Pearl

"Aid! You're Aid?" Furious, he draws his sword and points it at my chest. "I said friends call me that."

Innocently, I raise my hands in surrender.

His icy gaze makes me shiver and I wobble uncomfortably. He sees this and raises his eyebrows in irritation.

"What are you doing here?"

You know, I can do without this ice rabbit. Who does he think he is? Prince dastardly noodle. I cough through my thoughts and raise my chin.

"My name is Pearl Harper, daughter of the man who invented this game." In a flash, he is standing behind me, his sword at my throat.

"Give me a reason not to kill you right now." His voice is menacing and twisted with anger. Out of breath, I blink my eyes wildly.

"I haven't done anything to you." It came out a little shaky. A joyless laugh comes from behind me and the knife tightens. Sweat slid down my neck to my back. I searched his eyes.

"Please don't kill me."

His eyes narrow, his body tenses and I close mine. With a sigh he pulls back and I breathe out in relief.

"You don't belong here. You're a danger to everyone."

Excuse me! Maybe they could talk to me like that in the real world, but I won't let them walk all over me here.

Angrily, I cross my arms and squeeze my eyes shut.

"I'm no threat to anyone. Just because you don't like me doesn't mean the others don't either."

He chuckles and twirls his sword loosely in his hand. He jumps up and down a few times, then assumes an attack stance. Legs bent, arms outstretched with his sword in them and a concentrated face, he growls.

"Get out of here."

"I don't know if you realise it, but this fight..." I point from him to me. "Isn't really fair."

He runs towards me with a loud yell. I barely manage to jump aside before his sword pierces me. 

"You're crazy!"

I look at him angrily and duck to avoid his blow. Evan snorts and spits on the floor. "And you call yourself a player?"

Insulted by his words, I pick up a stick and scratch my teeth. "You take that back!" I shrug at him.

He is not at all surprised by my action and parries my blow. I manage to lure him backwards with another blow. For a moment I think I've got him, until he feints and I get a slap on my bottom.

Frustrated, I let out a scream and spun around on my axis. A wicked smile was on his lips.

"Do it again." Not at all impressed by his actions, I ignored his words.

"Fuck you." I turn and stomp away. My arm is grabbed and he pulls me to his chest.

"Never turn your back on your enemy." His grip is like a bank screw. No matter how much I struggle, nothing makes him let go.

"Let go!"

"Get me out of here."

I shift and turn my head towards him. His eyes look sad and his face is ashen. I stop struggling immediately. I have never seen anyone look so bad.

"What is it?"

Evan sighs sadly and lets go of me. He looked lost.

"What is it?" I step towards him, but he pulls one step back and holds his hands up, signalling me not to come any closer.

"Stay where you are."

"Bander I-''

"EVAN!" He shouts his name and I jump in horror.

"It's Evan!

"Okay... Evan, I want to help you. What's going on?"

"You can't help me!" He throws down his sword and starts pacing. His hands go to his hair and he pulls at it.

Cautiously I move closer. "If you don't tell me, I don't know." Spitefully, he stops and looks at me with fire-breathing eyes.

"Oh yes, can you save me? Can you take me home? Can you log me out?"

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