Blake: "It's not that easy." *He lowered his head.*
Isabella: "Am I not a bully enough?"
Blake: "I-"
Isabella: "Just speak your mind, you dirty lamp." *She spoke with slight annoyance.* "The reason you're an easy target is how you hold yourself. Just look at you."
*Isabella looked at Blake from top to bottom in a disappointed-like manner.*
Isabella: "I never understood bullying, aye."
Blake: "You were never bullied?"
Isabella: "Nope." *She leant back, speaking in a carefree manner.*
Blake: "Then, you must've been a bully yourself."
Isabella: "Nope."
Blake: "You are usually the prey or the hunter."
Isabella: "Prey? Hunter? Psshtaha, you're funny."
Blake: (I wasn't trying to be-)
Isabella: "I was neither. I was, I don't give a crap." *She smiled with happiness, catching Blake's attention.*
Blake: (She's so happy..)
Isabella: "If you're not going to stick up for yourself, then don't care."
Blake: "They hit me."
Isabella: "'Cause you let them."
Blake: "No I-"
Isabella: *She hit Blake, causing him to stumble back in shock.* "Psshtaha-"
Blake: "S-Stop."
Isabella: "Nah-" *She hit Blake again, which widened her smile.*
Blake: "Stop it!"
Isabella: "Or what-?"
Blake: "Now. Stop it now." *He frowned at Isabella.*
Isabella: *She sighed, shaking her head.* "Was that so hard?"
Blake: *He watched Isabella continue to walk along the lake.* (That hurt.)
Isabella: *She looked up and smiled with her carefree attitude.* "Bullying is more of a mentality than physical."
Blake: *He silently walked with Isabella and continuously looked at her, as if he wanted to ask a question.* ".. What did your Scoldrant look like?"
Isabella: *She looked annoyed.* "You know why I'm happy? 'Cause I don't worry or care about crap I know that will make me upset."
Blake: "I don't have parents or a Scoldrant."
Isabella: "Who cares?"
Blake: "I do! I wish I was normal! They wouldn't have sold me! I would have a Scoldrant!" *He hissed with emotion.*
Blake: (After all these years, I still remember how emotional I was.)
Isabella: *She glanced at Blake, discreetly observing him in thought.* (I knew I could feel a Soul Link, but I wasn't sure if he had a Scoldrant. I had assumed he was one of us.) "Normal? Who says what's normal and what isn't?"
Blake: "Look at me-"
Isabella: "Look at me." *She purposely whined like a kid.* "Stop being so negative. I reckon you're fine the way you are."
Blake: "You do-?"
Isabella: "Going by my awesome opinion, the only thing that isn't normal, is being someone you're not." *She smirked and winked at Blake.*
Blake: "..."
Isabella: "So, stop being so pathetic aye."
Blake: ".. Aye." *He nodded his head.*
Isabella: "Psshtahaha.." *She smiled and stepped out of the green sphere, looking behind her to a large rock.*
Blake: *He stepped through the rock and looked at Isabella.* "If I'm not normal, then why did my-?"
Isabella: "Stop caring! They left you, nothing you do now will change that. Be the person you were born to be."
?????: "Who's the girl, Bella?"
Isabella: *She sighed and watched a man covered in animal's fur walk towards her.* "Don't say what you are, alright?"
Blake: "Yes."
Isabella: "What do you want, Jeremy?"
Jeremy: "Just wanted to pop on over, y'know what I'm saying." *He waved his hands in a smug-like manner.*
Blake: (I obviously never said anything out loud, but I didn't like that unsexy dickwad.)
Jeremy: "Who have you get there?"
Isabella: "He was being attacked by a Scoldrant."
Jeremy: "Ahh, on petrol? You kicking the Scoldy's butts, y'know what I'm saying?" *He smirked.*
Isabella: "Yeah, I know."
Blake: "Scoldys?"
Jeremy: "Y'know what I'm saying?"
Blake: "No-"
Jeremy: "Y'know, Scoldys?"
Isabella: "Scoldrants, Blaze, Scoldrants."
Jeremy: "Y'know what I'm saying." *He waved his hands at Isabella, as if she knew exactly what he meant.*
Blake: "Bella, it's Blake."
Jeremy: "Blake?" *He leant forward and sniffed several times.* "He a Fore Hunter?"
Isabella: "Something like that, aye." *She spoke on her breath, as if Jeremy's presence annoyed her.*
Jeremy: "What are you doing now?"
Isabella: "We're heading back."
Jeremy: *He looked past Isabella and Blake, noticing the large rock behind them.* "Whoahohoho!" *He laughed in shocked.* "You didn't take him to the village?"
Blake: "..." *He looked down in a guilty-like manner.*
Jeremy: "I don't believe it! Bell!"
Isabella: *She frowned.* "The only thing not believable is Blaze-"
Blake: "Blake-"
Isabella: "Wanting to go back to an orphanage that treats him like a slave."
Jeremy: "Did you say orphanage?" *He spoke to himself in shock.*
Isabella: "Problem?"
Jeremy: "Ahh, I heard there were some Rostical Users over there."
Isabella: *She frowned with out of character emotion.* "Them?"
Blake: "Why don't the Rostical Users like you?"
Isabella: "The reason why there's hardly enough of us-"
Jeremy: "Y'sure you want to just tell some kid about our past?"
Blake: "It's alright, she's bored."
Isabella: "Psshtahaha."
Jeremy: "I don't get what y'saying, y'know what I mean?"
Isabella: "They believe we're against nature's order. They believe we're the murderers. They don't care about Scoldrants, but they kill us because of how we utilise our Soul Links."
Blake: (They're disliked by Scoldrant and Rostical Users?) "If everyone doesn't like you, why do you keep doing it?"
Isabella: "It's no longer the principle of why we're doing it, it's the factor of what we believe in. Got it, Blazyboy?"
Blake: "Bl-..." *He sighed.*
Isabella: "Huh?"
Blake: "Noffing."
Jeremy: "I'll come with. I'll stand by your side, Bell to the very end!"
Isabella: "Let's go." *She sighed and started to walk forward, causing Blake and Jeremy to follow.*
Jeremy: "I'll make sure nothing ever happens to you, Bell."
Isabella: "..."
Blake: "Are you two a couple?"
Jeremy: "Yeah!"
Isabella: "No."
Blake: "Ahh...?"
Isabella: "We're not." *She spoke with a frown and walked slightly ahead.*
Jeremy: "She just doesn't know we're right for each, y'know what I'm saying?"
Blake: *He looked at Jeremy in confusion.* "Yes.."
Jeremy: "Those Rostical Users are bad news.. Apparently they're trying to find the orphanage, be careful, kid."
Blake: "They are, why?!" *He spoke in shock.*
Jeremy: "Not sure if it's the warriors' doing, but I think they're manipulating others to try and help find our village."
Blake: "What?"
Jeremy: "So.. You better not ever get my girl in trouble." *He awkwardly leant over Blake.* "Y'know what I'm saying?"
Blake: "Y-Yes."
Blake: "What an unsexy boob, who was this idiot telling a kid he just met.." *He hissed under his breath.*
Isabella: *She ducked behind a bush and glanced behind her to Blake.* "This it, Blaze?"
Blake: *He skipped up to Isabella and leant forward, peaking through the bushes.* (The orphanage..) "Yes."
Isabella: *She instantly noticed the destroyed house-like cottage.* "Why do you want to come back?"
Jeremy: "It's not like he can stay in the village, y'know what I'm sayin
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Isabella: "You know-?"
Blake: "I..." *They looked at Jeremy in shock, as if they weren't expecting that response.*
Jeremy: "He's a Scoldrant User. Y'know." *He spoke as if he already knew their secret.*
Isabella: "Jeremy-"
Jeremy: "It's cool, it's cool. I'll promise not to tell the elders about what you did."
Isabella: (Bringing a Scoldrant User into the village..) "Thank the Astragons."
Jeremy: "Whoahohoho, don't be so formal-"
Isabella: *She quickly covered Jeremy's mouth.* "Shut up-"
?????: "Who's there?!" *A woman screeched from the village, causing Blake to gasp.*
Blake: "That's Heather-" *He looked back and noticed Isabella and Jeremy out of sight.* "Where-?"
Heather: "Who's there?! I will not repeat myself!"
Blake: "I-It's me.." *He spoke nervously, walking out into the open.*
Heather: "Why didn't you answer the first time I called out?!" *She screamed and placed one hand on her waist in a disgusted-like manner.* "You failed to respond to me, is that what you're trying to tell me?!"
Blake: "S-Sorry, Heather-"
Heather: *She strutted up to Blake and violently slapped him across the face.* "Purge, Amy and now you, is there a reason why you three are constantly disappearing?!"
Blake: "N-No!-"
Heather: *She slapped Blake on the other side of the face, causing him to whimper.* "Don't talk back."
Blake: "I wasn't talking back. I was answering your-"
Heather: *She leant forward and slapped Blake across the face with more enthusiasm.* "And stop acting like a girl."
Blake: "..." (-Question..) *He touched his cheek, trying to hide his pain.*
Heather: "..." *She silently glared at Blake and watched two men bring out a severed body part from the destroyed house.* "I wonder what's going to happen to you now?" *She whispered on her breath.*
Blake: ".. Heather-?"
Heather: "You're helping Amy cook tonight's dinner."
Blake: "Really?" *He unintentionally spoke with excitement.*
Heather: "For the whole orphanage."
--
Blake: *He sighed out a puff of mist, as snow wafted past him.* (Dunno where Amy and Purge were.. But come to think of it, the kids including the bullies started to disappear one by one.. A few days after meeting that crazy sexy bitch, Isabella, I saw somefing I shouldn't have.)
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*Blake carried two large buckets one in each hand, with a small young girl with long red hair, as they walked through a peaceful forest.*
Blake: "A-Ah-" *He struggled to keep his arms balanced, causing water to splash on the girl.*
Girl: "Blake!" *She adjusted her grip on the two buckets she carried while looking down to see if she got wet.*
Blake: "Sorry, Amy." *He awkwardly chuckled, trying not to point out she was able to carry her buckets more efficiently than him.*
Amy: "Hehe, it's okay."
Blake: *He smiled and looked at Amy straight into her beautiful brown eyes.* "You have that red tinge in your eyes too."
Amy: *She smiled.* "Purge said the same thing."
Blake: "Speaking about Purge.." *He spoke with a smile, as if he knew something.*
Amy: "W-What about him?" *She looked away with blushing cheeks.*
Blake: "He's been disappearing from the orphanage-"
Amy: "How about we continue talking about what happened with the Scoldrant attack a few days ago?"
Blake: *He paused.* "What about it?"
Amy: "Has Purge said anything to you?"
Blake: *He shook his head.* "No."
Amy: "There're rumours about the men selling you off."
Blake: "W-What-?!" *He paused and shook his head.* "They wouldn't do that to me again."
Amy: *She silently looked down, deep in thought.* (Whatever is happening in the orphanage, I don't like it-)
?????: "Y'know what I'm saying?" *A man's deep, yet scrawny sounding voice caught Blake and Amy's attention.*
Amy: "Who's that?"
Blake: "I know that voice." *He spoke in slight confusion, as if he forgot where he heard it from.*
Amy: "Let's check it out." *She lowered the buckets and skipped towards a large tree.*
Blake: (Amy acted like she was royalty, but she had the curiosity and courage of a warrior.. Fufufu.)
Blake: "We shouldn't." *He whined like a girl, failing to hide his fear.*
Amy: "Who's that?"
Blake: "Who's what?" *He shuffled behind Amy and leant to the side, peeking over the tree.*
Amy: "It's some dude talking to Chris."
Blake: "Eww, that weird freaky guy that stares at the girls?"
Amy: "Yeah.."
Blake: *He glanced at Amy from close up, noticing hidden bruises across the side of her head.* (She's gets beaten up too?)
Amy: "Who's the other guy? I get a weird vibe from him."
Blake: *He looked at the man and gasped in realisation.* "That's that guy."
Amy: "That guy?"
Blake: "Jeramee I fink his name was."
Amy: "You mean Jeremy?"
Blake: "Yeah."
Blake: (Back then, I wasn't, like, really written or verbally smart like I am now.)
Jeremy: "You know what to do?"
Chris: "Tell the warrior about the location to your village."
Jeremy: "Y'know what I'm saying." *He nodded his head with a smug smile.*
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