In the distance Emma saw some outlines of people, towards the end of the gate, nearly touching the yellow grass area. One was obviously a woman, and the other a man. The man being in front of the women.
Emma easily assessed the situation, the two had been running from the giant eye, and they were too terrified to run away.
"Alita! Those people are in danger!" Emma shouted facing towards Alita.
"Wait, and watch. We don't know what's happening exactly." Alita responded calmly, looking at the two near the end of the gate.
The massive eye somehow gained speed, and was now running even faster, which was as fast as a preschooler running. The two spirits remained still.
At this point it had been only a dozen feet away from them. Emma didn't want to sit around while other people were going to get hurt, so she ran towards them. Alita hasnt left her spot, making Emma confused about her.
They had been quite far from the gate, so naturally Emma didn't reach the spot immediately, and while she was running; Emma tripped on something. Just barely catching herself , she almost fell head first to the floor.
Emma turned back to see what she had fallen on. It was a sword, a katana- like blade that Emma knew she saw before. She just couldn't remember where exactly. She saw it as a useful tool that had coincidentally been there, and hurriedly got back up and headed toward the two.
The massive eye was no smaller than 3 feet away from the two, who still did not move an inch. As Emma got closer, she noticed some features of the two while. The woman had green hair, and a black gown, brown pants and her mouth stitched with something silver looking. The man had black hair, brown pants and shirt.
Emma recognized these two, they are Isabella, and Oliver! She hadn't known these two would be there, so then what were they doing with the Lost right in front of them? What if they're here because they can't move? Why is Isabella's mouth stitched? Emma's skin began turning into a wood-like texture, but she had ignored the pain this time; determined to keep her promise.
Emma focused her intent towards killing the thing with the sword she found off the floor. When she was one three feet away she tried to go in for a slash that would cut it in half! Emma did just that, but failed to cut the massive eye at all, it felt like the blade had weighed a ton in just an instant.
Emma immediately dropped the sword due to the sudden hardness to pick it up, that's when she noticed something; it felt like her strength had been completely depleted, she had not known why, or what's happening, it was terrifying for her. She felt like she was about to die.
The massive eye had begun to turn around to face Emma, of course it was rather slow to do so, Emma was disappointed in herself, as soon as she was given the chance to prove her conviction, she just fell and complained that she was tired.
When Emma looked up she saw that the two looked at her with what she assumed to be pity, or maybe annoyance? Emma tried her best to get up, and she did so, she noticed something odd, something that completely shocked Emma.
She did kill the massive eye! All it took was a little scratch and it was dead.
Emma had a growing smile on her face, proud of herself for doing something useful. For some reason though, when Emma acted like that when she saw she had done. They looked at her with something that she was completely sure of, that looked at her with disgust. At least Oliver did, Isabella had her mouth shut, so she couldnt be too sure about her.
Which made her question her actions, what was she doing wrong? Didn't they say that Lost are a problem that needs to be dealt with before anyone gets hurt? So why are they looking at her like she killed a child cold blooded? She began slowly growing branches of her skin again, while she had been overwhelmed with questions.
At this point Alita finally came to the spot where the massive eye corpse had been, she asked. "So… is this him now."
She was eyeing down the corpse that was in front of her.
"Who?" Emma asked, surprised by the question Alita asked.
"The owner of the sword you're carrying, it's Eye," Oliver announced with a sharp tone, obviously making it seem like he was upset.
Emma looked down at the sword she was carrying, she took a deep breath 'did I just… kill Eye, with his own blade. Man I suck.' She was more mad at herself then ever, she just did the opposite of what she was trying to do. Emma just wanted to fall somewhere, so that she doesn't bother people ever again, especially those who helped her.
'This sucks.'
Isabella hadn't even wanted to go a few steps near her, or that's what Emma thought at least.
Alita took a look at Emma, and told her. "It's alright Emma, Eye was a Lost already. If anything he would've loved to die sooner if he became a Lost. After all, he really, really hates them."
Emma continued to look at the dead Lost, which had originally been Eye. 'What if there were a way to make him a spirit again? The sky's the limit in this world after all. Why had I been so impatient? If I had just waited for just a moment, maybe Alita would have been able to do something.'
"There's absolutely no way for someone to return after becoming a Lost, Emma, let it go, what you did wasn't bad. It had to be done either way," Alita answered like she was reading her mind.
"Ho-w?"