Introduce Yourself!

The scent of metal clung to her nose. The thick iron smell refused to leave her even after she had washed her hands. What good was an amazing sense of smell, if it never benefited you much? Her long white hair flowed effortlessly in the gentle wind. She was standing on her balcony staring up at what was supposed to be the night sky. But on this particular evening it had clouded up; blanketing the entire sky with an eerie darkness. Yet the girl remained still, unmoving. Her crystal like blue eyes scanning over the darkness. Almost as if searching for something amongst the dark clouds. The ears that stood atop her head moved this way and that. As for her the world was never silent; she heard it all. The cries and screams, the big bangs, and even the smallest breaths. It was as much a curse as it was a gift.

Suddenly she turned on her heels, as quick as lightning. Her hair snapping in the air behind her. The loose white gown she wore twisted at the sudden movement. She noticed none of it; for her mind was on one thing at the moment her father. Her father was a very important man. One of high status, even in a world like this. He worked with bankers and politicians, police men and lawyers, any one of importance really. It was always unclear to the young girl what he actually did; no one ever bothered to explain it to her. And she’d rather not ask, but that was the least of her worries. A few days before, during their two times a day they actually talked, lunch time, he told her about some sort of danger. She never really listened to what her father had to say much, but this piqued her interest. He spoke of a ‘hungry wolf’ that tried to kill all in its way. The more he went on, the more the tale sounded too fantastical. Beasts and fairies; things of the sort. At the end of the story he spoke of the ending to a great war. Glory.

Not long after she found that she would be assigned personal guards. Nothing that hadn’t happened before, but she was told that these would be different. She couldn’t see how. They would be no different to the tens of others that stood by her side throughout the day. But still, it was something else to think about.

The small feline girl made her way from her balcony over to her dresser. Her light footsteps barely made any noise. She began to change into some better clothes for the day. Starting by first removing her light night gown. Slowly she exchanged her nightwear to something a little more appropriate. A light fit white skirt adorned with a yellow ribbon tied around it, and a shoulderless light blue shirt. She stepped back and looked at herself in the mirror. Then she leaned forward and grabbed a silver bracelet of twisted metal. She carefully slipped it onto her wrist and sighed. Her head spun towards the door as she heard it open and a familiar voice started speaking. The door wasn’t open and no one was there, but she knew that it would happen. She had heard it. She carefully stepped towards it; opening the door herself just as a person was about to knock. She was greeted by a familiar face.

Liane stood at the door with a wide smile painted on her face. A moment later her voice pierced the, at least to another person would’ve been, silence. “Are you ready?” She said almost a little too excitedly. The young fairy was practically jumping up and down. Liane lived in this building with the young feline. Their lives were usually rather dull, so to have another person introduced was exciting. For Liane at least. The young feline mustered a small, but significant, smile. “Yup.”
The two girls walked and breathed in sync. It was almost as if an invisible string connected them. A bond. Whatever it was no one seemed to notice or care. The two girls themselves had either grown accustomed to it, or never noticed it altogether. They moved swiftly through the winding hallways of the building. Very quickly making their descent to the main lobby; where the guest was waiting. Liane addressed the man who came up to them to talk. The small feline girl didn’t even so much as look his way. They continued on until they finally made it to the big doubled doors that opened up into the room where…. Well she didn’t even know who would be standing there. She could… just hear their voice. Feminine and very agitated. The ears atop her head twisted into a downward motion and then sprung back up. Liane rushed to her side and looked at her. “Okay… whoosh. Sorry. Let’s go.” she said a little out of breath.

The girl leaned forward and pushed the doors open. After a sturdy push, the doors gave way and slowly opened up. Standing there was a tall well dressed woman with grey hair. Liane and the small feline girl stepped forward. The girl stopped just in front of the lady; Liane standing a little behind her, a sign of respect. The little lady looked over the woman and then bowed her head. Her soft white hair dropped down like a veil, covering her face. She didn’t say anything until their eyes met again. “I am Feliz Goldenrod. It is a pleasure to meet you.” But something was off; Feliz’s mouth didn’t move. In fact nothing on her face did. It was like she was speaking to her through someone else… or perhaps in her mind.

Feliz took a step back and made half a mind to survey the room. Something odd stood out to her. There was a man on the couch; slumped over as if sleeping. But he wasn’t sleeping, because he wasn’t breathing. Even through seeing this, she made no notion of moving. Her crystal-like blue eyes swiftly moved back to the lady before her. Then Liane made her entrance. “Hello my lady. I am Liane.” She bowed her own head; the braid of hair on her head swooping down to her shoulder. “I apologise for our tardiness, but there was a complication with the schedules.” She said softly; all of her bubbly attitude was replaced with civilness. Liane stood straight once again and looked carefully at Feliz. She made sure not to meet anyone's eyes. For fear of being disrespectful. Feliz herself was staring the lady directly in her eye. Waiting for a reaction, a word, something.

Almost as soon as the doctor spoke she lost interest. Feliz turned away from the girl and looked to the man on the couch. She figured that was the ‘creation’ she spoke of. Liane lightly tapped her side, reminding her to stay polite and not walk away. Feliz sighed and turned back to the girl before her. She simply stared and nodded until she walked away. Feliz raised her hand in a kind of mocking goodbye. Liane followed the doctor and showed her out, saying her own formal goodbyes. Meanwhile Feliz quickly walked over to the guy on the couch. She stared at him and then leaned down in front of him. Her tail flicked side to side as she inspected him; he was quite a handsome machine. She raised her hand and placed it on his forehead; she closed her eyes and focused. But she came up with nothing. Feliz pulled her hand away confused; his mind was empty. It was then that Liane came back in. She walked up to her and then looked at the guy on the couch. “Feliz, I believe we have to turn him on first.” She said quietly. Feliz simply waved her hand. Liane took that as permission to touch him. She leaned forward and looked for a place to turn him on. Liane kept looking, but to no avail. She sighed and just sat there on the couch. Feliz huffed and looked between the two.