Why did she want me out here?

She was used to the cold. It was not the autumn breeze or dropping temperatures that bothered her. It was the circumstances. She looked up at the star speckled sky. A purple and dark blue sky was birthed from a glorious sunset. It was still light, yet she was sure that by the end of this night would take over. The wind ruffled her white coat, the low hanging garment flapping in the cool waves of air. She reached up, keeping the hood of the coat over her head. Her sleeves were tight against the armor beneath. She knew she needed it. Besides, the one who summoned her here was fully clothed in the garments of war as well.

Pebbles crackled beneath her boots as she approached her. The lone woman stood at the edge of the cliff, gazing out into the endless sea. At the think beach below, a boat was anchored against the loose sands. The green eyed girl lifted an eyebrow, Is that a pirate ship?

“Ashla?” She spoke.

For a moment, there was complete silence between the two. Did the brunette even realize she had come? The waves lapped against the shore, the cliffs, as an uncomfortable silence crept in. The girl pushed a loose strand of flame colored hair behind her ear, beneath the hood. She was pale. She started wondering if she even took her blood thinning and blood pressure medication that noon, as her stomach was knotted in a horrid manner.

She felt in danger.

Why did you want me out here?!

It was a slow movement, a hand lifted. Ashla raised her gauntleted arm, turning her head towards her. Her blue was… eerily calm… Her lips moved.

“Thanks for coming. I needed to speak with you before I left.”

Felicity’s skin crawled, her chest jumped.

“This might be the last time we see each other.”