ASTRA;
The room was quiet, too quiet...
I stared back at him through the mirror.....
"This isn't real..... This isn't real...";
I whispered to myself turning slowly to look at the door again.
I stilled, there he was, his piercing gaze on me...
He streched his hand towards me and suddenly, i found myself in another room.
It was strange..., he was strange..., i stared at him moving backward slowly, keeping a large distance before us....
I walked out of the room slowly, looking around curiously.
This was a palace, different from mine.....
It was darker, something about this place didn't feel right.
He was following me, i could hear his steady footsteps behind me.
Where am i????
I turned to ask what this place was, but his words made me freeze, words caught in my throat...
He asked me to stay with him!
"Astra" he called
I became terrified, how did he know my name?
I want to go home...; i managed to speak, forcing back my tears.
His eyes darkened, eyes which were once red, were now dark, his words came out like a roar.
"I ASKED YOU TO STAY WITH ME!"
I fell to the floor, trembling with fear.
But--- i-- i don't know you; i stuttered, shifting back in fear as he walked closer till my back hit the wall, and i stopped moving.
He crouched down to meet my gaze and stared at me for a while.
My heart hammered inside my chest, i was still trembling, tears now falling freely.
You set me free back then, without knowing who i was, what's wromg in staying with me without knowing who i am? He asked calmly.
I stared at him in shock.
"There's a difference, when i released you back then, i felt as if i was compelled to, you led me to you, didn't you?
I can't stay with you, i have a family waiting for me, a life and people to guide, i will not be staying with you!!!"; i replied hotly not knowing it angered him.
He gabbed my neck in the blink of an eye, his grip tight, his gaze was fierce, eyes slowly turning red again. His hands felt as if it had thorns on it, it felt as if they were piercing through my neck as i struggled to breath.
I continued struggling, hands moving around desperate to get him off, but i stopped when i felt his hand slowly release my neck and a liquid flowing down my hand.
I looked at my hand shocked as i realized that i scratched him on the face.
He stood up, turned his back and began to wipe his face...
"He's distracted" i thought.
While he was at it, i managed to quietly sneak away and began running fast the moment i had the chance. When i approached the stairs, i saw some people staring up at me, their eyes red as well.
" what's with these people...., i guess i wasn't quiet enough" i whispered to myself.
Their eyes weren't as red as his. They stared at me as if they already knew i was here and that i would try to escape.
Fear slowly crept into me once i noticed the weapons on them. They looked very intimidating.
I tried walking away, but got blocked by a young girl, she looked like someone of my age.
I was so lost lost looking at her, i didn't realize that there was someone at my back. The next thing i could remember was falling to the ground after being hit on the head by something hard.