Atham looks upon Redzone no thats not even how you can call it its just a distrik like any other that's gotten a name after the incidents...
the dim lights of the buildings illuminate the whole scenery before him quite nonchalant everyone would say if they looked over this view.
" Is this really what I want "
He looks over to the flower Shop that he always visited with his sister a small smile appearing on his face while playing the memory in his head over and over again....
A Gas mask can hide your face from strangers while also guarding his emotions from Bastards like The goverme but afterall he is seamingly still as weak as 3 years ago..
Atham couldnt express the love for his sister in only a few words but if he had to then she was the light of his life.
They grew up togheter in the 356th building distrik of this world it wasnt always the happiest life even though he had never wasted a thought about the Definition of being happy.
Atham always consdidered this kind of life to be normal but others proved his expectations wrong the redzone isnt a good place to live in its a shithole full of the very people that control the underground or are just here to make the big money off of guilds.
How despicable.
The stars shine so bright today Atham trys to calm himself down the memories washing over him in an overwhelming sensation almost to much for him to bear..
He looks up into the sky the shimmer of the lights reflecting in his dar blue eyes..
His siter always told him they looked like the deep Ozean she saw on one of the field Trips.. Atham always found that overbearing he never saw such a body of water and couldnt imagine that it looked like his eyes..
Atham is the name that other People called him here.
He never had one himself, not that he could ever bother getting one .
He just brushed it off he needed a Identifikation for his liscense anyways so he just used what he was given..
Afterall everyone just wants a name to a face...
He ttakes his Gaze to the side of the building again and in a moment his body ...A fire..
He loooked around localising the smoke that was emanating from the heart of the Redzone...
He hesitently starts to slowly move descending from the building into a backalley and appearing on the busteling streets again.
"Calm yourself Atham..Calm yourself..."
He felt his breath getting hitched and his heart starts to aching while running into the direction of the smoke.
His thoughts were flying around in his head to the point where he stumbled over his own feet and nearly fell down..
He composed himself in the last second and caught himself before hitting the ground..
He couldnt even understand how the people here didnt notice it, the fire burned and the flames stroke high into the air.
He looks around in a state of panic but no one notices the fire its burning and burning..and burning
..his breath reached high pits.....not good.
He couldnt panic over fire again thsi has happend way to often already.. no no no
He stumbled into the flower Shop..
The door flies open with such force that a pot falls down on the stand next to him and crashing to the ground.
The shards were now lying all over the floor but Atham couldnt care less.
..Mrs.Goldham looks at me shocked while Atham burst into her Shop...
"Oh dear are you okay? Do you need help? Atham?"
He didnt See what she was doing his Vision became more blurry and he only managed with great efford and Lots of stuterring to bring out some basic words.
"Mrs.Goldham t-the fire" his hand shakes while he slowly points to the huge cloud of smoke....
"What?..What are you talking about Atham"
..she looks at me as Atham has seen a ghost..
"Atham there is no Fire... Hun.. do you really not need help or anything else"
Atham looks back over his shoulder his eyes darting around the place as he fixates on the now clear sky infront of him.
"What..but there was fire Scarlet..Scarlet... Scarlet..She is still in the fire..."
Atham turns around semingly haven forgotten his own dizzines and confusion
...he runs off again a thousand thoughts in his mind but only one was prominent enough to paint his whole mind black
..Scarlet crying..Scarlet in pain and Scarlets burning body admits the flaes of our appartment
Wait..what...His swift pace slows down
"....how do I already know that..."
He comes to a complete stop now standing in the middle of a road....
"How do I already know that..."
the question semingly asks itself again only from his confusion how does he know....
He trys to remember...how do I already know how she looks ,what she did.. his mind becomes blank and the confusion takes over again..
He couldnt think straight.
Atham is standing there in the middle of the road his eyes gazing straight into nothingness..
Almost about to pass out the darkness envelopse him as if it wanted to consume him whole.
It's clenched its arms around him tightly not letting go..
Atham didnt feel, he didnt See, he was numb from all the running, the fire, the silence and feelings which were hidden before were now emitting from his deepest core.
Everything was conflicting inside of his body.
He almost couldnt help himself to stand up.
he just wanted to let go...
fall into that abyss but he couldn't something held him from going over into nothingness.
He felt blank and in just a second everything vanished leaving him in the nights embrace.
Alone and cold the only companions in this night being the stars that were sparkling in the sky.
Emitting an almost scarlet dark Red colour glooming over Atham in an almost comforing matter but even with that..
It was quiet and cold... silent and cold...