Ethereal

~Charlotte~

I'm going to retrace some steps for a moment, and take you back to a few minutes after we entered Scarrow.
Marcie had been whisked off with Ashan to another room, and I was left with the stoney Tennin.
He led me to a room, that was significantly smaller then the one I'd been in back in the heart of Sub-Tërra. Smaller it may have been, but it was sharper. The walls were painted black, but the molding was white, and the pillows and quilt were a blood red. It had just one small window, that faced only never ending blackness.

As soon I heard a click of the door closing, I turned and faced Tennin.

"You promised." I said staring at him levelly

"I know." he said his eyes ever calculating

"Who's after me?"

"Everyone."

"Care to elaborate?"

He sighed, and walked past me, staring out into the dark.

"It's not just Sub-Terra that's dying." He said after a moment. "Its all the cities, well kingdoms really, every single one of them are loosing their light."

"Like they've been infected" I said

"Yes, I suppose you could say that."

"So where do I fit in?"

"You, you are the Koreask. You are the prophecy." he paused for a minute. lost in thought. "You see, thousands of years ago, when our cities were just beginning to grow, the leaders came together and formed an alliance. One that stated they would not attack each other, etcetera etcetera. To preserve said alliance, the leaders formed an organization called the Zadax. Their purpose was to keep the leaders at peace, and stop the known land from falling into collective war."

"Kinda like the U.N" I muttered

"Hmm?" He glanced at me for a moment.

"Nothing. Go on."

Tennin shrugged and continued talking.

"The Zadax were said to all have mysterious powers of the mind. They were all seers and they wrote their predictions and prophecies down in a tomb. Well, the alliance between kingdoms could only last so long. A hundred years passed and the lands fell into war, and Zadax was eradicated. But after so long being separate from their kingdoms they felt the could not go back. And so, as the war progressed the Zadax disappeared, leaving only their tomb behind. Which, as I am sure you have guessed, contains the prophecy about you."

He turned back to look at me, searching my face.

"Well, there you have it."

"That still doesn't explain why we're running." I pointed out.

"All the kingdoms know about the prophecy. All of them want you."

"But Sub-Terra can't have that." I said lightly

"We are doing what is best for our city. And that means keeping you alive." He took step closer to me, so that we were only inches apart. "At all costs"

I had spent long hours observing Tennin. he had impossibly straight poster, a sharp face, and dark blonde hair nearly brown, and then there were those eyes. I looked into them now, they were so hardened, so cold. And yet, I knew they were just walls. I could see the flickers of pain that crossed his expression every now and then and I understood. We were more similar, Tennin and I, then anyone could ever guess.

He closed his eyes, and turned away from me, but as he did so I noticed something. Thin pink lines ran across his eyelids basically cutting them in half. Had they always been there?

"Tennin wha-"

Suddenly there was a knock on the door.

"Report!" Tennin cried out

"Sir! Permission to enter! Sir!"

"Granted"

The guard came in, I didn't know him. He made a B-line over to Tennin and said something I couldn't quite hear.

"Damn it all to Kaeist!" Tennin shouted, and ran out of the room.