Worlds Apart

He awoke to the putrid stench of moss and decay. Groggily he opened his eyes and shook his head so as to release himself from the sleep that threatened to force him back into a deep slumber. Virtually immediately, he wished he hadn't. His head was throbbing extremely painfully! Rubbing it softly, he tried to remember what had happened.

He'd tried escaping from…dark figures on dark things before one of the dark figures jumped off the dark things and shoved something darker over his eyes while putting something foul in his mouth. Seemed simple enough... Thinking of the foul thing he realised a bitter taste was still in his mouth. He spat and tried to rid himself of the foul taste that sickened him.

Ignoring the throbbing sensation in his head he staggered to his feet. As he looked at where he had been laying he felt the violent urge to be sick. A filthy mossy mould with something that looked like black ooze pouring out the middle, something, which he later realized, was the damp fungus implanted deep below the surface.

"I understand how anyone could have something like this in their home." He muttered disgusted. Looking around he located the handle of a pump in the corner by the door. Dragging himself over to it, he used the pole to support himself while pumping the handle.

It was clear the pump hadn't been used in a long time as it took five minutes, even though it seemed like a couple of hours, for the water to even dribble out of the old tap. Smiling weakly yet triumphantly he looked around for something to clean with. Finding nothing he tore a part of his shirt and dampened it under the now heavily flowing water.

As soon as he had filled the centre of the room with the murky water he got down on his hands and knees, shuddering as the filth soaked into his clothes. He got to work scrubbing the floor, trying to ignore the seeping filth. Suddenly it dawned on him how stupid he was. Here he was, captured by the King's guard, he realised later, and cleaning his prison cell. Possibly his last few moments in this life and he was scrubbing the dungeon…not even being forced! A screech and the sight of a drowning rat soon reminded him while he was doing this. No one should ever suffer this disgrace of sharing his or her last moments with bubonic vermin!

Every so often he would stop and wring the fabric out. There was no window…only a small drain in front of the pump. More than once, usually when his back was to the door, he felt a prickling on the back of his neck, almost as if someone was watching him. After studying every inch of the room for peeping eyes, he would go back to his cleaning, but the uneasiness he felt never faded.

A long time later he finished the floor. Standing back he accidentally brushed his hand on the wall. Quickly inspecting his hand he rolled his eyes. Well if he was going to do it he may as well do it properly! He did his best to cleanse the rag of the filth traces before dampening it and turning his attention on the walls. Somehow his very 'small' task had turned itself rather a large chore.

Already he had found the holes that the rats resided in. Irritated due to lack of resources to rid himself of the vermin, he drove the water into the hole before plugging it up with his cloth. He really only meant to do that as a way to let off steam, unfortunately, he had somehow managed to drown the vermin. He felt ever so guilty after that. As painful as it was to have filth near him, he was a great believer in the well being of any animals, one of the main reasons he refused to eat meat.

Finally after every inch of the cell he was imprisoned in was clean, he sat down on the dull cobbled floor. The smell was still there and it was no cheerier than when he had first started but the main thing was, he could feel it was clean. He wasn't covered in filth every time he touched something.

After a few moments of sitting quietly, his situation suddenly hit him. Here he was expecting death and, he was alone. Kai probably didn't even know where he was. Pulling his knees up to his chest to keep warm he sobbed quietly. He had been so proud to keep the others safe and clean. He had enjoyed mothering the others, especially since their own mothers had been killed. How would they cope? He'd been the only one who knew how to cook and wash their clothes after all…the only one to fuss about the state of the pub.

Max, granted he looked up to Kai, would struggle to cope. Kai wasn't the fatherly type really. He enjoyed playing the part but wasn't suited to look after them. Would Max get the nourishment he needed? He was so frail and sickly…and what about Tyson? He was too careless for sixpence! His mental age was about ten and would end up getting himself killed!

Rei bit his lip. And Daichi. Besides Kai, Rei was the only one to whom he actually behaved. He would struggle to keep a reign on his temper and unlike the last few times, Rei wouldn't be there to calm Kai's temper! Kai…how could he forget Kai? Not easily that's for sure. Rei shivered. Kai didn't care for the basic necessities for the group. He was more focused on the war…like his brother. Oh gods! They would go downhill! He curled himself into a small ball as tears poured out of his eyes, gradually crying himself to sleep, unaware of two cold blue eyes watching him from behind the panelled bars on the heavy wooden door.

Poor little Rei. Even though he knows it's probably his last night on this Earth he can only care about his friends.

I only just got 11 reviews for the previous chapter last time…is my story that unloved? T-T

I've changed the rating to "T" now because I've thought to myself…what will I have in here that makes it an "M"? Conclusion? Nothing…yet…it'll probably go up but in the mean time…people! Enjoy yourselves reading this!

I want another 11 reviews AT LEAST before I update.

And for those who have put me on story alert but haven't submitted a review…is it that hard to tell me what you think of it? All you gotta do is press a small button at the bottom.

(Granted I should take my own advice when I read stories but this is what I think…if someone has very few chapter and loads of reviews then they don't need any more reviews to make themselves feel good. Me on the other hand…I need chocolate to make myself feel good…HOW DESPERATE DOES THAT MAKE ME!)

TO:

Arsinen

Thanks for the review

animepie

Thanks for the review and thanks for clearing up with me. I admit I was half asleep while putting that story up so I found everything offensive! Even my mum offering me a dessert. Can't remember what I was upset at her for then…I didn't get one though T-T Sorry for rambling! Please continue reviewing!

Wiliina

Thanks for the review No KaixRei stuff yet…nor in the next chapter as it will be Tala's P.O.V…maybe two chapter later ok? Chuckles evilly

Lirin Sama

Thanks for the review and everyone will be tortured in this fiction! Maybe not Bryan or Daichi though…we'll see!

darkwaterwolf

Thanks for the review and the compliment blushes

Lady-Nikki

Thanks for the review I DARE! THAT'S WHY! MUAHAHAHAHAHAHA! And…I'm glad you stopped…crying…over…peter pan… dials number for men in white coats to take you away

MikaMiko

Thanks for the review and you will find out!

sn0zb0z

Thanks for the review

ShalBrenfan

Thanks for the review blushes like mad you flatter me too much! I'm not THAT great? Pulls out gold pen and a wad of photographs FORM A LINE FOR MY AUTOGRAPH!