"Ugh.". Calypso's eyes opened to the forest canopy, birds chirping, and a butterfly resting on her nose. She yelped, sitting up and the butterfly flying off. "Wait a minute, why am I in a forest again?" she thought, standing up and brushing dirt off her tattered clothes and blonde hair. She looked around, trying to get a grasp of how and why she was there. There was uprooted dirt leading to where she woke up, a little hole in the ground, a blade with three points, and a satchel torn off and discarded next to where she was lying. Calypso knelt down and opened the satchel, finding a pair of red headphones, a notebook, and a photo of herself and another girl. The girl had red hair, crystal blue eyes, and freckles dotting her face. "Ava..." her old best friend. Calypso did a double take. She wasn't in the Spawn, she had no idea where she was, where Two Time is, or where HERE is. All she knew is that she ran away, ran from...her fate. The blade, the [KETCHUP], the life leaving Ava's eyes at her hands. Why had she decided to LISTEN to them, all of them?! They weren't safe, not when THIS is how they show their worth. Calypso put the satchel on and started walking, finding animals of all sorts all around. Weird, she'd barely seen animals before. Mostly because she stayed indoors learning guitar with Two Time. Two Time...her best friend. Two Time was...different. After they had completed the assignment of faith, only supposed to be discussed between them and Amarah. But luckily enough, Calypso was good at eavesdropping. She watched Two Time leave, and then a couple minutes later, come back with tired, painfilled eyes. She wanted to give him a hug but they couldn't know she knew what he'd done. The next day, Calypso knew immediately who had been sacrificed. Azure. Sweet, kind, helpful Azure. Azure, who helped Calypso when she needed it. Azure, who cared about Two Time. Azure, who was too trusting. Calypso cried that night, worried for her task. Eventually, Calypso found a college campus in a little town outside the woods. She walked around, tracking a smell of fresh food down to a window 2 stories up. She sighed and then looked around before starting to climb up the wall to the window. She opened it quietly, climbing inside. It led to a small bedroom filled with rock band posters, a desk covered in random art supplies, and a bed with a black and red star patterned blanket. Calypso shut the window and then looked around, following the scent again. She walked through an average sized college lounge room, and into a small kitchen. She found the source of the scent, microwavable pasta. Calypso opened the microwave and pulled it out, immediately eating it, savoring the flavor as if she hasn't eaten in days. She finished and started trying to find more food to eat. She grabbed cookies, bread, a stick of salami, and cheese. She put them in her satchel and went to leave until- "HEY!". Calypso froze, turning slowly toward the sound. "What're you doing in my room?"
I WROTE THIS IN THE LIBRARY BTW AND MY FRIEND HELPED A LITTLE BIT FORSAKEN IS NOT OWNED BY ME, CALYPSO IS THOUGH