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“Blythe, you saw how friendly she was with Puck! We can’t trust her. We’ve got to cut her loose. What if next time she ‘misfires’ and instead of missing the General, she ‘accidentally’ hits one of our ships? You and I both know we can’t afford to stay behind Puck’s team any more. If they get their hands on those capsules of Marvel God knows what they’ll do with that power.”Farron’s commanding voice boomed inside the aircraft garage, his brown eyes flashing. Blythe ran a hand through his coal-black hair, sighing to himself. “We know what our motives are. Demetria—““Demetria. Exactly. How do you know Demetria’s one of us? Maybe she only wants to get the Marvel for herself. She isn’t exactly predictable, you know.”Blythe scowled at Farron. “Demetria’s part of our team. You know that! If she wasn’t, would she have bothered shooting down the remainder of the ships back at Actesona? No. She would have let them attack you without a guilty thought in her mind.”The room was now silent. Farron glanced down at the ground, scuffing the toe of his boot against the tile of the floor. “I still don’t trust her. I was the one who had to shoot down Puck after she was letting him go. Don’t you think that’s a little sketchy?”Blythe rolled his gray eyes, rubbing the back of his neck. Everyone had taken quite a beating from the Air Bulls that day and now everyone was inside the Base either patching themselves up or resting. “It’s sketchy.” He agreed, still not totally convinced. “Exactly. Do you want to take the chance? Do you want to risk losing another one of our members because we were deceived? Because we were stupid?”Blythe noticed the strain in Farron’s tone as he spoke. The loss of Shinja had taken a toll on him and now even the mention of her death left him choked. “Farron, we cannot compare everything unfortunate to that of Shinja’s death. It was terrible. I’m sorry.” Blythe said rather blandly, which made Farron’s temper spike as he grabbed his friend’s wrist with a hawk-like grip.“Don’t treat her like she’s some sort of forgotten memory!” Farron snarled, releasing Blythe’s wrist. “Because I haven’t forgotten!”The garage was silent while Blythe and Farron stared at each other, though it seemed as though the tension between the two was screaming. Blythe finally was the one to speak. “And I haven’t forgotten what Demetria did for me back at Central. She saved me from getting injected with Marvel, in case you don’t remember.”His voice resembled Boom Boom Hair Loss Concealer that of a lion’s roar as his blood boiled beneath his skin. Even Farron detected the danger of defying Blythe at this time, which made him relax his muscles slightly. “She’ll betray us all.” He whispered, bottom lip quavering slightly as he turned heel and stormed into the Base. His footsteps echoed through Blythe’s mind for quite some time before he heard another pair of footsteps that sounded like they were retreating.Turning his attention to the garage doors, Blythe noticed the tall, slim figure of Demetria standing on the cliff that would allow their aircraft to take off into the sky. The sunset that was beginning to take place made her form black like a shadow as he approached her.He was a good yard behind her as he took in the scene. The forest that was a decent distance below them was bathed in the beautiful golden glow of the receding sun, making everything look like something out of a fairy tale. Then Blythe looked at Demetria. He was behind her and for the moment that was a good thing, for he feared that if she dare look at him with those poisonous green eyes he would be silenced. The strange thing about Demetria’s form that still dazzled Blythe was that she seemed very feminine at first glance; thin with slightly curvy hips, arms that looked like he could snap them in two because they were so thin. Her trademark brunette French braid that trailed down to her tailbone was so smooth and silky. But as he got a closer, more personal look, he noticed that her arms were not only thin, but they had a nice arch do to them being muscular. Her legs were not just long, but they were lean and powerfully built. Everything about her was both very beautiful…yet very dangerous.“Dem…is there something wrong?”Blythe bit his lip, waiting with baited breath for an answer. Demetria didn’t move as she spoke, but a slight breeze picked up, tossing her lengthy braid to the right. “You’ve developed feelings for me, haven’t you?” Demetria asked softly. She seemed unfazed as she continued to stare out to the open space before them. Blythe longed to reach out and touch her; to run his fingers over her nearly-bare shoulders. After an extensive stretch of time where nothing was said, Demetria chuckled softly. “Love. The biggest mistake mankind could ever make.”Blythe swallowed, taking a few steps forward so he was beside her. “So I’m a mistake?” he asked quietly, sighing inwardly. HDemetria and Blythe are the main characters of the Sci-Fi story I’m writing. It takes place 300 years after 2000 (So 2300).Demetria is a hired assassin that Blythe fell in love with. When he started his own aircraft team (Consisting of himself, Farron, Shinja, Leif, Dextra, Clovis) he naturally asked Demetria to join. She agreed, and during several of their battles she’s saved some of the members, but during their last fight with the Air Bulls, she said somethinng into her comunicator to the team leader, Puck, which was his offer to pay her for her protection.Blythe swallowed, taking a few steps forward so he was beside her. “So I’m a mistake?” he asked quietly, sighing inwardly. He hated when Demetria talked in a shrewd tone; it only left him out of breath. What could he say in response to that? After considering the response he just relayed to her, he felt like quite the idiot for even asking such a rhetorical question.Demetria didn’t respond. Blythe sighed once again, running a hand through his hair. “Did you hear my conversation with Farron?” Blythe finally asked. Demetria nodded, still looking forward with apathy. “Am /I/ a mistake?” Demetria asked quietly. Blythe froze. Was this question finally showing that Demetria did care about how she was viewed? That she still had a heart beating in her chest? The redundancy of the question made the hair on the back of his neck prickle.-c-“Demetria, don’t listen to what Farron says. He’s still having a hard time coping with Shinja’s death and you know that! Don’t listen to what /I/ say, honestly. I say things I don’t mean all the time and—“ Blythe suddenly realized that a single teardrop was running down Demetria’s cheek. He held his breath, watching her take in a deep breath as if ready to speak.“Don’t worry.” Demetria finally murmured, voice still dull-sounding. “Because I’ve never listened to a word you’ve said since the day I’ve met you.”Blythe blinked, feeling his heartbeat race. “Demetria…” he whispered, head hanging while his hair fell past his eyes. “Then why stay? Why stick around and assist us? Why build such a strong relationship and then say that you’ve never really listened to me? Do you think I’m stupid?” he question, disbelief in his tone as hot tears fell down his face.“Stupidity is the talent of misconception. Edgar Allan Poe said that.” Demetria answered simply. -c-“I’m leaving tomorrow. I’ll be finding Puck and joining his team. He’s asked for my protection and is giving me a large sum of money in return.”“You always make goodbyes the hardest part.” Blythe murmured.“You always make letting go the hardest part.” Demetria muttered in reply.((done. Sorry for the random character information in the middle))
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