“I could never hurt him enough to make his betrayal stop hurting. And it hurts, in every part of my body.”
– Veronica Roth
Ava had no time to react as they knock her out. In the end, she was going to join them no matter what, whether she wanted or not. Even if it meant taking her as a prisoner.
Before she got knocked down, all she could think about was how much Theo had used her. She hadn’t seen him in years while she was under Aiden’s spell, while he made her believe he was the one she was in love with. Maybe they were in it together. Before she got her memories back, Theo felt honest to her, even though he was keeping information from her. Lying was that easy for him.
We are the villains in this narrative.
Humans are the heroes.
Have you been outside? – Yes.
She should have known. But how? How could she be suspicious and doubt the master of pretending? Not even when he told the fake name she noticed a difference. He lied to her nonstop and not even once she doubted him.
Ava slowly opens her eyes, she looks down to her arms and legs tied up. She’s sitting on the floor and her whole body is sore. She tries to move but it’s nearly impossible to change positions. She remembers she can use her powers to get free.
“Either they are really stupid or,” she says out loud.
Of course, they would find some way to keep her from doing magic. Some sort of shield maybe. Maybe Theo was the one who created it.
Minutes later, a tall dark skinned woman enters the room. It’s not Theo’s mother. And the woman looks kind and friendly.
“Good. You are awake.” The woman says, smiling.
She’s faking it. Ava thinks. Everyone here seems pretty good at it.
“Thought you would be making some questions. Talk a little more, you seem that type.” She keeps the smile.
“Who are you and where am I?” Where’s Theo, she wants to ask too.
“I’m Amelia, and Ava, sweetheart, we are not the enemy. I know you believe we are some sort of evil witch hunters but you are not a witch, we control River of Shadows.”
“What are you talking about? Why did he-” she was going to say his name but decides not to. Just the thought of him hurts too much.
Amelia ignores the question, she continues, “It’s true that we – humans – do not have powers like yours. And yes, some people have died over the years, not everyone can survive it. So maybe, after all, we do hunt them, when they go rogue.”
“I don’t believe a word.” Ava snaps.
“I understand it’s difficult to understand. Maybe a familiar face can help.”
“If you are talking about Theo,” Ava forces herself to laugh, “he has lied to me so many times, it’s hilarious that you think I would believe a single word he says to me now.”
Amelia leaves the room without replying, that smile that was now getting annoying never once left her face. Even as she spoke about the people they did hunt and murdered over the years.