"Jaemi," Calls the ever  so familiar voice.

The mentioned girl frantically looks around her isolated room for any signs of the caller. "Yes?" She hesitantly replies.

"Didn't I say you shouldn't be near them?" He asks, stepping out of the darker part of the room. "Did I?"

She swallows the lump forming in before nodding. "Yo-you did." She diverts her eyes off the man standing by the foot of her bed. His hair in jet black; a young man--if you didn't know the truth. "You did tell me before, Father."

"Now, why are you still around them?" He asks calmly.

The girl remains quiet, not sure what to say to him.

"Do you want me mad? Like what you made me become earlier?" He asks, and she hears the low growl. She wishes his eyes haven't turned red yet. "Answer me!"

"No Father." Came her reply. She shuts her eyes close as she spots the familiar red irises her father possessed when ticked off.

He relaxes. "I don't want you near them." He turns. "And this is my last warning." He adds before disappearing.