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Jul 05, 2015 11:40AM
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Ky frowned. "Jezebel, stop. It's okay." He pulled her close to him.
Ky hugged her. "I'll be okay.. I promise. I have an idea, to maybe bring the sides together again." He whispered in her ear.
"Shhh," Ky whispered. "I'm gonna need your help.. can you help me?"
"Okay." Ky nodded. "In a day or two, you're gonna have to find where they are keeping me. You're gonna have to break me out. Then, if you can come with me back to my side." He said quietly.
Ky nodded. He kissed her cheek before stepping away from her. He put his lip ring back in.
He waited for the guards to take him away, holding onto her hand. "Take my backpack." He whispered to her, nodding at the backpack on the floor.
Ky went limp, not fighting back. He knew he could take at least one of the guards but didn't want to be killed.
He blew her a kiss. "I love you," Ky mouthed to her.
Ky let the guards take him to the cells.
In the backpack, there was Ky's dark clothes and a few knives for weapons. There was also a neatly folded piece of paper with her name on it.
The note read: 'Jezebel,
Darkness can't exist without light. I don't know if I can live without you. I love you. I'll fight for you till my last breath, I promise. Please, keep fighting for me. I love you. -Ky'
Ky was in a cell, hidden in a corner. He was lying on the cold floor, barely conscious. He had been beaten up badly over the past two days.
Ky heard his name and lifted his head. "Corner." He replied, knowing she probably wouldn't hear him. He knew it was Jezebel. He recognized her voice.
Ky looked up at her. His white shirt was in tatters and his face was bruised and bloody. He slowly forced himself to sit and then stand up. He leaned against the wall.
"Don't worry about it. Let's get out of here..." Ky replied. He drank some of the water before pouring more on his face.
He stood up, wobbly for a moment. He found his balance and looked at her. "I'll take my bag back."
He nodded, opening the backpack. He reached into the bottom and took out a pocket knife. Ky closed the bag, wincing some as he sling it over his shoulder. He put the knife in his pocket.
"It's fine." Ky promised. "Lead the way out of here." He told her.
Ky followed her, not looking around them.
While she changed, Ky sat on the ground, opening his backpack. He found his black lip ring and put it in, the silver one he had before had gotten lost while he was imprisoned. He changed his gauges back to the black ones as well.
He smiled, looking at her. "Good." He nodded. Ky grabbed a black shirt from his backpack, standing up. He pulled off his tattered white one, not caring if she saw his Chest or the cuts on his back that looked like they were from a whip or something similar.
"Hey, it's okay. Don't worry, they'll heal." Ky whispered. He looked at her, biting his lip.
"Stop looking at the scars. Look right here." He said, his fingers brushing over his tattoo. Ky looked at her.
"You didn't. This is not your fault. I chose to come, knowing I'd probably get hurt." My said softly, putting his hand over hers.
Ky sighed and shook his head. "Most of this was because I wouldn't talk to them."
"Why I was there, what was my plan, stuff like that..." Ky sighed, running a hand through his hair.
"If I told them that, you'd be in trouble and I'd be in worse trouble, if not killed..." Ky sighed. "Where are your white clothes?" He asked, changing the subject.
Ky took them from her and put them in his backpack.
"To the dark side. My parents know I was captured. They also know you. If I tell them you saved me, then it could help our sides to come close to a treaty...." Ky said quietly, thinking out loud.
Ky nodded. He closed his backpack and pulled his shirt on. He winced as the fabric touched all his wounds.
"Just be calm and quiet. We'll be fine." Ky whispered. As they reached the trees, he gently pulled his hand from hers.
Ky sighed. He saw that there were more guards around the castle. He walked up, biting his lip.
Ky glanced at her. "It's okay. You're with me." He whispered.
He looked at the guards, trying to see if he saw Cordon, the guard personally assigned to him. Ky sighed, leading her through the doors. The guards knew who he was so they let him walk through with her.
"Yeah. But they were probably told to stay in their position." Ky looked behind them. There was a single guard following them, one with bigger gauges then Ky.
"Cordon, take off your mask. I know it's you." Ky said to the guard. He looked at Jezebel.
The guard took off his mask, before tackling Ky in a hug. Ky winced, biting down hard on his lip. "Okay, let go, hurt." He said quietly, pulling away. Cordon nodded. "sorry. Thought you were dead before."
Cordon looked at her. "Who's this?""Jezebel. She helped get me out. We can talk more later, but where are my parents?" Ky asked, shifting on his feet.
"This way." Cordon led them to where his parents were. Ky followed, looking over at Jezebel.
Cordon knocked on a door before pushing it open. He stood guard outside after Ky and Jezebel had stepped in. ((Could you be his parents?)
"Ow, mom. I got hurt.." Ky said quietly, pulling away. He bit his lip, standing in front of her. He glanced at Jezebel.
Ky nodded. "Yeah, Dad. She helped me get out. They had me locked in a cell." He pulled up his shirt, showing the cuts. He stood there calmly, not looking at Jezebel. Ky took a deep breath, getting ready to explain everything.
Cordon nodded and went to get a medic. Ky let his shirt fall back down. "No. She wasn't. I'm the one who went out and got light clothes. I snuck over there to try and start a treaty from that side, fix what I messed up. But it didn't work. They tossed me in a cell. Interrogated me to figure out why I was really there. When I didn't say anything, I got beat up." He told him.
