?”
Her first thought was, because that is the fastest way to get killed . Her mouth shot back, “Because I don’t think you want ed to hurt me, at least not really. I mean i f you had wanted to kill me, you would have done it already, right?” He tightened his hand further still and she hissed back, “Ivan, your hurting my hand.”
He released his grip muttering spitefully, “Maybe I will.”
She huffed again and demanded with surprising irritation in her voice, “Are you really going to? Because I came all this way to save you, you know. I could have run and left you there , to whatever fate the dreams were trying to warn me about .”
He looked at her and said incredulously, “Save me?”
She replied indignantly, “Yes, I thought that that man had hurt you or that there was a group in the alley waiting to ambush you or something.” His expression softened and he began to smile again.
He was half-serious when he retorted, “And what would you have done to stop him, if I was in trouble my little Joan of Ark.”
She smiled, “I would have squirted him with mace.” She patted her bag dutifully. He looked at her disbelie ving and suppressed a laugh, as she continued rambling, “And if that didn’t work, well then I would be dead because that meant he was like you.” She did not even hesitate when he flinched this time, “On second thought, if he were able to beat you then he would have to be like you or worse and I’d be dead before I could blink.” He stopped and stared at her wide-eyed. She continued rambling with a furrowed brow, “And I don’t think I want to b e Joan of Ark, her king allowed her to be burned at the stake as a witch for her visions , after she lost her usefulness. I think I would rather just be me. I may be off in the head a bit , but at least I wouldn’t get killed by some elitist prick with a god complex living in a flawed system.”
His mouth was open as he stared at her; she finall y looked up at his face, and surprised by his expression , asked with concern, “What did I say?” She looked around the deserted streets again , hoping that they were still alone .
He asked seriously, “What do you think I am?”
“You are one of those creatures from my dreams... I think. You feel the same, when you’re angry anyways.” He shuddered. He was flab bergasted, she did not falter, when she made her announcement.
She had managed to see him for what he was in a matter of hours. Most people never even suspected what he was, she was... amazing. She looked puzzled again, the pause in his a nswer throwing her off , “Am I wrong?” He looked at her express ion of innocent wide-eyed discovery written across her beautiful face.
“No you are not wrong.”
She looked smug ly relieved , before saying aloud, “Then I am not crazy.” The words seemed to give her a sen se of pleasure, and a huge smile broke across her face.
He cleared his throat and gestured toward the sidewalk repeating her expression from be fore, “Shall we?” She returned the smile to him almost giddy with joy as she reached for his hand again and gave him a playful tug. He smiled widely almost feeling her joy as she touched his hand , the fire in his hand increasing , tempting him to pull her in for a kiss, un wanted or not .
He watched as she looked up at the night’s sky and seemed to appreciate the view with new brighter eyes. His thoughts turned serious again, as usual, but as he opened his mouth to speak, she cut him off. She suddenly had a deep sadness and concern in her eyes and asked a question, that tightened his chest immediately, “You weren’t serious before were you?”
He replied sounding a little ashamed of his earlier taunt, “No I would not hurt you.”
She retorted angrily, “Good because in my last vision, you ate me.”
He looked at her with surprise and disgust, replying, “Then why did you come with me?”
She frowned, “I told you, I thought you were in danger...I had these
Her first thought was, because that is the fastest way to get killed . Her mouth shot back, “Because I don’t think you want ed to hurt me, at least not really. I mean i f you had wanted to kill me, you would have done it already, right?” He tightened his hand further still and she hissed back, “Ivan, your hurting my hand.”
He released his grip muttering spitefully, “Maybe I will.”
She huffed again and demanded with surprising irritation in her voice, “Are you really going to? Because I came all this way to save you, you know. I could have run and left you there , to whatever fate the dreams were trying to warn me about .”
He looked at her and said incredulously, “Save me?”
She replied indignantly, “Yes, I thought that that man had hurt you or that there was a group in the alley waiting to ambush you or something.” His expression softened and he began to smile again.
He was half-serious when he retorted, “And what would you have done to stop him, if I was in trouble my little Joan of Ark.”
She smiled, “I would have squirted him with mace.” She patted her bag dutifully. He looked at her disbelie ving and suppressed a laugh, as she continued rambling, “And if that didn’t work, well then I would be dead because that meant he was like you.” She did not even hesitate when he flinched this time, “On second thought, if he were able to beat you then he would have to be like you or worse and I’d be dead before I could blink.” He stopped and stared at her wide-eyed. She continued rambling with a furrowed brow, “And I don’t think I want to b e Joan of Ark, her king allowed her to be burned at the stake as a witch for her visions , after she lost her usefulness. I think I would rather just be me. I may be off in the head a bit , but at least I wouldn’t get killed by some elitist prick with a god complex living in a flawed system.”
His mouth was open as he stared at her; she finall y looked up at his face, and surprised by his expression , asked with concern, “What did I say?” She looked around the deserted streets again , hoping that they were still alone .
He asked seriously, “What do you think I am?”
“You are one of those creatures from my dreams... I think. You feel the same, when you’re angry anyways.” He shuddered. He was flab bergasted, she did not falter, when she made her announcement.
She had managed to see him for what he was in a matter of hours. Most people never even suspected what he was, she was... amazing. She looked puzzled again, the pause in his a nswer throwing her off , “Am I wrong?” He looked at her express ion of innocent wide-eyed discovery written across her beautiful face.
“No you are not wrong.”
She looked smug ly relieved , before saying aloud, “Then I am not crazy.” The words seemed to give her a sen se of pleasure, and a huge smile broke across her face.
He cleared his throat and gestured toward the sidewalk repeating her expression from be fore, “Shall we?” She returned the smile to him almost giddy with joy as she reached for his hand again and gave him a playful tug. He smiled widely almost feeling her joy as she touched his hand , the fire in his hand increasing , tempting him to pull her in for a kiss, un wanted or not .
He watched as she looked up at the night’s sky and seemed to appreciate the view with new brighter eyes. His thoughts turned serious again, as usual, but as he opened his mouth to speak, she cut him off. She suddenly had a deep sadness and concern in her eyes and asked a question, that tightened his chest immediately, “You weren’t serious before were you?”
He replied sounding a little ashamed of his earlier taunt, “No I would not hurt you.”
She retorted angrily, “Good because in my last vision, you ate me.”
He looked at her with surprise and disgust, replying, “Then why did you come with me?”
She frowned, “I told you, I thought you were in danger...I had these
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