safe. Now that wouldn't be a difficult thing if she was stable. Or if there wasn't always someone vying for our positions." She chanced a glance at him and noticing his furrowed brows, elaborated, "It's like cards. You've got your jokers, those are people like my grandfather and father who you never know what to expect from them but they basically can get away with anything, then you have your Aces. My mother, Rosylyn, me. Then you have your kings, queens, jacks, Jane's a jack. And so on and so forth. The lower card, the lower rank, and vice versa. Together Ros and I are invincible, unstoppable, everyone's afraid of that. What happens when you put an emotionally unstable girl in charge and give her a means to whatever end she desires? Because that's what I am, a means to an end. My father thinks we're better together because I'm completely rational and practical, and our world is kill or be killed sometimes. Sometimes you don't get to sit around and wait it out, which is exactly what Ros would like to do most of the time. Without me she'd be dead...but without her so would I. She's privy to information they'll never give me and we share everything. When she disappeared...things got ugly fast. Some people would rather just stick me in her place and be done with it, while others see it as an opportunity to get rid of me and take power for themselves. This little stunt is not winning either of us favor that's for damn sure."<BR>"So why'd you leave? Why not just take her position?"<BR>"She's my <EM>sister</EM> Kellan. I can't just replace her, and...what if I don't want this life for my family? For myself?"<BR>"Well how do you get out of it?" <BR>"Die." Sasha laid her head back against the frigid metal bars of the jungle gym. <BR>"So not really an option then?"<BR>"More than you'd think."<BR>"What's that supposed to mean?" Kellan tugged her and scooted forward til their faces were only inches apart. <BR>"I'm a bad person Kellan. I like to tell myself I'm not and I like to pretend that I don't have a choice, but I do. I could let them kill me, instead of always being the killer. Sometimes...sometimes they'll walk away, knowing they lost but still having their lives, but most are not like that."<BR>"You've killed people?"<BR>"Yes Kellan!" She exclaimed, exasperated, what did you think because I'm a girl they magically wouldn't hurt me? No. I have to save myself."<BR>"What about...your parents?"<BR>"What about them?"<BR>"Why haven't they saved you?"<BR>"My father has...my mother is too self involved to know anything's wrong."<BR>"I'm sorry." He said sadly. "Someone should always have saved you." <BR>Kellan held her face in his hand, leaning down he closed his eyes and laid his forehead against hers. <BR>"You can't save me." She whispered as she pressed her lips against his. Soft, at first, wrapping her arms around his neck, she tugged her body closer to his, relaxing into his warm arms.</P>