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Escape...
The carriage rattled as it moved over the uneven cobblestones of the Parisian streets. The passengers within were silent all except for the unconscious man lying in the arms of another. He moaned and thrashed, his breath coming in gasps. He was trapped in a nightmare and there was no way for his companions to help him.
"Dammit!! Why did this have to happen again!?" cursed the second man, his green eyes flashing with unimaginable rage. "Why couldn't I protect him? After what happened last time I swore I'd keep him safe and still he was hurt! What did I do... what did HE do to deserve this?!"
"Nothing." said a soft feminine voice from the other side of the carriage. She was small and delicate in her features her hair was a deep red and her eyes were the palest shade of blue the man had ever seen. Had he not already possessed the most beautiful set of amethysts he would have coveted them.
"What do you know? How could you possibly understand? You were there by choice! He was forced to go there and ..." The man couldn't finishes his sentence, it was as if saying the words out loud would somehow make them more true, more painful. His hands clenched into fists as he tried to regain control over his emotions.
"You're right I did choose to be there but I didn't choose to be raped nor did I choose to be beaten tortured and drugged yet those things happened and just as I did nothing to deserve my fate neither did Florian. He is innocent of any responsibility, any blame. As are you."
Noir studied the young woman. She stared at him with quiet eyes. She looked to be about seventeen years old but her eyes held the experience of centuries, experience that usually made people harsh or cynical. Yet, her expression was gentle and during their escape she had shown mercy to their pursuers choosing not to kill them.
Florian had gone missing five weeks ago. When they had first arrived back in Paris three months ago Noir had demanded that Florian stay in the house unless accompanied by Noir himself. Noir had lived in constant fear that Azura would return and Florian would get hurt, but keeping Florian locked in the house had proven difficult. Noir had eventually relented and allowed Florian to leave, though only for short jaunts. Florian had kept this freedom for exactly one week when he went missing. He had gone out to pick up some more books for Noir and never returned home. Noir had scoured the city looking for him, calling on even source, using every favour, every connection to find any trace of him. Finally his efforts bore fruit. He received word that Florian had been spotted in a brothel of all places. One of the higher class ones it was known for it's eccentric clientele and absolute discretion. It had taken Noir over three weeks to find someone in the damn place who was willing to help him.
Noir flicked his eyes over the woman once again, the only person in the entire place who had been willing to help him and Florian and she hadn't even asked for anything in return, not even her own escape. When he had questioned her about this fact she had simply stated "I need only to save people. Nothing else matters." She reminded him of his Amethyst always helping others, with no regard to his own safety or gain. It amazed Noir that such people could exist in this world let alone survive. Noir wondered if the woman had someone to protect her as he protected, or tried to protect, Florian. People such as her and his Amethyst need to be protected or they would break under the strain of their own goodness. The unconscious man moaned again and Noir couldn't suppress a shudder as he remembered how he had found him.
