Voices, she heard voices. Where were they comming from? Where was she? She could feel herself being picked up. By who? Someone was touching her, wrapping something around her wounds. But who and what? The voice, it was suddenly clearer.
'What's this?' it said.
She couldn't see, why? Everything was dark, why? What was happening? Her mind raced. Kiba struggled to regain conciousness. She sensed the person's curiousity, she felt it being directed at what was on her wrist. HER GEMS! She had to wake up!
Chezza watched as her partner's wounds were tended by the girl. What had she done? Was she actually being controled the way she knew Kiba had thought? Was her mind being altered, brainwashed by some unknown force? Chezza shook her head. She knew Kiba had to have been right. She never would have hurt anyone otherwise. Chezza didn't understand what was happening to her at all. Did it have something to do with the sixth year?
Kiba's mind was in turmoil. Why couldn't she wake up?! She needed to protect her gems, she needed to stop whoever would take it. As all this took place in her mind she whispered two words, 'My gems...' She tried to move her hand, tried to lash out at her captures. The movement appeared as a mere twitch of her hand. Why couldn't she move?!
Suddenly she could see, her eyes shot open. They darted around the area, trying to piece together what was going on. She jumped to her feet, a big mistake, and she fell. Why was she so weak? She needed to get away, from who? She was afraid, of what? She couldn't think straight, so many questions. Why?
Chezza watched, guilt building up in a large pile in her heart. She couldn't stand to see her like this. What had she done, what had she done?! Tears rolled down her semi-transparent face. She fell to her knees. She had never hurt a soul while she was alive, and she had never considered it during her death, why now?
STOP CIRCLING ME, you're making me dizzy!
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