Aya flinched when Cassandra said her real name and braced herself for the onslaught of pain that the lie was sure to bring her, but the man hadn't even reacted. He'd even continued calling her Lynn. Had he not noticed? Was he too absorbed in her pain to pay the girl any real attention?

Aya looked over at Cassandra with tear filled eyes and her heart broke. This girl… Aya knew her. She'd been her tutor, even. Cassandra was about as angst-ridden as any other teenager, but Aya had never known her to be like this – to look at someone in agony and speak to them in an empty, apathetic voice. Cassandra had never been a murderer… a monster. This was what Sebastian had turned her into. 

Not reacting when the tendrils curled around her in a vice-like grip, Aya looked back up at him. She could just jump to the astral plane now – she'd feel nothing. Not the acid in her blood or the cracking of her throat. She wouldn't feel it when Cassandra helped kill her. But what was the point of that? Why did she have to die? Why did Cassandra have to become a monster? She didn't. Aya was quiet for a long time before she finally opened her mouth and spoke in a broken voice.

[color=mediumspringgreen]"I'm a Meta,"[/color] she croaked out. It was the first time in her life she'd ever said that sentence out loud. If she'd been less consumed by pain, she would've lamented the fact that this monster was the first one to hear her say it. [color=mediumspringgreen]"I can go anywhere… hear things… see things I shouldn't, and no one will know I was ever there. That's how I knew you. That's how I know about Eden."[/color] She was still shaking, trying to hold back cries against the poison in her blood.

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