"Snowy mountain and white trees. Chilly atmosphere and greyish sky. A white desert and an old ruin. That means only one thing.. Summer is in the North!!---"
*Bam!!*
"No, Goofyhead!! It's winter and it sucks.. I hate winter..."
"Ouch!! You hate it because you're immortal or because it's cold!?"
"Goofyhead, just shut the hell up!!"
That nasty teenager with a nasty personality is Inter. She doesn't talk much with her mouth, but her fist. A year since we started working together, and the result's not that bad. She broke my ribs two times only. Cut my left foot toes and smashed my right thumb. Apart from those minor permanent injuries, I'm doing fine. I'm Zack and I'm the world coolest guy.. Nice to meet you...
"Hey Goofyhead, we arrived. Down City is here.. Dust, but it is here. I hope your body isn't allergic to radiation.. I'm an immortal, so, I don't really care."
"I'm fine."
"Idiot.. Your body is going red. Step away and wait for me in a safe place. Don't attract attention."
She said it. I didn't. I said that I was fine. And I am. I am Fine. But I didn't expect her to care about me. The first time we met went like this; skull cracked, with a thurd degree burn. Heart pierced and lungs exploded. Left eyeball exploded. Left hand crushed like mince meat. And pinkie cut.
Pretty injuries that took seven months to heal completely. I'm a man. The doctor planned four years, but I made it in seven months. I'm a full grown prideful man.
Just to say, Inter's really weird. She never talk to anyone. Not even Fear. She listens, executes and repeats the same pattern. She eats alone and sleeps alone. A really weird girl. Normally, a girl would search for a man to take care of her. But, Inter's just different and weird.
"You back already..?"
"Shut up! I found nothing.. Electra's remnant was taken. There's obvious traces of soldiers. I just don't know which continent's.."
Right there.. That right moment. She keeps thinking and does not even bother look at me. I'm clearly here, but she doesn't care. She thinks I'm some nuisance. But I'm cool. I can help. I'm a man. A man always knows what a woman doesn't..
"There's only one suspect; West. They must have thought about it too. Resurrection. I'm sure it's them.."
"Piss off! I just said that obvious traces were left behind. The West isn't involved.. It is the Ancients..."
"Who?"
"People far worse than the Rich Kind. Listen Goofyhead, I'll need you to call Fear. Tell her that we're going to meet the bad guys real quick in the Extreme North.."
Fearless. Insensible. Cold-piercing stares. And a nasty personality.. That's all I need to make her my children bearer...