"We can't just kill him. He's a human, for Goddess' sake. We need more people if we want to survive in here," came the first faint voice I heard.
My body...
Everywhere hurt.
I couldn't even focus on one specific pain because it was everywhere. Like my nerves were on fire, like my skin had been peeled off and glued back on with acid.
Fuck you, Leon.
I swear, I'll pay you back a billion times.
I'll make you hurt so much you'll wish you never knew me.
I'll hit you where it hurts most.
Leon may act untouchable, may pretend like he's invisible, but I know one thing. One fragile little piece he hides behind that mask.
Maybe that's why he let Jason think he killed him in the future.
His little sister.
A friend of Nora's.
His only weakness.
Hehehe...
"How do we even know it's human?" another voice chimed in, snapping me out of my spiral. "It literally fell out of the sky."
Wait… where the hell am I?
Damn it.
I can't even move a muscle.
"He's human, trust me," a feminine voice argued. "I can sense life in him. He's not a nightmare."
"I've had enough of this," a deeper voice said, irritated. "Jenny, I know you love helping people, but we already have enough mouths to feed. I say we keep him for meat."
Wait.
Did I just hear that right?
Meat?!
"MEAT?! What the hell do you mean by that?" came a gasp from the girl, followed by hurried footsteps and then a sudden stop.
"I don't mean for us—for the animals! The plants are all becoming poisoned, and it's only a matter of time before the livestock start dying too."
"And your brilliant solution is to start feeding them humans?!" she screamed.
The silence that followed was loud.
"Alright, my bad," the man grumbled. "But we still can't bring him in."
"Why not?!"
Whoever that idiot is... Tch.
Fine.
I'll make sure he dies a horrible death.
Just pray—pray hard—that I don't survive this.
"If we take him in, we'll have to feed him. Didn't you hear the morning briefing? It's only a matter of time before we run out of food. We can't keep doing this. Say something, Filia—this girl's giving me a headache," the man snapped again.
"He's right, Jenny," came a more mature, calm female voice. "You've already done so much. Letting one person go isn't your fault. It's the situation we're in. Try to understand."
Hmm.
A mature female slave.Perfect for satisfying my carnal desires...Let's see what she looks like first.
Wait—shit.
I'm still in this form. And in this state, my heart keeps feeding on the darkness.
And that darkness? It makes cruelty feel so damn satisfying.
"No!" the younger girl's voice rose, defiant. "Fine. If food's the issue, I'll give him my potion!"
Huh?
What's her deal?
Why's she trying so hard to save me?
This is making me uneasy...
"I can't let you do that," a vibrant male voice replied.
"You can't stop me."
God, she's stubborn.
"What's your problem with this guy anyway?" he snapped. "You've been weird since you saw him. This is practically a charred corpse. You can't even see a face—it's all black and burnt. No way you know him. So why are you so desperate?"
"It's none. Of. Your. Business." she growled. "I'll save him whether you like it or not."
And then—
I felt it.
Someone was lifting me.
Wait.
No.
Suddenly—weightlessness.
I'm falling?!
"OH NO!"
That was her voice again.
Did this crazy bitch just THROW ME OFF A CLIFF?!
…
…
…
Blackness.
Then…
A hum.
Soft.
Melodic.
Wait… I feel something.
Something in my mouth. Moist. Gentle.
Hmmm~
Heat began pooling in my lower abdomen.
Hnn~
Damn it.
I still can't move.
But I feel a strange electric sensation pulsing through me.
Ahh~
That wasn't in my head. That was a voice. Soft. Breathless.
I forced my eyes open.
The first thing I saw—long, dark eyelashes.
Fair skin.
Then—green.
Emerald green eyes staring straight into mine.
"I…" she started, her body tensing. She moved back, slow, eyes wide in surprise.
That's when I realized.
She was sitting on my chest, straddling me, her hands firmly on my cheeks.
"It's not what it looks like," she said.
"Natasha?!" My eyeballs almost pooped out of it's socket.
I have to be dreaming.
I just have to!