At first Chris had followed in anger but his stomach sank as his eye’s beheld Ana’s red hair sprawled around her like a halo of blood along the white tile. Ithos clung to her and even in Chris’ confused state anger boiled under the surface. He had no idea what had happened to her but he blamed Ithos that much he knew.<br/><br/>Before he could even think his hands went for Ithos going for his neck anything to get him away from Ana. “Don’t touch her!” he yelled his mind merely flashes of red, anger, envy. With all of Chris’ strength he lifted Ithos to his feet throwing him against the white wall. Still he saw red and continued to strike at Ithos, the waitress had heard the commotion and had peeped in on the brawl quickly she left the three and made for a phone, calling the police. As the two struggled and exchanged blows neither one giving anything.<br/><br/>Blood dripped along their faces, there knuckles wet with their foes blood. Anger seethed from both men. For a mere second Chris looked away to glance at Ana, and what laid there made his blood run cold.<span style="font-style: italic">Nothing</span>.<br/><br/>Ana was no longer sprawled along the white tiled floor, his eyes went wide with fear and panic.<br/>“Where is she?” he yelled his frantic eyes going every which way. Quickly he made for the door, heading out into restaurant full of people.<br/><br/>The smell of salt and flowers filled Ana’s lungs she breathed in each sweet breath.<span style="font-style: italic">”Where I am?”</span>she thought sleepily as her feet trudged forward step after step. The loud boom echoing in her ear’s the crackle of light flashing along the dark skies.<span style="font-style: italic">”So beautiful”</span>she thought her leg’s felt like jello underneath her, but still she moved on. The everlasting echo of the water sounding in her ear’s<span style="font-style: italic">”Home”</span>she smiled gently at the memories of the world that she saw in her dream’s.<br/><br/>“Almost there” she said her voice soft and groggy. Her arm out stretching in front of her as she reached a cool metal bar. The smell of the water soothing to her senses, still her body moved on it’s own. Her hand gripping the bar as it moved with delicate ease over the bar. The crackling thunder echoing in her ears, the wind tousled her hair around her face. As she looked out into the cliffs of crashing waves and vast sea. Her eyes no longer a shade of blue but of glowing yellow.<br/><span style="font-style: italic">”Home”</span>her mind sang.