"Run! Hurry and save yourself," the voice rang in her head as she groggily opened her eyes. Her limbs felt like iron weights being pushed down on her, her mind slightly disoriented. Her arms and legs would sting like pins and needles poking at her whenever she tried to move. Slowly she opened her eyes enough to see a room completely blank from color.
Looking up she could see bright light shine, and a camera a bit of a ways back.
"Be quiet, I hear people coming this way," another voice came through, louder then the previous. The girl slowly sat up and noticed her hands were bound together by chains.
Suddenly a loud noise was made on the other side of the wall she faced. People slowly flooded in, many with cameras and others with other devices.
"Now this subject here is well known around the many states," a person in a white coat said to the group that had stepped into the room. "She has a record over 100 stamina at a fairly high rate, and is well trained."
The group stared at the "subject" with lustful and curious eyes. Then her eyes had set on one person in particular, a fairly young girl. She had long strawberry blonde hair and piercing blood red eyes. The group then slowly left one by one, all except the strawberry blonde. The strawberry blonde then turned and looked at the "subject" with her red eyes. She then began to talk, but as she had nothing came through. The "subject" stared at the strawberry blonde with a confused expression.
"The world is like a piece of art work, and you are the artist..."
The subject's world then went black as the strawberry blonde disappeared.
The last thing she could remember were those words and the slight smell of strawberries.
Finally she had awoken once again, her side being poked by a soft hand. She quickly opened her eyes to noticed her surroundings had changed. Not only was her arms no longer being held bound together by chains, but she had also awoken in the forest. She then looked to see the strawberry blonde next to her as silent as ever. The girl then sat up, looking around till the strawberry blonde softly grabbed the girl's chin making the girl look at her. The strawberry blonde slowly lead the girl closer to her, till they were just inches apart. Then slowly the strawberry blonde pressed her soft lips on the girl's cut up and dry ones. To the girl the world seemed to stop in there tracks, as she could feel the warmth in her cheeks. The strawberry blonde then slowly pulled away softly smiling as she looked into the girl's soft brown eyes, and spoke, "I'm sorry for the suddenness. This may not be easy to understand," with her voice sounding as sweet as lavender. The girl couldn't help but shake her head, trying to reassure the strawberry blonde.
"Heh, thank you," she said as she slowly stood up reaching a hand out for the girl to grab.
As the girl had the whole world around her changed again. They were not in the cold and scary forest, but in a quiet and warm field. The girl smiled as she looked around them, surrounded by flowers and small trees. The smiling girl then looked over at the strawberry blonde to see that her hair had been shortened. It was no longer the long beautiful blonde, it was when she first saw her. It was even more beautiful, her skin shined in the light of the sun and the girl couldn't help but smile.
"Shall we?" the strawberry blonde spoke once again as she started to walk, still holding tightly onto the girl's hand. After walking for a while, a small cottage came to sight of the girl's vision. The strawberry blonde then looked back at the girl and smiled at her.
She girl's eyes shined as to this was her first time to see a cottage. Not only that, but she also had someone there with her. They walked into the small cottage, and a soft sweet scent filled their noses.
"Looks like we got here just in time," the strawberry blonde said as she lead the girl to a small round table. The table had two beautiful purple designed cups, along with some tea, and a freshly baked cake on the table. The girl and strawberry blonde ate the cake together and drank the cool tea that was left behind for them. The strawberry blonde then noticed that night was falling and picked the girl up into her arms. The strawberry blonde then carried the tired girl up the stairs and laid her down on a soft bed. Once the strawberry blonde had laid her down, she laid herself down next to the girl. The strawberry blonde whispered softly into the girl's ear and softly combed through her hair. Soon the girl had drifted off to sleep, the beautiful strawberry blonde female and the world around her disappeared.
"Time of death: 2300."
A soft voice rang through the girl's head: "The world is an art work, and we are the artist...