The blue blood marched up the halls to the high bloods chamber. The good news would surely make him pleased. Opening the large doors to the throne room, he walked up to the ominous figure, and kneeled. He was not nervous, for he brought back his prize. There was a fresh smell of blood from the high blood's recent culling. The blue blood was gone for some time trying to track the olive blood down.
"We have the disciple in custody highblood."
Nothing came from the dark mass that was the high blood. He made a loud cackle from the very pit of his being. "Motherfucking EXCCELLENT." This was a victory for the high blood. He personally wanted to meet this olive blood that has evaded the higher bloods. Grasping both of his blood stained clubs he rose from his throne with a murderous grin on his face. He has a job to do. His next appointment should not be kept waiting. Before leaving the blue bloods presence he stopped in the large doorway. "Make sure that motherfucking cat bitch is taken care of.." He paused rethinking his words. "By that I mean clean her up to be in my motherfucking presence." With that the high blood left the throne room to his culling appointment. MOTHER FUCKING HONK!
The blue blood was stunned. The grand high blood wanted to have the disciple in his presence. This cannot end well. With a sigh he got to his feet and rushed to prepare for the grand high bloods activities that he assumed included the recently captured olive blood.
The blue blood explained to the high blood how injured his captive was. With anger, he agreed to let her recover, and then drag her into his view. The disciple was mostly left unconscious as she was being held captive. The food wasn't all that bad either. Although, she refused to eat for the first few days, until the hunger destroyed her will.
Being stuck down there in the dark for what seemed to be eternity. In reality it was about three months time that had passed.
The disciple woke in a dark room. Pitch black. Trying to move, she got up from the floor, and didn't get very far. She was chained to the wall. The pain was starting to come back. With no fight left in her, she fell back down to her knees, and whimpered. She felt nothing but pain. In this darkness, she had plenty of time to think, and she tried to come to terms. Tears welled up in her eyes as she thought of the passing of her lover. She had to be strong.
The sudden sound of the door opening startled her. The cell that she was kept in was opened. Looking up from the ground she saw it was the blue blood that spared her life and her heart sank. He must be here to tell her more bad news of her future fate. She didn't mind his visits. He was actually very nice and was just taking orders. The disciple still felt anger towards him for killing her lover, but that was not the teachings the signless had preached.
"Do I die today?" Her voice was quiet and without hope.
He kneeled down in front of her with a sorrowful look. "No, the high blood wishes to see you."
Her eyes widened as she realized he wasn't joking with her as he unchained her. He knew she could not walk well, so he picked her up gently in his arms. She was so frail and limp in his arms. The fierce disciple was reduced to a weak kitten. It was rather sad seeing a troll like this. Then again, the blue blood felt pity, and never wanted to hurt her.
He continued down the dark castle halls with the olive blood in his arms. Even though she looked sick, he thought she looked beautiful, and fear the high blood would destroy her. The blue blood went through so much trouble after letting the olive blood escape. Yet here she is, in his arms, and about to be primped for the high blood.
The disciple felt sick. The weight of where she was started to beat down on her. The embrace of the blue blood holding her kept her mind at ease. The olive blood felt so hollow, so weak, so broken…Those moments in the darkness has gotten to her. Her eyes traced down to the end of her bare feet and then to the walls around the two. The purple accents along the black were… pretty to say the least.
"Am I going to die…?" The blue blood was shocked from the sudden words from the olive blood.
"I…am not sure if I can answer that." The blue blood was apprehensive about his answer. He wanted to say what he truly felt about the high bloods actions. "You are safe with me." He felt her body tense in his arms as he felt a knot in his stomach. He knew he was the one who ended her lovers life. "I am sorry I didn-"
"It is fine…the teachings of the signless were not only to hate but also to forgive…" The olive blood shocked the blue blood with the wise words from the signless. After all, she had his teachings written down, and memorized. She was ready to have her life ended. The high bloods intentions, however, she could not even begin to comprehend what was going to happen.
The blue blood came to a stop after a long silence. He kept her body in his arms as he knocked on the purple colored door. "I have arrived." There was another moment of silence as the door opened to reveal several servants with racks of clothes. This is where the disciple was going to be cleaned for proper viewing from the high blood. The female servants came over to the blue blood. They were all dressed in black. No trace of blood color to be seen. Placing the olive blood down so her feet could touch the floor, he did not want to let her go.