Riley vs. December
"Why do you run away, Ms. December?"
Riley stood up from his throne made of dead corals and rocks. It was almost completely dark inside the dome he and December were in, and their only source of light was the traces of sunlight that happened to seep into the deep water.
But then again, there shouldn't have been any light at all that could reach them.
This, too, December thought, was the doing of Riley Ross.
She knew that the friends of the students in the potential villain list were troublesome; she reviewed whatever profile they had on them.
She also knew that discrepancies were normal.
But it shouldn't have gotten to this point.
"Since you are not going to answer that question. May I ask you something else?" Riley tilted his head. "You are on the spectrum, correct?"
"No."
"You are," Riley insisted, shrugging as he looked at her from head to toe. "Why did you join the Dark Millennium? Do they have certain benefits that caught your eye?"
