Monday, January 5, 2009

P r e v i e w

"I've seen this look before. Defeat." Sasha looked disappointed as she stared down at the crumpled figure that sat, leaning against the floor with his head in his hands.

"Just go away." He uttered the words without looking up.

"You had best be broken for a good reason, Rain." She was glaring now, arms crossed, anger radiating from her readily.

"I'm not broken." He was angry too and yet there was a desperation in his voice, that she didn't understand. "Look, Sasha," He started to speak again with a sigh. "I'm not like you okay. I don't do this because I want to. I don't kill people cause that's the only thing I know. I... I do it to survive."

"Then what's the problem here?" She looked exasperated. "Survival is an instinct. Why are you so... so upset?"

"It sickens me. That I have fallen so low, just to survive." He glanced away, so she couldn't see his face. "I... when I was small, I remember... I remember how I'd always wanted to become a doctor when I grew up." He laughed unhappily. "Look at me now. I've become the total opposite."

"And so you've given up?" Sasha sneered, her voice cool. "And what are you going to do now? Runaway like before? Leave everything you've worked so hard to create, and become a drunk beggar on the street, wallowing away in self-pity?"

"No! No... I... I..." He nearly shouted in horror, stumbling for words.

"You refuse?" Rain could feel the sadistic form of amusement in her expression, without even seeing her face. She was, most definitely smirking. "Ah... then you have finally seen the light?"

He looked up finally, glowering at her, his eyes as cold as ice. "I will not... loose everything... not now. That was just a momentary weakness. It will not happen again."

She gave him an infuriating half-smile, and then turned around quickly on her heel, walking away in her graceful quick strides that never stopped reminding him of a panther's prowl. "Is that a promise?" She spoke over her shoulder.


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