FBSchin
patreon
Fated encounter pt 3
🕑 Added 2020-10-20 11:30:48 +0000 UTCAme wasted no time making her way through the long wooden hall. Pulling open each sliding door, her frustration grew with each empty room.
“Where are you?” She panted, sweaty and frustrated.
Chase was stumbling in his room, still trying to dress himself, he could hear that women blowing through the temple. A dozen questions ran through his mind and he forced his robe over his head.
Who is she? Why is she here? How did she barge in without him noticings, and lastly, why is she looking for his friend?
Questions he would find the answer too, rushing out of his room, he watched the ends of her hair turn the corner.
“Wait!” He shouted at her.
It's not like this was labour intensive, but Ame was almost completely out of breath. Being stone for 1500 years, and the time she has spent alive again she still hasn't forgotten Dashi’s scent. He’s in here somewhere, she wants to call out to him but her chest is too tight. It feels like she can’t breath.
Another open door and nothing.
Where? Where? He has to be here!
The hall comes to an end and the last door is shut, with a swallow to compose herself, shaken hands fly to open but she is interrupted.
A vice grip grabs each wrist and pulls her away.
“How dare you!?” A deep voice questions.
Those warm brown eyes she had come to known and fear. Wide eyed and rounded thick eyebrows look at her with scorn. Shocked for a moment, Ame did not even hear him approach, be the painfully tight grip on her wrists makes her eyes bloom red.
“Who do you think you are? This is a sacred temple!” Chase shouts at her, the hall is dark with the only lights being that of the moon, and the blood red glow of Ames eyes.
She says nothing as her breath levels. Chase’s brows crease and the haunted glow of her eyes.
“Are you an assassin of Wuya?” Chase hissed down at Ame.
Her nostrils flared at the question, making her brows cross as she snarled. Turning up her temperature instantly, Chase let go of her wrists in a wince.
Taking a tentative step back, he rubbed his tingling hand in each other.
A quick kiss of her teeth she moved to open the last door.
“Hey!” Chase yelled at her. She didn’t listen as she pulled the door open.
“He’s not here!”
