Pink not red

Silence...

A town that was once filled with people now turned into an impression of bleak emptiness , a desolated area. The beaming of the sun is reflecting in the long, empty bottle of wine that's lying in the dusted floor. The town was already been abandoned long ago.

A figure wearing a old dusted cape silently walked while the head is getting bowed down. The figure went into every small but long abandoned house until it spotted the thing it wants. The figure saw the earthen pot that was in the corner, opened it and was delighted on the water that's inside it.

Finally!

The figure put off her dusted cape, revealing a long and curly hair of the girl.

She's been traveling all this time , alone. She went into this town, hoping to barter something for water but sadly there's no people here and the area had long been abandoned.

She drank the water from the pot, not caring if it's clean or not. She's still has saliva to protect her after all, so she doesn't care. Seeing that she's all dirty and smelly, she washed her body with the remaining water.

Creak.

The seemingly careless girl is now in her protective stance.

Demons...

Her eyes roamed around the area until a shadow pass, moving the vase in the small area near the table. She move and change her position.

"Who's there!"

In the curtain, even though the area is dark, a small figure is hiding.

Sobs...

By the looks of it, it was a girl.

She slowly stepped to where the girl is. With her one hand, she swipe the curtain in one side, while her other hand is holding her weapon, in case something goes wrong.

Swoosh!

She move the curtain and ready to thrust the weapon in her hand quickly when she stopped it.A small girl with sparkling and watery eyes looked at her, frightened. Her eyes scan the girl, to see if she is a demon.

Seeing that she is just an innocent girl, she let her weapon down.

"What are you doing here alone little girl?"

She kneeled into the ground to level the girl's height. The girl moved and stick to the wall being afraid of her.

The girl's eyes was not looking at her, instead slightly above her, which confused her.

"What are you looking at?"

She moved her head to look at the back, to where the girl is looking at.

Bang!

A hard thing hit her head, making her vision blackened and the last thing she knew, she fell on the ground while her ear is still ringing. And the surrounding areas area spinning.

"...."

"You can't kill her!"

"No we have to."

"But she's innocent, I just know it."

"The demons were never been innocent ."

"No, she's not a demon"

"Yes she is Brother , I saw her left eye, it's red!"

Kill...

Demons...

Innocent...

Eye...

Red...

Ania, the girl who was knocked down earlier, just regain her consciousness and found herself being tied down in a pole.

Shit!

Her head hurts and it looks like her ear is still ringing.

She tried to move her hands, trying to see if the ropes can loosen up even a bit. If she only have her weapon with her, then maybe she can cut this piece of rope.

Wait, where is her weapon? She immediately opened her eyes and saw her weapon in the hands of a boy.

"Brother! The lady is awake!"

The girl that she saw behind the curtain earlier, shouted at her boy who is holding her weapon. It seems like it was her brother.

The boy signal his little sister immediately to hide behind him.

"You , where did you came from, demon?"

Demon? She is not a demon.

"Demon? I am not a demon. What makes you get into that conclusion?"

"See? I told you she's not a demon, Marcus."

Another girl suddenly jumped from a big stone and spoke.

"Shut up Cleo"

Marcus shouted at the girl, Cleo perhaps, and returned his gaze towards me.

"Your eyes, they are red."

Red eyes.

One of the things that can tell that you are a demon but what? Do they have trouble recognizing the colors? Her eyes is obviously pink, they are pink!

Okay? Pink not red!

"They are pink."

She said in a low voice or more like a whisper.

"What?"

"I said, they are pink!"

She shouted, obviously displeased that she was tied up here because of that.

The boy, Marcus, looked at her younger sister.

"Nana?"

"But it red  brother, red!"

Nana pouted, not happy of them accusing her.

Marcus went near Ania and looked intently at her eye.

"Sigh. Nana it's pink."

"No! It's red!

Nana keep on insisting.

The three of them cannot help but to sigh at Nana. Clearly Nana is still young and cannot recognize the difference between pink and red.

"Can you untie me now?"

The rope is tightly been tied around her hands. This idiots didn't even care if she's a woman!

"Beside your eyes, how can we tell that you are not a demon?"

Ania is now really losing her patience.

"The blood, idiots! They are red!"

The demons have different color of blood than humans, they have this dark green colored blood that has a foul smell.

When her head was hit, it created a wound.

"Now let go of me!"

"Oh, right."

Marcus scratched his head and went near Ania.

"This knife of yours cannot even cut this piece of rope."

Marcus used his own knife when seeing that Ania's  knife cannot even hurt a person.

"Give me that!"

Ania quickly snatched back her weapon when she finally freed from the knots.

"A person like you are not worthy to touched this knife."

She got up and stood from the ground while patting her dirtied clothes.

"Wahh!"

She tripped from a small rock when she had her first step. Her face is the first one to reached the ground while her butt is facing above.

"Pfft! It looks like your weapon only accepts a clumsy and stupid person as the worthy one."