Chapter 2
Girl/Kid's P.O.V.
I tightened my eyes shut. My body became sore again and I started to hear the faint sound of voices, voices I didn't know. "Hey, hey I think she's becoming conscious again!" I heard the voice of a younger sounding man say. "It's not good to startle people who've just woken up." I heard a quiet lady's voice say. I then realized I was warm, warmer than a person who'd been soaked through their clothes. My wounds were sore and they stung for some reason. I just couldn't stand it, the aching and talking. I sat up shook my head and opened my eyes. I gasped and scooted to the front of the bed I was in, hitting my back against it. There were two men one older than the other, and one woman. "A-ah!" I squeaked. The men wore hats, fedoras is to be more exact. "Ma-Martillo!" I said pointing at them. I'm not sure if they knew who I was though. But I knew what they were, Camorra.
"Firo, Maiza, she seems to know what family you're from. Do you think she's a Martillo too?" the woman asked. "I don't think so Ennis, I've never seen her before." The younger man remarked. "Me neither," said the older man. "She looks kind of scared or ready to fight or something…" the younger man mumbled. I calmed down they didn't know who I was. I cringed as pain shot through my side. There were bandages on my side and on my arms. "Hey kid, who are you?" the young man in green asked. "Firo you should wait a bit to ask her questions, she just regained consciousness." The older man ordered. The lady was Ennis, the younger man was Firo, and the older man was Maiza.
I rubbed my head. "How did I get here and why are my wounds bandaged?" I asked. Ennis pointed at Firo. I just cocked my head. "You almost sound angry about the fact your life was saved." Firo laughed. "Well you seem capable enough to answer questions now. So who are you?" he asked. I grumbled then said, "Ethel." They just looked at each other questioningly.
Ennis's P.O.V.
It was hard to see Ethel trying to act brash despite the pain she was in. I wonder who could've hurt someone her age like that. "Ethel, how old are you?" I asked. She turned to me as though she was surprised. "Seventeen," she sighed. "What could a 17 year old be doing that got her beaten up so badly?" Maiza asked quietly. Everyone was silent as the doorbell rang.
Ethel's P.O.V.
I was reluctant to answer what my age was. These people didn't seem like they wanted to hurt me, so they obviously didn't know who I was. While everyone went silent the doorbell rang. Crap, I need to get out of here. Who knows who these people know. "That's probably Luck dropping by." said Firo. Luck? As in Luck Gandor?! Now I really needed to get out of this place. I tipped my head down so that they couldn't see the face I made after hearing the name Luck.
I jumped off the bed I had been sitting in and grabbed my sweater which still had blood stains on it. I struggled to open the window near the bedside. "Ennis you should probably stop Ethel from getting out." Maiza remarked. Ennis nodded. I frantically tried to open it when I heard that. She grabbed my wrists and pulled my arms behind my back. She turned me to the door. I heard the clatter of footsteps walking up the stairs. I struggled and couldn't escape Ennis's grip.
The door opened. "Firo found this kid yesterday. She got pretty beat up. When he said your name she tried to leave, so maybe you know something about her." Mazia explained to Luck. I gritted my teeth angrily. Luck just chuckled. This made me furious. "The reason why she reacted that way to my name is because her family was part of the Runorata."