Why?

Nyx has never been good at lying. I thought to myself. Sad but true.....me on the other hand.....I'm the best liar there ever was....

Nyx had started her story so I stood very still getting every detail in.

“Well… you see I don’t know why but once I saw the pale pink hair, I had to follow him. Then when he took off into the portal, I knew that it would not be the best think to do. I followed him into the portal, I didn’t know where it was going but…” Nyx was in nervous frenzy.

“He was there inside the portal. Someone else came after he said some things and we had a scuffle. The other guy… he was familiar too, bright blue eyes, but I don’t think he would mind killing… others, unlike Marlex. But—that’s what we are supposed to do right Triskix? Lexian? ReXi? We are not supposed to have remorse about killing someone, right.” Nyx asked.

I sighed and leaned my head towards a bit my hair starting to conceal my eyes. It was easier to focus on something other than an unnerved woman....

"You're wondering whether we're good or bad," I commented reading her face, "Don't push yourself about it. The answer is simple. We are neither good nor bad."

"Neither?" Nyx asked.

"Neither," I answered, "To be good one must have a heart that understands what those two are to their fullest extent by learning what emotions come with them. Without a heart to feel we don't see the difference that wholes do. We experience emotion, but the emotions are dead to us. It is a numbing feeling. We don't feel rage or happiness or sorrow. That is why we can not be considered good or bad. We don't have the power to be either."

"Triskix....when did you come to that....it sounded like you would say something like that to yourself...." Lexian said.

"I came to that a while after I started traveling with a friend of mine after the original 13 died. He showed me some stuff for a little while. He gave me a bit of feeling besides the numbness. I even somewhat felt something towards his sister...if a nobody can feel anything...anyways when we went our separate ways, I went back to feeling numb."

"Who was the friend?" RaXi asked.

"His name was Kristian," I answered, "His name is Kristian."

End