~~Abigail Crysteffor~~

{OPEN}

No. He couldn't have. Abigail had received word about Lugh's disappearance. Her love... her former helper... He left... and didn't tell me!? Where could he have gone?! The target had no idea what to do. She and Lugh had only revealed their feelings to each other not long ago, less than a year ago. She missed Lugh so bad. Her fear was so strong, that she wasn't paying attention to her own safety. Standing in the town, her rage and urge to look for Lugh were almost too powerful to resist. Falling to her knees, Abigail covered her eyes with her hands, crying into her hands, the sorrow taking over.

~~Abigail Crysteffor~~

Abigail gasped, leaping forward and whirling around and seeing the assassin. "Wait! I'm not going to hurt you! I promise!" The tears in her eyes made it hard to see, raising her hands to show she was not going to hurt Anaïs. Her face was wet with tears, her maple-brown eyes slightly red, same with her face. She had been crying for a long time. "I'm not going to harm you." The target repeated, backing up until she was up against the alley brick wall.

~~Lady Stella~~

Stella smiled again. "So. Who likes to go for walks? I know I do. But a normal walk is so boring... what if I, say... make up a little treasure hunt for you three?" She asked.

~~Abigail Crysteffor~~

Abigail saw the katana get near her neck and tried to duck before it made contact with her body, but the blade went into her forehead, cracking her skull. I have to attack her. What if Ciara took Lugh!? That thought gave the target the strength and courage she needed. Abigail kicked the assassin's legs to make her fall down and attempted to cut off her dominant arm. Even if that failed, Abigail would STILL make a run for it. If still attacked, she would attack back. But getting hurt was something she knew was going to happen. I'll find you, Lugh, even if it means turning the world into a wasteland to do so. She thought, holding her bleeding forehead with one hand, feeling her heart shatter as she jumped onto the roof of a building, making a quick escape. She passed out in an alleyway shortly after.