For a mont everything seed to stop..
The world vanished..
The air stilled...
Then she appeared...
"...Dante"
"Cara...."
"What happened to you?" She asked, her shocked eyes scanning my new look with awe painted clearly on her face...
"I look good, I know. Feel free to drink it all up" I said cockily.
Arms spread in a narcissistic display...
"Humph.. what’s that dumb look for? Whoever said you looked good?" She snorted, turning away..
"Oof, you wound .." I placed a hand over my heart in mock hurt..
"Pftt.." she was almost laughing before she caught herself..
I’d thought I was over her...
I’d thought my novel knowledge would make it easy to forget whatever this body had with her before I took over. But no.
Finally WHOLE, those feelings seed to have only been pushed back forcefully..
But seeing her here, right now, blue hair swaying softly in the night wind, blue eyes radiating that regal elegance I knew her for, her picturesque beauty and figure..
The sound of her voice, that teasing playful edge, her laughter that seed to light up my world..
Those feelings threatened to resurface..
Until her tone shifted...
It felt like she finally realized she was acting out of character...
Her eyes turned cold, her expression turned blank..
"Was that how you thought this eting would go?" Her voice was empty, emotionless..
"Huh..?" I was caught off guard..
"Ohhh~~ Dante, be for real. You thought we’d et again and all of a sudden I’d be all over you because you got a new look? Is that why you followed here? Pathetic.."
"What are you talking about?".. I was confused, genuinely so, one mont peace. The next, THIS?
"Oohhh Dante, I missed you, let’s runaway.. is that what you were expecting? For to entertain trash like you? Ridiculous.."
At this point my expression had gone blank, all feelings withdrawn.
The warmth that was about to bleed out of settling into a frozen chill..
She noticed the change imdiately..
I caught the look in her eyes, the subtle shifts, almost like she was avoiding my gaze.
The clench of her fists, the way she bit her lips.
This wasn’t the Cara I knew, MY Cara was unfazed before anything.
Once again the feeling I had during that awakening ceremony returned..
"Sothing is definitely wrong"..
"You look good.." I struggled to say, trying to ignore her biting words. Constantly reminding myself of what the system said..
"Flattery won’t get you anywhere with , Trash!" But the words that ca out her mouth were harsh, degrading, insulting even.
Yet the way her fists clenched tighter, her lips bitten harder, the soft trembling of her body, telltale signs that she was hurting, told there was more to this situation than I was thinking..
"What’re you hiding from little snow?" I wasn’t about to play these gas..
My system said her affection was at a whopping 99%, and right now she wasn’t acting like the proud, unyielding and mischievous young woman I knew her to be, so I asked outright, determined to clear this up..
"Don’t call that!!!" She yelled at ..
"I’m not your little snow!" she said,trying to sound calm yet failing miserably, the tremors in her voice said otherwise..
"This isn’t you Cara, this isn’t the Cara I know, not the Cara I.... The Cara I loved..." I said slowly, dragging the words from sowhere I’d thought left forgotten after my awakening..
I could see her body tremble violently from those words and then..
"THE CARA YOU KNEW WAS A FRAUD!!!" She scread, drawing the attention of the surrounding crowds..
"Now tell what it is you’re doing here or get out of my way and let pass...Trash!" She spat, finally regaining control of her emotions, eyes cold yet never looking straight at ..
"Sigh..you know you can trust little snow, no matter what’s tr...."
I couldn’t finish my sentence..
"Well.. well..well.. if it isn’t the E-rank trash, what? Co to beg for crumbs from MY woman?"..
That voice..
I’d recognize it anywhere..
After all, I’d place it far beneath for 4 years Straight but unfortunately now it’s gotten it’s tone back..
I turned slowly, eyes devoid of emotions as I regarded Micheal Solaris..
"Who the fuck are you?" I could see the shock and horror within his eyes as he stared at the 7ft5 piece of perfection before him..
"Why of course it’s the trash.. you’ve been making fun of all this while" I grinned. A sharp predatory expression gracing my face..
He took half a step back before his expression changed, it seems he’d realized just what talent and bloodline he held..
But I could see it, the fear and terror within that half a step back.
It seems the shadow I casted on him in those 4 years were sothing even an SS-rank talent and bloodline couldn’t erase fully...
"Trash. You dare speak to like this!!?" He snarled, rage and embarrassnt mixing into one tone..
"Heh, I’m not the one scared of trash. So tell , if I’m trash, then what does that make you who’s scared of trash?" I asked..
"Pffft... you take yourself too seriously Dante. Micheal was just having fun with you" one of the two boys flanking him spoke up.
"And who the fuck are you?"
"You piece of___"
"Enough.." Micheal cut him off..
His gaze returned to , a sinister smile curled his lips as he walked towards ..
Bypassing and coming to stand beside Cara, his hand going to wrap around her waist as he stared down.
"Now tell , trash, what do you want with MY woman" he sneered..
My eyes turned cold, old Dante almost bleeding through.
"You will get your hands off her or I’ll make sure you never use them again" The wind stilled at my rage, the surrounding crowd finding breathing difficult as responded instinctively to my rage..
I could see the ghost of a beautiful smile on Cara’s lips or maybe I’d just imagined it in my rage, cause I was ready to murder soone..
Micheal felt it, the very atmosphere seemingly turning hostile. He was shocked for a mont before a reddish light covered his body, the temperature rising around him as his hands released their grip..
"You really don’t understand the situation you’re in, do you?" he said to ..
Walking towards slowly as the temperature soared to unbearable heights..
"I dare you to repeat what you just said.."
Our auras collided..
The space groaned like a fabric stretched too thin...
clashing violently with whatever he was doing..
Opposing forces vying for dominance..
But...
I could feel my control of the atmosphere slipping, whatever he was doing, was rendering my ability ineffective..
My eyes flashed red..
Our gazes t, and before I could unleash my full force..
"Enough!" A cold voice sounded out.
Breaking up our confrontation..
"Dante, leave. I don’t want to see you again" Cara’s cold voice brought be back from my rage..
"Snow....." an ice pike had already appeared before my face..
The temperature around dropping to below freezing degrees...
"I won’t repeat myself... Trash has no business around .." her tone was cold. Final.
"You were useful once. That’s all you ever were.."
Any hesitation I’d sensed from her earlier gone like a mirage...
I held her gaze a mont longer, searching.. yet her eyes remained steady..
"If that’s the role you’ve chosen, then I’ll play mine"..
I turned, my words held as I resud my trek towards my initial destination...
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As she watched him walk away, eyes cold and expression blank..
Cara’s heart clenched within her..
"I’m so sorry D.."
Pain flashed within her eyes, white-hot. Only to be gone the next mont as she regarded Micheal who had lost his voice earlier...
"That was the second ti" her voice ca out authoritative, calm and regal..
"It was the only way to make sure he stays away.." Micheal replied.
Gone was the arrogance expected of a SS- rank bloodline and talent wielder, his voice was subdued. Almost subservient...
"I don’t care what act we’re putting on or what decision we’re making, but the next ti you dare to put your filthy hands on , then mark my words.." she spoke up, cold eyes boring holes through him..
"Even if I have to ruin myself, I will make sure you never make use of them again.." her verdict was final..
"You threaten because of him? You know the consequences...."
"Consequences be damned.." she didn’t let him finish..
"And this has nothing to do with him. Touch one more ti and you’ll have your answer.. am I clear?" She demanded..
.....
....
"Am. I. Fucking. Clear?" Her voice ca out slow, threatening..
".....yes, my lady..." Micheal replied through gritted teeth..
"Humph..." she turned around..
"TRASH..." she spat as she passed by him...
"I just hope you can learn to forgive soday D....."
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A/N: my baby might actually be misunderstood...
Sigh~~~~~
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