Searching

Amelia was on her way back to her dorm, which she shared with her boyfriend, after class. The day had been mediocre; nothing out of the ordinary or relatively interesting happened. She was looking forward to snuggling up with Orion and watching a movie or something along those lines.

Turning down the corridor to her dormitory, Amelia spied Orion leaving. She didn't know exactly where he was going, but if her suspicions were correct, she wouldn't like where he was heading. Turning herself invisible, Amelia followed after her boyfriend.

She was right: he had headed back to the forbidden forest. On numerous occasions, he would return with bruises or worse. After time upon time of her attempts to deter him, he always returned, longing for answers. She knew that any damage would heal rapidly but she hated to see him injured. The feeling that the two had to protect each other would never leave her.

As Orion started to make his way into the murky thicket, Amelia became visible once again, grasping his wrist and said: "Orion." One word but the pain and worry seeped through it. Neither of them knew the extent of his regeneration and she did not want to find it out.

"I could ask you the same thing," she replied, her eyes drifting between him and the edge of the forest. Amelia knew that his healing factor was remarkable but she didn't want him to test the limits of it. An injury like decapitation may be something he could never come back from. "I followed you because I knew you were going to do something stupid." Her hands moved to either side of his face. "I don't want you to go in there again. Please." She added, a slight tone of desperation in her voice.

She knew it was pointless trying to prevent him from doing it. It was like he craved answers and he thought that the forbidden forest was the only place he could seek them. Amelia tried to see it from his point of view but every time, the worry crept back in again. Sighing, she said: "You're not going in there alone." That was something she wasn't going to accept a no for. "If I can't dissuade you, then I'm coming with you," she told him, her hand interlocking with his.

"Not happening," she told him. Her decision was final: if he would not listen to her, then there was no way that she was letting him go alone. She knew that she was being as stubborn as he was but she cared too much about him to let him risk his life. Amelia's hands drifted to Orion's, her eyes looking longingly into his. She saw that nothing she could say would change his mind.

Hiding the worry, she floated off towards the edge of the forest. Wearing a smile, she called after him to follow her, a hand outstretched expectantly. There was no need for him to worry about her; she was already dead after all. At least this way, she fealt that she could fight any obstacles side by side with him and protect him.