Chatterbox: Inkwell

Darkness swirled around her, cocooning her tightly so she couldn't resist its power.The moonstone walls surrounding her suggested calmness, tranquility, but it was anything but.

"Why did it have to be me?"she said to the walls.To her surprise, they answered back.

"Kaliza Warden, darling,do you really think we would choose someone as untalented as you if we had had the choice? It could have been one of my daughters here in your place, but no, it had to be you. Your position is an honor that many others would give their lives for.To live while others die, to choose a companion to live with in safety forevermore? Ungrateful child."

Kaliza noticed several loudspeakers where the voice had been coming from.

"Yeah? Well I was chosen. Not your bratty spoiled daughters. I'm ready to make my choice"she bellowed in response.

She couldn't see it, but she was sure the owner of the voice had grinned.

"Well then. Gareth Brooke, Lidya Fairchild: to live or to die?"