#YOLO

Een langer verhaal, in kleine stukjes komt hij hier. Want ja... xD

------------------- Interrogation ----------------------------

I can't take this anymore. Amo's vision was blurry. He blinked multiple times, but it just wouldn't get better. Blood was dripping on his lap, it made its way around his eye instead of through it, which he was thankful for. The smack they had given him with the shovel had been enough to give him a concussion, and the blood showed how awful he felt on the inside.
"So, you're awake again?" a mocking voice spoke.
He tried to lift up his head, but it hurt too much, making it flop back down. Why did he even try? He knew who was talking to him. One of those bastard vampires.
"Not too fresh yet I see.." the voice continued.
Amo wanted to respond, but he was still trying to get himself together. The concussion was making his mind blurry and his head was pounding from the wound on his head. He couldn't even rub his damn head, his wrists were tied behind a wooden chair. Another drop fell on his bloodsoaked jeans. If only he had his gun n-

"I'd like you to meet Larissa, mister La Mour. She's our vampire psychic." his voice was still mocking, and it was starting to annoy the hell out of Amo. "She'll give us a reading of you and.. well, let you help us find that vampire that's on the wrong side of the damn fight."
"I won't, you should know that.." the tied-up man softly responded.
The vampire laughed. "Oh trust me, you will."
Amo outted a lost laugh, he didn't really know how else to even react to anything right now. He closed his eyes, it was becoming difficult not to fall asleep. But his eyes sprung right open, when he felt two hands on his knees.
"Dear, i'm Larissa." her voice sounded surprisingly soft and sweet, which made him raise his head now. He looked straight into two big blue eyes.
After his vision started to adapt slightly, he saw a beautiful young woman. She had flowing thick curls framing her face, a voluptuous set of lips and a timid face. If he hadn't known better, he'd thought she was an innocent young woman, not a vampire.

"I'll be looking around a bit, don't be scared."
Some of the vampires in the back started to make comments, but he couldn't really make out what they said. Instead he just tried to focus on the woman's words. Look around? He didn't really know what she meant, but he wasn't comfortable with anything right now. For a moment everyone was silent, even the woman at his knees. He tried to listen carefully, since his eyes were still failing him too much to count on.
"I see a girl.." she started.
The vampires in the back mumbled. Amo looked up, she wasn't going to-
"What is the use of a girl when we want the damn traitor?" one of the vamps yelled.
She didn't respond, but only looked at him. This was enough to make him fall silent. How much power did this woman have? She seemed so fragile, so delicate, almost like a doll. Larissa turned to Amo again.
"But it's.. two-faced. On the one side I see a girl that was one of us, a girl that you had strong bonds with. A bond that couldn't be overwritten.. am I right?"

Amo frowned and looked at her in surprise. He wasn't prepared for this.. And most of all, he didn't want to talk about this at all. His face had turned completely pale. Part of it was most likely the blood, but another part was fear. Fear of talking about things he liked to avoid, plus, he didn't want people looking in his head. He had practiced his mask for a reason.
When Amo only responded with a shocked face, the blonde vampire continued. "But, you tried very hard to get rid of those feelings." She nodded. "But then someone came along. Someone completely different."
The man's heart was beating in his throat. They could see everything in his head. He didn't want to be confronted with a lot of things, things he was running away from. But what could he do about it? He tried to move his hands, try to get them out of the rope, but to no avail. Larissa seemed to ignore it, even though she noticed. She was in complete concentration.
"She's alive today. And around you and young Bryce a lot," Larissa spoke. "Your feelings are quite extensive for her, aren't they?"
"She might be the key!" a vampire in the background spoke.


"It's here.." Liv mumbled.
Liv stopped at one of the doors. She in an abandoned factory, just outside a small farmer's village. They'd gotten the lead from the demon, Shen. He gave them three options where Amo could be, so they couldn't do anything but split up. Time was running out, and they didn't have a second to lose with those powerful vampires. No matter how annoying and asshole-ish he could be, sometimes he was useful and helpful. Liv was standing at the left side of the door, focussing on the sounds inside.

"Silence you idiot, let her speak."
"Tell me sweetheart, aren't your feelings so much you'd die for this young woman?"

A silence fell, and Liv was confused. What was going on in there? She pulled her gun and loaded it, just to be sure. She then cocked it and kept her eyes on the door, with a mixture of fear and anger. She was sure, not one vampire would get out alive. Not for what they did to Amo.

"And Bryce. You think you're friends?" she started mercilessly again, "All he sees in you is an easy homeplace and money. How could he think of you the way you think of him?" She laughed. "Best friends? You know that's not true. You can wish boy, but how could he like an unmanly guy like you, when he's so tough?"
She hit the nails on their heads. It hurt so bad, to hear his thoughts being spoken aloud, the thoughts he ran from and tried to deny. Tears were almost welling up in his eyes but he forced them away. He didn't want to show that to anyone, let alone these people. If he could even call these monsters people.
"I said I know that.. You looked into my damn mind just now, you know everything right?"
Larissa kneeled down before him again, still sporting the calm voice. "I know dear, but.. are people that don't care so much about you, really worth the trouble of saving? Give us their location dear."

Amo looked up and laughed. "No," he merely replied.
"Why you little piece of shit.." the woman now said, and she smacked him on the head, where the wound of the shovel had been. Amo couldn't help but scream. It was as if his head was hit so hard, that there was a break in his skull. The dizziness was still there, so he hung his head down again, leaning his chin on his chest. When he heard a loud thump, he didn't even bother to look up, everything hurt too much.

"Amo!" he heard a familiar voice yell.
Immediately he looked up, and gunshots were heard. The vampires were yelling, and in a matter of seconds the whole room had changed into a battleground. It was hard to see anything, but there was no mistaking the voice. He looked around in panic, until he found Liv, who at that moment kicked a vampire in the abdomen and shot another in the face. No matter how well she was doing, Amo was scared something could happen to her.
"LIV, GET OUT OF HERE!" he screamed over all of the gunshots, screams and commotion.
"Oh hell no," she responded loudly as she fired another shot, that missed, "i'm getting you away from he-"
Half of her last word was cut off, and changed into a scream. "Liv!?" he yelled, still in panic.

He was trying desperately to get his hands out of the rope, but the bastards craftfully made sure his claws couldn't reach the rope. He then started to pull aggressively with his arms, which only seemed to make the thing tighter and wounds appear on his wrists.
"We have one of them Larissa," a vampire spoke with a tired voice.
Amo looked across the room, four vampires laid dead, six were left including the psychic. He was surprised and amazed that Liv actually managed to shoot so many of them, but he was equally worried about what they planned to do with her now.
"Good job, that fucking bitch shot four of us," Larissa spoke with a cold and angry voice. She didn't seem too sad, which scared Amo to no end. "Now will we kill her mister la Mour?"
Before Amo could say anything, Liv responded.
"You have no fucking right to talk to him like you did before I entered. You bitch."

Larissa only laughed, and Amo's heart was beating in his throat. She heard everything? He shook the thought away quickly, it didn't matter. If a miracle didn't happen, they were both doomed. A vampire held Liv's hands behind her back. She was struggling to get out of the grip, but it was too strong. Amo as well tried, but quickly stopped when Larissa spoke again.
"Well then. She's being a pain, you're being a pain. Do you not understand we are serious? Maybe we should prove it." The other vampires cheered, happy to get their revenge for their fallen comrades. "Mister la Mour?" They didn't have any use for him anymore, but the girl might know more about the vampire. They could just as well get rid of the man, if they did, the girl might fear for her life and lead them straight to Bryce. But if she didn't, Larissa could enter her mind as well. If she came looking for him, the other probably did too. They must've had some conversation which could lead to finding him. But the blonde vampire prefered not to, it drained her mind and she could only take a certain amount.

The vampire threw himself on the young woman, who was too shocked to immediately be able to respond. Amo came into action without thought, grabbed the man by the hair and pulled him away from Liv, leaving the thing growling and snarling in the air. This gave her a chance to shoot the thing, which she did accurately. The vampire fell to the ground, and the both of them now walked up to the one bent over Larissa, growling at Amo and Liv. Liv didn't hesitate, and immediately shot it. But how tough she portrayed herself was fiction, because the hand around her gun was shaking. She tried to fire once more, to check if he was really dead, but it was empty again. She didn't have more ammunition, so she threw the thing away in an aggressive manner.
Amo didn't even bother to look around, the burden of getting Liv safe was gone.
"Y-you monsters.." Larissa surprisingly muttered, still barely alive.

"Well that's fucking high-talk," Liv snarled to compensate for her shaking, "You were the monsters, you abducted Amo and try to kill us all."
Amo wanted to say something, but Larissa suddenly looked him straight in the eye while raising her upper body from the ground. He fell silent.
"You," she spoke to Amo, "I saw more in your head. About your mother, your father.."
Liv turned to Amo and looked at him, it seemed as if he shrunk several sizes. He looked at the floor, his shoulders down and his hair blocking the view to his face.
"The fact that you couldn't protect her from your father. Just like you couldn't protect Elizabeth, that's why she left you."
Liv clenched her fists. "Stop it bitch!" she warned. But the woman didn't listen and continued.

"And you know deep inside you can't seem to do anything for the ones you love. They always end up dying for you or saving you, don't they? Your mother died protecting you, Elizabeth left you because you couldn't protect her.. And look here, again being-"
"SHUT UP!!"
Liv turned to Amo, who was the one that screamed and clenched his fists. His hair made seeing his expression impossible, but he was shaking. Liv stepped to the woman and grabbed the knife from her hand. Larissa tried to resist, but she was too weak. With a fast and angry movement, Liv stabbed her in the heart. When the vampire didn't move anymore and her eyes closed, Liv pulled the knife back and stood up. She then dropped it on the floor, shaking. Her eyes went back to Amo.

She saw he had slumped into a chair, his arms on the armrests, one hand up supporting his forehead. His legs were casually on the ground, not as he would normally sit. His jeans were covered in bloodstains, his hair and face were also covered. He just sat there, quiet.
"Amo?" she whispered carefully.
He didn't respond. She walked towards him and sat down on her knees in front of him, worried and a lot softer-spirited than she normally was.
"Amo, are you okay?" She put her hands on his knees, not sure how to handle this. When she could see his face from that angle, it got difficult to breathe. Amo always had that.. enthousiastic spark in his eyes, if he was sad or if he was happy, his eyes sparkled. She would never tell him, but she liked that. Now his eyes were dead, there was no light in them and he just stared blankly at his lap.
"Amo.." she whispered again.

He still had his eyes fixated on his lap, but he opened his mouth.
"She's right you know. There's a reason for everything, and she's been right about everything.." His eyes didn't move for one moment, "How much did you hear?"
"I think more than enough.." Liv responded.
Amo gave an empty smile while still looking in the same direction, empty and without emotion. "Then you know, you know what I am, a curse.. Someone that can't even seem to lift a finger. Someone who will end up alone in this world."
"Amo no you-"

------------------- end of interrogation story


Fairytale
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"This way!" Bryce yelled and Amo looked up.
The stairs seemed to be going on forever, but finally they'd reached what seemed to be upstairs. They both had done their research since Liv had vanished, Bryce more calm than Amo, but nonetheless they succeeded. But the research didn't include a map of the tower. But then again, who could've thought fairytales could come true? Amo had seen loads of Disney movies when he was younger, but when researching at home he found out that the originals were not as rose-colored as he thought. And unfortunately, the Djinn wasn't keen on the happy remake. They'd had to deal with deaths, gruesome creatures and sad endings.

But Amo wasn't going to let Liv have a sad ending. He clenched his fists and ran to Bryce, who was standing upstairs, his eyes fixated on an opened door.
"What?" he asked, stopping before him.
"We thought it would be sleeping beauty, and it is."
Bryce's eyes went to the floor and he rubbed his neck. Amo would've expected a mean comment about Liv not being a beauty, but to his amazement it went silent. His eyes went to the room, and there layed Liv. Peacefully on the bed, the light from outside shining through the small window. It seemed as if she was so calm..
"And what was sleeping beauty's catch..?" Amo asked, his eyes on the sleeping beauty before him.

"Well.."
Bryce walked into the room and locked the wooden door, just to be sure nothing could easily come in. Amo looked at him impatiently. Whatever it was, it couldn't be good.
"In the original tale.. her father comes up the tower, sees her asleep and well.." Bryce paused and looked at Amo with awkward eyes. "Rapes her. She gives birth to two children while still asleep, and she wakes up years later to find herself a mother.."
Amo froze. So what did it mean they had to do?
"You're not saying one of us needs to rape her right?!" Amo said with a helpless expression, his arms thrown in the air.
"I don't know. I have no idea how this world works anymore man." Bryce leaned against the wall, avoiding looking at Liv on the bed. "Up until now all the endings we witnessed were either the originals, or completely mixed and fucked up."

Amo stayed silent and didn't really know what to think of it. He couldn't do that, it was a horrible thing and he knew Bryce couldn't do it either. Would it mean she would stay asleep forever? He bit his lip. That's couldn't be the ending.. Suddenly, a knocking sound on the door. Both Amo and Bryce froze and looked at the door. Bryce immediately pulled his gun and kept it against his chest. Who was that? Bryce carefully walked over to the door with the gun still in his hand, ready to fire. Amo now put his hand on his gun too while he stood in front of the bed, ready to defend the unmoving body of Liv when needed. They looked at each other and nodded, after which Bryce opened the lock and threw the door open, gun facing whatever came through.

But whatever it was, they didn't have a name for it. It seemed.. like a dark mass, clearly an older man, formed by a dark mist. Stumped, they watched as he walked towards the bed and leaned over Liv, his hands on the matrass. But when the man kissed Liv, Amo got out of his shock and in an impuls he pulled his gun out and pointed it at him.
"G-get away from her!" he said, scared as fuck.
The thing wasn't scared off and put his hand on Liv's chest, which made Amo lose his calm. He cocked the gun and shot the thing with a saltbullet, enraged. The thing gave a high-pitched screech but then popped up right in front of Amo, screaming. Bryce immediately shot at it, which made him screech more and explode as a dust cloud.

Amo let out a relieved sigh, clearly still pissed off. Bryce outted a nervous laugh.
"Well now i know what your trigger is," he said with a teasing smile.
Amo smiled back. He didn't expect to react so heavily either. But if he was the king, it meant they weren't the ones that needed to perform something horrible to Liv, which made him relieved.
"But if he was the one.. then how do we help her now?"
Bryce shrugged, they were both lost in this one. Was the only option really the thing they both could not bear doing?

Amo walked towards the bed and sat down, looking at Liv. If only this was the Disney version of things.
"Look, let's just get her out of here first. God knows what kind of things are still here, we better get to the forest. We culled the wolf already, so the biggest danger is gone."
"Yeah.. you're right," Amo bit his lip, "Can you handle the shooting? I'm not the best shot anyways."
Bryce nodded and Amo threw him his gun, which Bryce caught skillfully.
"For easy switching, at least you don't need to reload quickly. I can't shoot when carrying her anyways."

"Gonna be allright, i'll shoot their asses off," Bryce joked, trying to lighten the mood.
Amo stood up from the bed and took one last glance at the sleeping Liv. He didn't know what to do for now, but finding a more peaceful spot wouldn't be a bad idea. He gentle slid his right arm under her legs, and the left under her lower back. With a fluid motion he stood up, changing her position somewhat to make the carrying easier, her head leaning against his chest.
"I'm ready," he said with a serious tone.

Bryce opened the door and went ahead, his own gun ready to shoot in his hand. Amo followed him, sometimes raising up Liv in his arms to make sure she didn't fall. Heh, he thought, if she was awake she'd kick his ass now. They were halfway the stairs, but no entities yet. But when they took one more step, a menacing growl echoed through the walls. They both froze.
"The fuck was that?" Bryce whispered.
Amo just looked around him in fear, but then gently pushed Bryce on the shoulder to continue walking. While they both looked around them in paranoïa, they walked on, more careful than before. Every now and then, another growl was heard which made the entire building shake. And the closer they got to the entrance, the louder it got.

Amo saw Bryce freezing when he went to look out for what was outside.
"You're not going to believe this.." he muttered.
"What?" Amo walked towards the door, out of breath. "Holy sh-"
It was a dragon, a big, huge, grey dragon. And when Amo spoke it had noticed them, looking them straight in the eye.
"There wasn't a dragon in the original.." Bryce mumbled, "What the fuck is going on."

But the humongous being pulled his head backwards, and then almost engulved the three in a sea of flames, if it hadn't been for Bryce. He pushed Amo one side and jumped to the other on his own. Amo tumbled over the ground, trying to keep Liv harmless. Even though he kept her head completely safe, she did have some scratches on her legs. He himself had some as well, covering his legs and arms. The thing growled.
"BRYCE??"
"Here, i'm fine!" he heard him yell back.
He sighed. "I'll run this way, you take the right side!"
They had to go around the dragon to get to the forest. No matter how Amo wanted to ran from it, they had to go around.

He kept thinking as his hands were starting to get soar from the rubbing, but he stubbornly continued.
"Wasn't it.. a true love's kiss? Or something like that.."
Amo put his fingers on Liv's neck to check her heartbeat, thankfully it was still there. But her skin was beginning to feel colder and colder over time, the color on her cheeks made place for a pale almost blue-ish one.
"Liv??"
He turned her around so he could see her face, which on further inspection indeed had the blue hue. No more patience, he panicked.

"Liv.. hang on..!?"
Her breathing was starting to get slower and less frequent, and tears started to well up in his eyes. What could he do? What in gods name could he do? He took her cheek into his hand and leaned her with her back against his chest again, while turning her sleeping face towards him. Quickly he pressed his lips on hers. Just as fast he pulled back, looking at her face again.
"It's not working?" Amo whispered quavering. "It's not working.."
His hands were starting to make helpless movements while grabbing her closer to him, he was starting to panic more and more. She couldn't die on him. He couldn't let his sleeping beauty die on him.

"Liv no.. Liv.. Please Liv.."
He started to mumble uncontrollably when she got to feel ice cold, her breathing nearly stopped. A tear went down his cheek. He kept her close, rocking back and forth with his face buried in her dark hair.
"Please don't die on me Liv.. I don't know what i'd do without you.."
As usual he didn't even care what he blurted out, as long as it was the truth in his eyes, he'd say it. Not that there was anyone to hear it anyways.. Though he wish there was..

More tears started rolling down. He now started to rock her back and forth almost compulsively, shoulders shaking from the heavy crying.
"No no no no no.."
He felt her neck again, but no heartbeat.. none. His eyes were widened, his mouth half-open and his hand shakingly stroking her cheek.
"You're not gone.." he cried, "I love you.. don't go.."
His crying was now echoïng through the cave-walls. He kept looking at her face and then hugging her again, over and over..

It had to have been at least an hour, when Amo had dried up from tears and was sitting with his back to the cave wall. The body of Liv still in his arms, he sat there numb. What would he do now..? He looked at her and layed her upper body over his knee, supporting her with his right arm.
"I love you.." he whispered again.
One of the tears that were apparantly not dried up yet, fell on Liv's cheek and dripped down. He wiped her hair from her face and moved closer to her, still partially in denial. Softly he pressed his lips on hers while shaking, and for a few seconds he kept them there. Her lips were freezing cold..

He hugged her again. He had to keep hugging her, that way, it wouldn't feel as if she was gone. He felt a twitch near his arm, and suspected he was growing tired. But.. the twitch happened again. Suddenly, he heard a gasping sound. In shock he looked down.
"Liv??"
More sounds came out, as if she was choking, and he widened his eyes in disbelief. She was still there.. she was alive.. He pulled her upper body up again, back to his chest, making sure she had enough room to breathe. Her head started shaking and her breathing started to sound more normal. He kept supporting her, and when her breathing got more normal, he moved her a bit so he could see her face. She blinked once, twice, and opened her eyes. If Amo's smile had been any wider, it would've reached outside of his face.

"Wh.." she muttered.
"Sh sh," Amo said and he put a finger on her lips. "Just wake up for a moment okay.."
She kept quiet and closed her eyes for a moment while she took a deep breath in.
"No no don't close your eyes, please," Amo muttered, "I'm sorry. I'm scared.."
She opened her eyes again and frowned, clearly in confusion. He couldn't blame her, the last thing she probably remembered was getting abducted from their hotelroom. Now she woke up ice-cold, scratches on her legs and soaking wet. Amo started to rub her arms again, quicker and more enthousiastically. He clenched his legs together and in the process hers that were in between, to make her warm.

"Fuck, you're hurting me," he heard Liv whisper.

"I'm sorry.." Amo stopped rubbing her arms and instead just held her tight.

While he gave her a moment, he thought about many things. How scared he'd been, how Liv must feel, how cold it was. He shivered, the soaking wet t-shirt was starting to make him feel colder than he'd thought.

"What happened.." she mumbled while she started to shiver as well.

"You got abducted.. me and Bryce followed you with help from Shen. And then we got in this.. mixed, dark fairytale land. You were.. apparently, sleeping beauty."

"Sleeping beauty?" she said with some disgust.

"You're a gorgeous sleeping beauty."

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Slowly but surely, Liv's mind became clearer. Despite Amo's attempts to warm her skin, she was still shivering. She realised she was wet through and through and she desperately tried to fill in the blanks but to no avail. She looked up at Amo for some kind of explanation - a reassuring one would be nice - , confused, exhausted and too tired to even think for herself.

"What on earth is going on? Where am I?" she whispered. Her voice had become hoarse and she coughed, after wich she closed her eyes for a moment, only to remember that Amo'd rather she didn't do that. She opened them again. It scared her, all of this. Everything and then some could have happened for all she knew. At least she wasn't alone. It was a comfort Amo was with her.

-- A part of Kao's past --

Another fight. The neighbouring kingdoms had tried to attack them so many times. Sometimes with an even bigger army. But all the soldiers from Risulkha knew that it they had a special trait to them. The Soldier's Trance. Something caused by years of hypnosis and torture, meant to remove the boundary that the brain naturally had, making them able to move and fight at speeds normal men could not. This trance was triggered by the scent of blood when the soldiers would be under a moment of high risk to their bodies, or risk of dying. But..they were still just as dead as normal people though; once hit by sword or bullet.

"Don't worry so much."
A barely seventeen year old boy stood in the middle of an immense army, shaking, with a heavy sword clutched in his hands. He was the youngest one there, the others were at least eighteen. His eyes were staring at the forest not far away. That's where they'd come from. He'd only had a lot of training and fought against óne person at a time, not this many. And here.. there was actually a huge chance he'd die.
"I'll keep an eye out for you okay? I'm here, and if anything happens i'll help you. You'll do just fine."
The man put a hand on his frail shoulder. His big brother. Not by blood, but Tarou had protected him ever since he was sold to the army. At only twenty-two years old, the young man was very mature and collected. A great fighter too. If there was anyone Kaoru looked up to, it was him. He took a deep breath and nodded, as his young green eyes turned more determined. But the determination soon vanished, as the horn was blown. Kaoru peeked between two of the tall soldiers before him and froze. They were running towards them.

"Attaaaaaaaaaaaaack!!"
The men around him began running, and he got a small push in the back by Tarou to start running as well. The sand drifted up around him as they ran towards the enemy. The sword was heavy, but he held onto it as well as he could. Every step, every inch his heart began beating faster. He didn't want this. He wasn't a violent person. He really did not want any of this. Most of the soldiers were completely silent. Most of them armed with swords, some with bows. As the enemy was getting close, Kaoru could hear their weight resonating on the ground. Maybe it was weird to say, but the vibrations made everything even more intense.. and more terrifying. A hissing sound passed his left ear, which instinctively made him look to his left, over his shoulder. He was just in time to see one of the soldiers getting an arrow to the head; making him instantly fall down and the other soldiers running right on through. Automatically, he wanted to stand still, but thanks to the others running through, he got pushed away from the victim and was forced to keep running. It got difficult to breathe when he heard more arrows being fired. He held his sword tighter. He was tall for his age, very tall.. but he was glad that he was still just a tad shorter than most in this situation.

"Gods.. be with me today.." he whispered to himself as a prayer, while he kept on running.
The impact was almost there. They were closing in on them and the few soldiers that smelled the blood of their comrades beside them; switched over to their trance. And then it was there. He heard the deafening sound of swords clashing. He froze. He knew he needed to charge, but instead he stood still, his sword in front of him; ready to defend himself. But it didn't take long before someone saw him, as defenseless as he actually was. A big man, muscled and equipped with chainmail and plated armor. Kaoru felt weak, unable to do anything. Their kingdom only had leather and fabric, they didn't care about the soldier's safety. They were at least thrice as strong as the enemies anyways. But before he had to take action, one of the soldier's that was triggered by the trance mauled the other man down. Kaoru shut his eyes when he saw the the bodyparts being ripped off of the enemy.

But when he opened them, as he'd feared; the fellow soldier turned on him. When the trance was triggered, the soldiers would kill anything in sight that seemed even slightly threatening. Kaoru lowered his sword, but it was too late. The other launched himself on the young teenager and grabbed him painfully by the shoulder. He wanted to scream, he wanted to fight him. But in his inexperience he froze once again. But in the fragment of a second, someone else entered the picture and impaled the soldier with a sword. He put his foot on the side of the body and pushed him from his sword, whereafter he looked at Kaoru.
"You'll be okay," he simply said, and he ran back into battle.
"Tarou!" Kaoru yelled, in the hopes he'd stay with him.

"Liv, Liv what's going on with you?" Amo asked, squinting his eyes and moving closer towards the young woman.
"Nothing," she said harshly.
He stretched out his arm to touch her, but she cringed. Almost as if she was afraid of his touch. For a moment he looked at his own hand. She'd been distant for days now. And it bothered him more than he'd dare to admit.
"Liv please talk to me, I can't ignore this anymore!"
He now grabbed the woman by the shoulders, which made her look up. Tears were welling up in her eyes.
"What is it? Why do you suddenly push me away so much. I can't even touch you without you shrinking two sizes.."
She tried to look away again, but now Amo pulled her back by the chin, with force. He was way too worried, and was getting sick of this pulling on her. But it backfired on him, she looked at him as if he was a great danger and punched him in the face. She stood up and took a few steps back.
"I'm sorry.." she mumbled, confused and scared. But of what Amo didn't know.
She turned around to leave, but he wasn't being pushed off that easily. He grabbed her by the arm and pulled her face to his chest. She struggled some and punched him in the chest a few times. It hurt, but he wasn't planning on letting go. He made sure his arms weren't choking her, but were still securely wrapped around her. She punched him again.
"Liv i'm just holding you that's all, please, stop it. Calm down. I'm not fightning back."
He loosened his grip some more and she seemed to calm down. Liv now let her arms down, standing there like a doll while Amo took a step back to check if she was alright. But this time is was Liv who buried her face in his chest.
"He's making me. He's.. doing things to me, and I can't stop him."