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The child he thought to be Red had sat himself down on a stool and Tyki stood beside him.
"What did you…. Do?".
It just felt wierd not to ask even if he had a plausible explanation.
"Your ribcage was crushed." Tyki stated simply "We took the pleasure of fixing it."
It was such a statement. One he never thought he'd experience and one he'd never heard of another experiencing.
"Thank you, but how…?".
"What is your name, kid?" He said.
If Mana had experience in anything, it was introducing himself but his senses were overridden by memory.
He remembered a long time ago, someone very important to him said that if they were to ever run away from home, they should use code names as to not be traced back home. That code name was "Walker."
"Did you forget your name?".
"N-No," He said "It's Mana Walker, sir."
"Hello, Mana. My name is Tyki Mikk and this" He said as he gestured to the boy on the stool "Is my brother, Red."
Now that was definitely suspicious. How could he know the name and face if someone he never met before?
Was it a vision of the future? Fate? He hardly believed in such things.
However, he could not deny that he was the boy from his dream.
"Now," Said Tyki "I need you to tell me something."
"Yes?".
"What is your connection with the fourteenth Jabberwock?".
There was a silence which was slowly followed by a light chuckle.
Mana was never be to act so rudely but he couldn't help it. He had never heard of such a word before, not in all his time at the academy. He could put up with catywampus and bumfuzzle but Jabberwock was just to much.
"A Jabber-what?".
"You don't know, then?".
"No….I'm sorry."
"Don't be," Tyki sighed heavily as he set himself down on a wooden stool beside his brother "None of them ever do. But you'll find out, soon."
"I have a question….sir."
"It's Tyki."
"Okay, Tyki,… but…" He found himself becoming nervous at just how much this man resembled his brother, fiddling with his thumbs and such "But do I have to stay here?".
"Yes, you do."
"Oh… For how long?".
"What a hurry you're in." He stated sarcastically "Why, are you looking for someone?".
"Um.…"
"Doesn't matter." Tyki stated quickly "You'll be here for the next two days and then you'll be moved to the state dungeon."
"T-T-The dungeon?!" He sputtered "Why am I going there?! What have I done?!".
He tried to sit up only to be pushed down by the cold cold hand of the injured shoulder he was completely unaware he had. It shocked him quite alot. So much that he just sat back down, completely silent with eyes the size of dinner plates and ears half the size.
"I-Its okay," Tyki said, attempting to reassure him "You're not a criminal. It will just be your new home for the foreseeable future."
At that, Mana ceased his cringe and said to him in a rather raspy voice "Is it nice there?".
But then he got back on point.
"Wait, that sounds like a really long time!".
"Is there any where you need to be?".
"W-Well, um, why do I have to go!?".
"Stop panicking."
"And how do I know if I can trust you? You could be lying to me or trying to make me do something really bad!".
"I said stop panicking!".
And with that, he slapped Mana right across the face.
The truth of what just happened was blunt and simple because what truly happened and the pain of it had not truly set in.
When it did, Mana whimpered quietly.
He had not been hit in the face for a week now because the death of his pure perfect sweet mother meant the death of the only person who ever did hit him.
The disappearance and apparent death did not only effect him.
After that, it was almost as though she could no longer put up with him mentally anymore.
Like it was a strain on her mind to even pretend like she loved him.
It didn't matter anyway. He'd always love her more than anything.
Suddenly, he began to feel very sleepy.
When he looked into Tykis eyes, he saw the same sort of eyes in him as he did his mother. Perhaps he was just very hard to deal with to both these people. Perhaps he brought back bad memories in both.
He was sorry. Even if he was a stranger, he did not want to make thix person feel that way.
But none the less, those ideas calmed him down and made him feel familiar with his surroundings. His thoughts were now organized and he began to speak very softly.
"You treated me like I was special. Surely there is another reason you would want me here?".
Tyki sighed again but looked relieved like he got a very large burden off his chest.
And then he just said it.
"Well, because of the fourteenth death, you're here to become the fifteenth Jabberwock."