Chapter 9
Amity POV:
A quiet buzzing begins to sound at the edge of my awareness, an indistinct murmur of voices as my eyes flutter open. The murmuring builds, growing louder and louder, voices piling on top of one another. The bright lights around me burn my eyes, and I squint trying hard to see. There doesn’t seem to be much of anything at all, until suddenly, sharply, there’s nothing. Silence. Just the echoing of voices ringing in my head as my eyes droop closed once again.
“Amity?”
I lift my head as much as I can, the energy drained from me. In the darkness, I see a blue orb moving slowly towards me. I try to lift my hand to my head, but my skin is met with the metal that holds my arms down. I shift slightly, as much as I can with the little energy I have left.
After a beat of silence, I hear my name called out into the nothingness again. “Amity!”
It’s coming from the orb.
As it draws closer, I see that it hovers a full foot above my head, and is bigger than I thought it to be. I clench my fists in their shackles, my nails digging into my skin with anticipation.
“Amity, can you hear me?”
The sound of this voice taunts me somehow, almost like I’m programmed to hate it. Almost like I’m destined to destroy it.
I let my head hang and my eyes droop for a moment, until I can no longer stand to not look at it. This beautiful blue orb hanging like the sun above me. The corners of my mouth turn up into a smile as I am hypnotised by the light this ball emits. My hands relax, my whole body softening as if I’m bowing down. How is it that something so beautiful can bring me such pain?
My eyes shift slightly, adjusting to the brightness of the orb as it hovers mere metres in front of my face. For the first time, I notice the person imprisoned within these blue walls. My smile fades quickly into a scowl, my fists clenching once again. I try, to no avail, to stand, my hands still clasped down. Never before have I felt the urge to kill so much.
“Human.”
The word spits from my mouth like venom as I long to tear that girl to pieces. She looks back at me, eyes wide as she steps away from me in her circular prison. I stare back, eyes burning madly as I feel my nails break the skin of my palms. Green strands hang in my face, moving back and forth with my heavy breathing.
“It’s over, human.” I hiss, a devilish grin forming on my face. “I’ve got you now.”