It was strange to hear all of those things out of his mouth. The one man who claimed that he couldn't care less what happened to the others inside this prison. She was glad that she had told him about her memory, something she doubted to do when she arrived here. But now he knew, and he didn't think that she was stupid. Alright for a very short moment. But that was when she told him that she was glad to be here, and she meant it. Here she knew it what kind of danger she was in. She knew how to fight it. With her gliave, she finally knew how to call it. She lay under a bear pelt on the one and only bed, his bed. The evening had brought some kind of chill with it, and she felt sorry for Orisino, who lay on the crapy built bench outside the shack. The room itself was dark, although there was nothing in front of the window. But there was no moon, she was hiding behind a thick layer of dark clouds. The sound of the deadly animals and walking plants filled the air, but she also heard something else. She jumped out of the bed, grabbed her daggers and her gliave and stormed out of her room.

"Orisino." She said, he jumped up from the crapy bench.

"What is it?" He asked.

"There is something out there." She said quickly, looking not at him but at the gate.

"That is probably some kind of animal." He said, his voice thick of sleep. She was glad that he at least got some sleep.

"No it is not an animal." She snapped at him.

"I would listen to her if I were you." A female voice said in the dark. Orisino's gaze snapped towards the gate. A woman stood near it, her black long hair and white skin made her almost made her look like a ghost.

"Marissa, what in the designer's name are you doing here." He growled.

"I wanted to if your lady friend here is alright." Marissa said. He grabbed his maquette from the ground.

"Did your boy-toy not tell you?" He said. "O yes I forgot, you do not trust men."

"That is not true, I do trust them. But not when it comes to women." Marrisa said and she finally locked eyes with her. "You are indeed a vision. Lu didn't lie about that." Orisino started move in front of her.

"She is not a tread to you, Marrisa. She declined, remember." Orisino said, with a low growl in his voice. "She wants to stay here."

"I have heard that, but I found it a bit odd. That a woman refused to join her own kind, so I wanted to see it for myself." Marrisa snapped towards him.

"Maybe she has heard about how you gained the position of Dona? I do not know, or how hoe you treat your competition." He growled. "Maybe she those not want to end up on that platform, again and again until her lives run out. I know I wouldn't like it." He blocked her now completely, was he suspecting something. "Tamora, if something happens run to the basement and lock the door. You will be safe in there." He said this in a whisper, so that only she would hear him. She didn't say anything, or she didn't move. Afraid that she might give away something. "Or she heard about you getting tired of being a fuck hole for the gang leader of that time. Afraid that he might get bored with you, so you made sure that he lost a life." Marrisa checked her fingernails in the meantime.

"Is that really the best insults you got, I am hurt and bored at the same time. Which in my case is never a good combination." She said. Tamora did a step back towards the shack. "I have one for you, I have heard you made a deal with Chris to send all the greens towards his city. Why would you promise him that?" Orisino pointed to the shack.

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"Is this a place to house a woman?" He answered her with a question of his own. "I think not, so I need some stuff to fix it up. I was ready to sell meat, bones, pelt and poison to Dink. But he instead offered me this deal, and I would point them towards Chris's city, I will not deliver them."

"Really, well glad I checked. Because I heard a different story. You see you really can't trust man. But then one little thing why?" Marrisa asked.

"I think he wants to build an army, to start a war with you. Apparently he is still not over it." Orisino said while shrugging.

"And you are aiding him?" She said in shock, although Tamora suspected that she was faking it, big time. This woman didn't become a Dona by asking it nicely, or stayed a Dona by playing it by the rules, if there were any in here.

"I am not aiding him, I just point some greens towards his city. When I am at the crossroad, like I always do. I will also send some to you. But that it is, what the greens do after that is no longer my concern." He said, and Tamora knew that he meant it. Only Marrisa was not buying it.

"Like I said, I do not believe men." She snapped towards him. Tamora heard something fly, and the next thing she knew Orisino shrunk to the ground. This was her sign, she ran into the house and towards the basement. How in the name would that place keep her safe. She did not know, but she trusted Orisino. "Follow her, and kill her. Lu will be waiting for her by the platform." So she was planning to kill her until her lives run out. She heard the gate flew open and the stamping of footsteps echoed behind her. This was not happening, she opened the door that lead to the basement. She ran through it, and slammed the door shut. A small click was audible.

"You can run, but you can't hide." A male voice said from the other side of the door. She stepped on the first tear of the stairs, which collapsed. She didn't know how she survived the fall, and specially with her gliave on her back. But she did, only she was not able to move for quite some time. "Fuck, I can't get this fucking door open." The male voice said.

"Well then rest use one thing, we burn the whole place down. And where in the hell is Frank?" Marrisa said with a loud voice. Responses of the other that they do not know followed. "What ever, he was a lousy fuck anyway. Burn this piece of crap to the ground."

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Tamora could barely breathe, through the smoke that slipped through the door. The fire didn't reach her, and she couldn't feel the heat. But if she stayed here, the smoke will kill her. She was finally able to get up, but her back was still hurting. They should have fixed the stairs after she came down here for the first time. But she hadn't, and now she was paying the price for it.

"Holy shit, what happened here." A voice upstairs said. "Dink look for Orisino and that woman." Wait was Dink here, she knew that Orisino didn't like the guy. And she did not trust the man, but this was maybe her ticket out.

"They are not here, Chris." Dink said. "But I saw Marrisa's man run from here, their hands filled with pelts."

"That bloody bitch." The man called Chris cursed. "I should have killed her, years ago."

"Chris, Dink?" That was Orisino's voice.

"Orisino!" She started to yell. The door flew open, and the smoke started to escape. "Orisino, the stairs." She started to cough.

"Fuck. Chris, give me a hand." Orisino called. She did not know how, but the next thing she knows was that she was in Orisino's arms outside the burning shack. "Hello there." Orisino said, when he saw that she had opened her eyes. She gave him a painful smile.

"I am sorry, Orisino. But there is nothing left to save." Chris said, from behind Orisino, so she couldn't see him. "How is she?"

"Awake, but still weak." Orisino replied. "Which is not surprising." She couldn't hear a response from Chris. "She is tough, she survived that fall and all the smoke."

"She indeed is, but let us go back to my city. So that the two of you can get some rest. We will figure out your housing in the morning." Chris said.

"I do not trust you Chris. But everything is better than to stay here, out and in the open. With Marrisa on a murdering spree." Orisino said.

"Fair. I do not trust you either." Chris replied and that was the last thing that reached Tamora's ears.