Eyes

Daring

Arc: Level C [Continued]

April 8- Day 8F

*2 hours later*

"It just hit 10 a couple of minutes ago," I tell Zarith as we watch Desirée sleep on my bed. "You think she'll wake up soon?"

"Maybe," he simply responds as he walks to the bedroom door. "You seem worried.... or perhaps upset about something."

I sigh. "She called me Kenken." I pause for a second before I continue. "The only person who has called me by that nickname was my sister."

"Oh? Really?" Zarith walks up closer to Desirée. "Interesting," he whispers.

Suddenly, I hear the door from downstairs open. I yell, "In here!" hoping that Stylus could come in the room.

After a couple of seconds, he enters and immediately looks at Desirée. "What happened to her?" he asks as he walks up the bed.

"I don't know," I respond. "This is the second time she has collapsed though."

Suddenly, Desirée begins to slightly move before she opens her eyes. We simply stare down at her until her eyes widen as she springs up off the bed. After doing that, she quickly grabs her head. "Ouch..." Then she looks up at us. "You guys scared me..."

"What happened? Are you okay?" Stylus asks.

She nervously chuckles. "Yeah, don't worry. I'm fine." She slowly breathes in and out while I head towards the door. "Wait!" she yells. I slowly turn around as she looks at me for a couple of seconds. "I.... I remember something about Xear," she quickly adds.

"W-what?" Stylus responds.

I walk back to where I stood before. "What is it?" I curiously say.

Desirée begins to speak until Stylus cuts her off. "I think we should let her rest first," he interjects.

"Why don't we let her speak..?" Zarith says with a smirk.

Stylus glares at him as I sigh. "There shouldn't be a problem with that, right Stylus?"

He sighs, then slightly steps back. After a couple of seconds, Desirée begins. "I remember... Someone else was also with him. All the time." She points to her neck. "They both wore collars."

"Does that mean they were both level Rs?" I ask.

She slowly shakes her head. "No, I don't think both of them." She looks at me. "Collars acted as limiters from what I remember. Is that right?"

"Yeah, according to Stylus," I answer. "So I suppose you don't necessarily have to be a level R to wear them. It could simply mean that your abilities need to be kept in check. Or that you need to be kept in check." I turn to Desirée. "Do you know why they stayed together? I don't remember anyone else needing a collar around them."

Desirée touches her forehead for a couple of seconds. Then, she answers. "I think... they lived together. I know they were quite close."