Prompt #Gun :

Disclaimer : I owe nothing! All rights belong to their rightful owners , the prompt from deviantart belongs to the rightful owner as same as the prompts from Liebelit . I just wished I would own Glitch :P

A.N : This one is supposed to be a bit more serious and darker ..but it´s not really angst I would say . Follow a conversation between Zero and Ambrose after the later had been taken away to the alchemist.

Dedicated : To my dearest darling Nosferatu and to Liebelit of course ..who is responsible for this story. Thank you both!

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Ambrose couldn´t recall if he had ever felt like this before . He couldn´t remember if the touch of cold metal on his skin had ever caused him to be in such great fear. Usually he liked the touch of any kind of metal on his skin , his heart skipping a beat whenever he build a new machine. Usually he could recall things easily , never being afraid that he would forget a meeting with the Queen or a member of the Court . But this time everything was different , this time he was kneeling on a cold and dirty floor of a dark prison cell and one thing was for sure . That he usually didn´t do that!

Zero , former Tin Man , now one of Azkadellia´s right hand men , was pointing a gun at him , the cold metal of it touching the soft skin of Ambrose forehead . While the advisor could feel that cool sweat was running down his cheeks , Zero´s face was plastered with an evil grin.

"I could shoot you in the head without a blink , but then it is soo delighting to see your drenched face and to smell the fear in the air . What do you think advisor , how long will you keep up with this pressure?"

Zero was fumbling around with the gun in front of Ambrose´s eyes , who couldn't tell if Zero was trying to find the right spot for the bullet to finds its way through the advisors head .

"You enjoy this don´t you?" Ambrose asked through gritted teeth. If it wasn´t the fear it was Zero´s grin that made him feel sick . " But do as you like, you won´t get any information out if me as long as I live , but that is the point here isn´t it? Why nobody has killed me yet..I HAVE to live , otherwise YOUR beloved sorceress won´t get what she wants ...and the first one who will have to pay for it ...is you .", now it was Ambrose turn to grin but not for long since Zero´s hand was suddenly coming closer in a haste, the gun hitting Ambrose face and breaking his nose . Warm blood dripped down on his ripped brown trouser , his lips were aching too and Ambrose simply knew that they were bleeding as well . He tasted the blood in his mouth , although he couldn´t tell if it was from said nose or lips. When he stared up at Zero he could see that the Longcoat was looking back at him coldly . There was something dangerous about this look, something unpredictable .

"To answer your first question: Yes I´m enjoying this VERY much ! And secondly : I wouldn´t be so sure about anything if I was in your situation . The sorceress already told you that she will get what she wants , with or without your cooperation. Oh and just to your information . She is not MY sorceress , I´m my own man." , Zero said while he cleaned his gun from Ambrose blood .

"Why are you doing this then? If you´re your own man , I mean? Why don´t you do your own thing then? Why do you take the risk that the witch might have a bad day and kill you? Is there some kind of strategy behind all this , or are you just as dumb as you look?" Before he could react another slap hit him in the face and this time it felt like his jaw was broken. Ambrose wished that he could touch his skin but his hands were tied behind his back .

"For fun...maybe I´m doing it for fun . I really like to see people suffer , ever did . You aristocrats were all too sure of yourself, it´s satisfying to see that you finally get what you deserve."

There was an indefinable sparkle in Zero's eyes that Ambrose wasn´t able to read .

"Oh come on , don´t lie to yourself Zero! You can´t be enjoying this! Nobody can be so cruel . Why are you REALLY doing this? " Ambrose didn´t know why he wanted to hear a proper reason from Zero ..maybe he hoped that it would make things easier for him . But instead of making things easier Zero´s expression changed within seconds and he looked serious again.

"Mind your own business advisor! I have my reasons and now BACK to our previous conversation. Do you really think that you can distract me like that? Where are the blue-prints?", he asked in this frightening manner of his , which made Ambrose wonder if he had been born with it or if it came with practice .

"What blue-prints? I´ve designed and invented a lot the last couple of years." , Ambrose asked back in a mockish tone , gaining more and more confidence.

"Hell you know which plans I´m talking about! Where are the fucking blueprints for this god damn sun-seeder of yours?!"

The veins in Zero´s throat were pulsating and his face was reddening lightly . When would he stop to threaten Ambrose and shoot him? How far could he go? Ambrose knew that he would never give them the plans for what he called "the biggest success in his whole lifetime". If he had to die for it , then so it be , but he would stay loyal to the end and more importantly he would die in pride.

"Oh those blue-prints are you talking about! Dearest Zero didn´t I already tell the witch that I burnt them? You remember? When she locked up the Queen and ordered the guards to bring me to the alchemists? "

Slowly but surely the conversation was tiring , no matter how much his heart was beating in his chest

"Oh so you DO remember? Good! If you do remember , you also shouldn´t have forgotten what the witch promised to do with you , down in the laboratory of the alchemist. This ...is your last chance! She could have taken your brain already , but she wanted to see you break .She wanted to witness how you betray your beloved Queen and I do too. I want to see your tears , I want you to kiss my boot ...begging me to shoot you in the head ..to bring an end to your worthless life."

All color drained from Ambrose face. He remembered the sadistic promise that the witch had given him . But it wouldn´t work , would it? It couldn´t!

"HAH! You don´t honestly believe that the witch is going to head case me? The last time someone has been successfully head-cased is ages ago. She doesn´t know if it´s going to work . Let me tell you : It won´t , Zero!", he could feel his hands shaking . Could he really be so sure of that? The witch was old ...ancient and wicked , she sure knew how to bring back this barbaric method. Was this his end?

Not allowing himself to show any of this fear on his face , he looked up at Zero who was still smiling .

"We will see if it works", Zero whispered , still loud enough for Ambrose to hear.

" I can´t wait!", Ambrose answered more sarcastically .

"Good luck then...Ambrose!",spitting out his name in a mockish manner . With those last words , that he could still taste on the tip of his tongue he lowered the gun and left the prison cell .

"Oh and don´t believe that I won´t be able to still shoot you ...headcase!", he shouted back as his footsteps left echoing sounds down the corridor .

And then there was nothing for a very long time .

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Count back from 100

Headaches

Bars

A gun

Confusion

Fear

A smile

Sunlight

The blue sky...and then darkness

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Ambrose woke up from his nightmare with a silent scream, he was sweating and his whole body felt hot but he was shivering and his hands were cold . Nightmares like this came to him regularly since his surgery but he had never dreamt of this long forgotten encounter with Zero before.

When he turned around , he could see Cain snoozing off beside him. He looked so peacefully. Should he wake him? He didn´t like the idea , everyone of them had been through a lot and they all deserved some peace. But the fact was : He needed Cain.

Touching the Tin Man´s shoulder with his pale fingers he started to shake him lightly . It didn´t take long until a loud groan escaped from Cain´s throat and Ambrose was looking into clear blue eyes. Cain blinked , rubbed his eyes and straightened himself to sit next to his partner.

"Another nightmare?", he asked sleepily , which made Ambrose feel guilty for waking him up .

Instead of saying "yes" or telling him everything about the terrifying pictures from his past he just nodded in response.

"You want to talk about it?" Every time he saw the concern and caring in Cain´s eyes , Ambrose felt another pain in his chest . It was a positive pain though. It assured him that he was still able to feel ...to love .

"No", he whispered lightly and placed his head on Cain´s shoulder. The blond kissed the top of it , not caring for the thick brown curls that were tickling his nose.

" I just want to sit here...with you ..is that okay?", he turned around to see Cain´s reaction and saw an approving nod .

"Sure sweetheart, if that will help you", Cain answered and placed little kisses on Ambrose head again.

They stayed in this position for some longer . Nobody said a word , they just stared into the darkness and hold hands . Ambrose now leaned against Cain´s chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart.

Then...out of a sudden the silence was interrupted by the soft sounds of someone's sobs . Ambrose had started crying although he couldn´t tell why.

Cain didn´t say anything, knowing that Ambrose needed to cry , that it was part of his healing process, so he just pulled him closer and let the other man bury his face in his chest .

After a while Ambrose stopped crying and Cain stroked away the tears that were still covering the brunettes cheeks.

"You okay , again?", Cain asked and Ambrose nodded .

"I guess I´ve just learnt something today"

"And that would be?"

"That Zero ...is an ass!"

Being confronted with this news took Cain by surprise and the sincerity in Ambrose voice made him shiver .

"You want to tell me about it tomorrow?"

" Yeah ... I think I will. Tomorrow sure will be a brighter day."

With that last hope which was left to them , they both drifted off to sleep very quickly .