"No. No. No. I shouldn't have lost." Rogue already looked tired of the cultist, "Aye, shut it." She said they waited around for the rest of Obsidian Nexus to arrive, "You look young for a cultist. How old are you?" Specter asked as she leaned on the rails, the girl scoffed.
"Cult! This is my religion!" She yelled clearly off the deep end with screws loose. Specter sighed as she paced back and forth, "I asked you another question. How old are you?" Specter asked with a firm voice, it was clear they were running out of patience for her.
"I am... 16 years old..." She said she realised the gravity of her situation, as she was tied up with no one allies to bail her out, the second time. Rogue scoffed as Titan, Echo and Nova appeared from the shadows, "This her?" Titan asked as she examined the girl, black hair with streaks of green and brown eyes.
"She's cute," Titan said with a smile; they couldn't see it, though, but the cultist didn't trust it. Then Nova took a crack at it, "Hey, what's you're name?" His voice was soft and well-spoken, it was clear despite the dirty waters crashing beneath them. The cultist spoke feeling oddly calm and relaxed despite the ropes binding to her skin.
"My name is Lilly..." She said as she attempted to sit up. Nova smiled as he got on eye level with Lilly, "Tell me more about your religion." She nodded as she began to envision it.
...
It was a land of green, sparse trees, around 1500 years ago, people were simpler. It was sunny with no clouds in the sky, wooden huts and lakes, lots of them, and mountains. People were farming, fishing, and kidding around, having fun.
Then, with no cause, the sky ruptured...