"A werewolf."
One of the Alpha Group of Supernaturals, possessing extreme brute power, with razor-sharp nails that could cut through steel.
They were one of the worst Supernaturals to ever fight, yet here was one, before him.
It now makes sense, all those neck claw marks he had seen.
But looking at the creature, it was also dead.
All over its skin were blade-like marks, seemingly formed from repeated stabbing of its body.
What was more, there was a gigantic hole in its chest as if something had torn straight through it.
STEP!
The sound of steps reached him, and he snapped to the far side.
Someone was rushing through the open trees.
He ran forward after, following its track, and after a chase that lasted for close to an hour, he finally arrived.
It was another area filled with low green grasses, and a sharpened end that appeared to be at the edge of a cliff.
There, at the cliff's edge, stood a figure clad in white, now soaked in crimson.
"Ahhhh,"
"Ahhhh,"
White exhaled roughly from exhaustion, but before he could calm his pounding heart, the words came.
"You shouldn't have come."
'Huuuuu'
White exhaled, slowing down his heart to a pace that enabled him to rise to his feet and walked closer.
...or at least he tried,
"Don't come closer."
He paused and eventually sat on the ground.
Silence stretched between them as she stood with her back to him, until he finally broke it.
"I'm sorry...about your parents."
He said, noticing the quiet shivering of her body, right after.
"It has nothing to do with you."
"They're humans, like me, killed by a supernatural, my enemies. So yes, it does."
"What use is a sorry? They're dead. Sorry is never going to bring them back."
She said, her tone harsher, and White didn't refute, allowing silence to dissipate the pressure before he replied.
"You're right, Nova."
"Sorry won't truly bring them back, and I'm sure your parents would also expect your sadness and your pain from their death."
"They seem to be good people, but...I don't think they would have expected you to use that as a reason to willingly remain in a coma, would they?"
He asked, and she hmphed in annoyance.
"And what do you care?"
She asked coldly.
"Nova. You have to snap out of this."
"What use is snapping out of this? I'm useless out there. I can't control my limitless energy. I can't bring my parents back. For what reason do I live?"
"Running from Supernaturals, shunned by the world, and dragged into ancient feuds that almost kill me."
"What changes if I die? Nothing changes."
"I... I live for nothing."
Nova mused, the quiet realization hitting her and sending a pang of pain through her heart.
It was an endless expanse of darkness just beneath the cliff.
She didn't know what they hid, but something tells her that if she jumped off the cliff and into it, everything would be gone.
Her pain, her fears, her worries.
Everything.
Yet, the mere sight of the darkness lit an unexplainable fear in her heart, which she couldn't understand.
Perhaps, she would die. No... she would die.
But finally, it'll be over, won't it?
Her steps wavered, toes inching closer towards the edge.
"So that's it, huh?"
The voice came from behind, pausing the sliding toes.
"Your parents died fighting for a chance at a life for you, and this is the best way you can think of repaying them...Jumping to your death?"
White said, with a sad, yet equally pitiful expression on his face.
"You don't know anything about my parents or me."
She shot back.
"Might be true. But I do know that 370 students partook in the entrance test, Nova. Guess how many passed?"
"Just 150."
"You're 1 in 150 who succeeded where 220 failed, and you think you're useless?"
"I'm just 1 in 150. There's nothing special in that."
Nova claimed with a tired chuckle.
"Maybe it's not special, but can you guess what happened to the rest of the 220 students?"
White asked rhetorically.
"They had the same hope that we had, Nova. To join Xtremecybers."
"Even if they weren't trying to escape from the Supernaturals. They had a belief, and they had a brighter hope for the future."
"Yet, they were reduced to nothing but a stepping stone."
"Imagine the family members of these people who will one day learn their son or daughter never really made it to Xtremecybers, even though it appears they have."
"Or they may never even know, only hoping they're doing well, when they're already far dead."
"You managed to avoid that unfortunate fate but got crossed by Rukun Malevolent."
"I don't know whatever he said to you, but I do know, Rukun doesn't care about you, nor do you have to worry about some ancient family feud between the Limitless and the Malevolent Family."
"He's after me for saving you. He wants me to feel pain, so he hurts you. But now, he knows better and wouldn't try hurting you anymore."
"If you die because of things he said to you, remember, he only used you, and now doesn't even remember you."
"You shouldn't give your life up for such scum."
"Your parents got killed by a werewolf. That's unfortunate, truly, but believe, everyone's got their demons, and yet we all wake up and face it every day."
"Besides, your parents wouldn't want your suiciding, would they?"
His words didn't seem to move her at all, as she remained there by the edge, unmoving.
"You know what your parents would have wanted if they were alive now?"
White said, and she turned lightly.
"To see you grow. To live a good life, free without regrets, not jump down a hill and allow your own mind to kill you."
"So don't jump, Nova."
He said, reaching his hands out.
She stared at it lightly before asking.
"Why...why are you doing this?"
"You've grown so much stronger. It's so obviously clear you control limitless so much better."
"You don't even need me anymore. In fact, I might just be a burden to you now."
"So why? Why don't you just give up on me, too?"