Bronte's unexpected love story!
Bronte was walking through the Forbidden Cities, and his obscurer was glitching. He needed someplace to hide so he could leap away. He looked around frantically. There was an alley up ahead, and he turned into it. He froze when he saw a man and a woman there. The man was an elf, wearing a familiar dark cloak with the symbols of those creepy white eyes... and he was holding an orb of fire, trying to burn the woman, who was screaming in pain.
Bronte panicked and inflicted on them. The woman screamed louder, and the man crumpled to the floor.
Bronte's obscurer wasn't working anymore as he lifted up the woman and carried her away.
Soon, an ambulance appeared to take the woman away, and Bronte still couldn't light-leap away as he struggled to explain his clothes, and why he was in a dark alley, and how he stopped the attacker, and where the attacker went.
Bronte scowled when they asked about his ears, and the crystal in his pocket...
"Why do you look like a weird... elf?" asked the cop.
"Because... I like to put on costumes? Look, I don't see how this is important..."
The woman jolted awake in the hospital. She remembered... "They weren't human..." she whispered.
The nurse stared at her. "What?"
She looked over, startled. "N-nothing... Where's the man who saved me?"
"The police are talking to him in front of the hospital."
"I want... to thank him."
The nurse nodded.
Bronte cursed under his breath in the Enlightened Language.
"And what language were you speaking?" pressed the cop.
Bronte sighed. His English wasn't very good, and he really wanted to leave. "It was... Italian?"
"That sounded more like a question than an answer."
Bronte scowled, "I'm SORRY."
The cop continued to hold up the crystal suspiciously.
Bronte immediately started to get nervous. "You... shouldn't hold it up to the light like that..."
Because it could whisk you away to Eternalia. "Because it's bad for your eyes to look at light pouring through a multi-faceted crystal."
The cop handed it back to him.
The nurse came out. "Hey, she wants to see the guy who saved her."
Bronte tensed up. "I don't have time for--"
"Leaving so soon?" the cop continued to question.
Bronte bellowed, grumbling more curses under his breath, and storming into the building.
When he got to the room, he quickly composed himself, and went inside. "Hi--" His voice broke and he stared with horror at the hand-shaped burn on her neck.
She smiled. "I know your not human."
Bronte's mind spun immediately. "You do?"
"Actually, I've known for a while. I don't know what you are, but, you're not human. And I've been studying these crazy fires, because they're being set off by that non-human that was trying to kill me. He caught me spying on him and tried to set me on fire. So thank god you were there."
"So... you're not freaking out?"
"Why would I?"
"I... because you're human."
"Well, not all humans are stupid."
He scowled. "I wasn't calling you stupid."
She smiled. "Yes, you were."
"I... just realized how cute you are."
His face turned beet red. "Don't call me that."
She continued to gape at him. "Are all of you cute? What are you, anyways?"
Bronte glared at her. "I'm an elf."
"I should've known! You have pointy ears."
Bronte glared harder.
Emily smiled. He confused on why she was smiling. "I--"
"What's your name?"
"I'm Councillor Bronte."
"I'm Music Professor Emily. Or at least I was a professor... I quit my job after my mother died. SO! Tell me about yourself, Bronte."
Bronte looked at her. "It's Councillor Bronte--"
"Whatever. I'm human. I don't have to call you that."
Bronte glared at her again.
She giggled. "You are so grumpy!"
"I-I am not!"
She laughed. "You're cute. What does that crystal do?" She points to the crystal clenched in his left hand.
He looks at it. "It's... how I travel."
"Take me to the elf world!"
"Well, you can't just leave now. I want to come with you."
"I want to see what it looks like!"
"I'm sure you do! It's illegal."
"SO? No one has to find out." Emily leapt up, wincing, and wrestled the crystal from his hands. "How does it work!? Show me, or else I'm throwing it on the ground and shattering it into a million pieces!"
"OKAY! Okay... give it to me."
Emily gave it to him. He held it up to the light and tried to light-leap away, but she grabbed onto him at the last moment, and she was whisked away with him.
He looked at Emily. "WHAT THE HECK-- oh, jesus..."
The color was draining from her body and she was starting to fade away...
He cursed loudly and grabbed her, pulling her into his tower.