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"So then, you really don't have any idea who you really are then..that's a little sad in a way. Don't you think?"

She paused. Siren lifted her head from Keito's neck and looked into his eyes of deep ocean. A mistake. Her vacant silver eyes clouded over and turned greyer. She quickly looked back down, burying her smooth face in his neck and nibbling gently. "Of course I know who I am. I'm just adaptable," she mumbled. Siren wrapped her arms behind his neck, grinning.

"I don't think you said that right, Layla. I don't really want you to be anything. There is nothing that I want you to be."

She ran a nervous hand through her silky pale blonde hair. Everyone expected something. They had to. She wouldn't know what to be if there was nothing anyone wanted her to be. Keito's eyes were cold, as if a wall of ice had slammed down behind them. It hurt a little and strangely enough, it melted her own ice and resolve - a little. Layla peeped through.

"If you're just after me, I'd like you to cure whatever you did to Jude. In return I'll go with you without any resistance." Come back, Siren. She glanced at Jude, briefly, her hair swayed with her slight movement. Siren hooked her finger under Keito's collar, smirked, and pulled him in, walking backwards. Jude had already been cured but Keito didn't need to know that.

"But if you plan on taking Jude as well, I don't think I'll be able to let you live for much longer." Siren laughed her melodic chuckle.

"I don't think I'll let you kill me that easily, Keito." Siren twirled a strand of his dark hair and looked as if she were contemplating his deal. "Sure. If I let him live, you'll come with me, yes?" She waited for the nod. "You'll have to be drugged, though. I don't trust you. Don't worry, you won't be knocked out. Just... Not there."

Siren waited for Keito to promise her and slipped a needle in his skin. The drug would allow him to walk - like hell am I lugging him through the forest - but he wouldn't know friend from foe. In fact, Siren doubted he'd know who he himself was for some time. Before the drug kicked in, Siren made a show of gracefully strolling over to Jude and sticking a plain needle into his arm. He'd wake up soon when the antidote finished its work. She'd have to move quickly. Siren began contemplating killing him but she didn't have time to finish the thought before a loud voice in her head screamed No.

Slipping the spikes of her torn whip back in, Siren tied Keito's hands together and held the handle. His eyes were already becoming vacant. She tugged - and then she ran, Keito in tow.