My eyes fly open.
A warm sensation is surrounding my body.
Why is Elicia hugging me and crying?
Who the hell made her cry?!
And what was the meaning of that fever ass dream I just had. It made no sense. Nothing is making sense.
Elicia is trembling so bad, her eyes are shut as tear roll down her cheeks-
Why is it so cold here?
I gathered up the courage and whispered, "…Elicia." Her trembling body stopped moving. Her eyes flew wide open like she had seen a ghost.
"A-Arnold" Her smile is very wide. But the smile is reflecting shock more than happiness, "A-Are you alive…?"
"Of course, I am" I said simply and-
She fell on the ground. Unconscious.
What the hell is happening?
A big smile covers her face even when she is unconscious.
I run my hand towards her to check her breathe,
Thank God, she's breathing all well.
I am-
Ice.
The wall and half the street are covered in ice and-
What are those punks doing in the ice?!
Oh shit.
They would be dead.
Well, it's good but… where did this ice came from? Something unrealistic has happened here while I was in that fever ass dream that didn't make any sense. I literally met the devil of feelings, like what the hell was it? My behaviour. The way I talked. Everything was so bad. Like I cannot believe, it was me, even if it was just a dream. I-
It's not the time to think about some fever dream. I have to do something.
If anyone sees the scene right here, then I am dead for sure. I cannot run from here seeing that Elicia is unconscious at the moment, and the ice? I cannot do anything for it. In case, someone actually found us here, they'll suspect me as the killer of those bastards, but seeing people's mentality, they'll think Elicia is a witch and they'll burn her.
I cannot let that happen.
The one thing that I can do now is sit, but it is the thing I can not do at the moment. Let's start with making Elicia gain consciousness.
I will need water to splash on her face.
I turned my head towards the street and observed it carefully; there is no water to be seen here except some drops in the ground that are probably the outcome of a heavy rain. I cannot use that dirty water to wash Elicia's face.
What should I do? After thinking for a few seconds, the solution came across my mind.
The ice.
I can break a small part of the ice and put it in Elicia's face.
Let's do it!
After 5 min.
"Yes!", I whispered in joy, it took unexpectedly a lot of efforts to break a piece of ice; I should put it in Elicia's face before it melts.
I walked towards Elicia and sat on my knees as I reached her.
I put the ice in Elicia's eyes-
She flinched.
"Elicia!" I shouted as I tried my voice to reach her ears.
She moved again.
I picked the ice from her eyes.
I slide the ice gently in her cheeks and-
She opened her eyes.
"Elicia!" I said with happiness-
Her eyes flew wide open as she saw me.
"… Arnold?"
"Yes."
"… I am dreaming, aren't I" she trembled as the words left her mouth. Why is she so shocked by seeing me?
"Of course, you're not Elicia" I replied to her question-
A warm sensation that is Elicia's body baths over me.
She is hugging me.
She is hugging me.
She is hugging me.
I can feel how my body is burning; I just know that I am red from head to toes right now-
Elicia's grip over my shoulders tightens-
She is trembling like she had never. She is crying.
The tip of her fingers are pressed tightly against my skin.
Why is she crying?
Her sob is even louder; it's more like a scream. Elicia is not the type to cry over small fuss; something big has happened while I was dreaming. What should I do now?
"Thank Goodness-
"Ah…how unexpected" A voice cut through Elicia's. I turn my head towards the source of the voice as Elicia does the same-
A Corp.
I am dead. We are dead.
It is the worst time and the worst people it could be.
He sighs, as he steps towards us, "Who expected that I would have to overwork because of some brats who are not even near adulthood." He continues to walk towards us. He wore a white shirt and a blue coat as a layering. Black pants are a really good match to his fit. The uniform is flashy and cool. After all, most of the taxes goes to them and the army only. He is quite handsome too, black hairs, black eyes and a sharp jawline, it's quite great.
"Hey kids, don't you think you're way too small for the things you are doing…" A pause; of course, we should not be at a crime scene, we are too small for it; especially in his eyes, as he thinks we killed them, he continued "…unless you're siblings"
So he was talking about me hugging Elicia. He sure do have a unique way of seeing things. I release my hands from Elicia and-
He is over me. He has pressed me against the ground. He pushed Elicia towards the wall and caught to me in a blink.
"If you had to kill those men, then why don't do it silently? At least, I wouldn't have to come here." He said while my hands are pressed tightly against the ground as he grips my wrists tightly.
"Tell me, where this ice came from and which one of them killed those punks or did you both killed them together? Answer me, and I will leave you after giving you the punishment." He rushes the words out of his mouth. His speed is insane. After all, he is a corp.
I look for the answer of the questions he asked me.
What would be the best answer?
"Quick! Or I will take you both. I give you five seconds, spill the truth and if you don't then trust me, I will make you suffer the double."
"1…2…3-"
"I killed them and the ice- I summoned it." I rush the nonsense that I didn't have the time to think twice about.
"You summoned it? You don't look like a noble, neither you are."
"Actually…" Elicia opens her mouth to speak something but I cannot let her speak now.
"Yes, I am not a noble. I eventually summoned it by using black magic" I rush the words; he looked towards Elicia with a curious look, "She is innocent. She just happened to pass by and I don't why but I had the sudden urge to hug someone so I hugged her" I find it hard to believe that he will believe the nonsense I am sprouting.
"Very well-
Smash!
His fingers come in contact with my neck, and…and-
I passed out.
My eyes fly open. Brown ceiling?
Where am I?
I turn my head to scan the area. Bars.
I am in jail.