Evening My Lovelies

Well, I wanted to know what you all thought on the end of yesterdays chapter and you sure didn't disappoint :D

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Chapter Ten: New Cellmate

Despite his eyes registering what he was seeing, it took slightly longer for his mind, the sight before him giving him such a shock that it took a good few seconds to sink in before he could react, pulling hard enough against his restraints that he could feel new wounds opening underneath the coarse rope.

"ARAMIS!" he screamed, fear for his brother overruling all other thoughts as he stared at the unresponsive form of his brother, unwilling to draw his eyes away from the injured man for a second in case his condition or situation changed.

"I was wondering when you would wake up," smirked an all too familiar voice that was possibly the only thing in that situation that could have pulled his focus from his injured brother.

"Antoine," snarled Porthos, sounding positively feral as he stared down the other man, who, to his credit, didn't shirk away from the frightening glare. "What have you done?"

"Me?" blinked the man as he took several steps into the room, fiddling with an object in his hands that had Porthos's heart leaping into his throat as he stared at it. "This is not my doing musketeer," spat Antoine as he took a single step closer to the still unconscious musketeer, enjoying the way Porthos' tensed at the movement, his eyes never leaving Porthos's as he took another step closer to Aramis. "All you had to do was answer my question Porthos… This… This is your doing."

Porthos could only watch as Antoine emphasized his words by bringing the object that had been in his hands, which turned out to be a studded belt, down, hard, against Aramis's back, the metal studs tearing through his clothing and pulling a sharp cry of pain from the medic as the shock and pain jolted him awake.

"LEAVE HIM ALONE ANTOINE!" screamed Porthos as he continued his fruitless struggle against his restraints, pausing only when he heard Aramis call out his name.

To say Aramis was confused would be a gross understatement, his head was pounding viciously making it extremely difficult to think straight let alone remember how he had ended up in the very situation he now found himself in but it was the attack on his back that truly brought him out of his unconscious state, His body reacting to the sudden pain by jolting him awake, which, unfortunately for him, only served to exacerbate the pain he was currently feeling.

The sound of Porthos's voice cut through the pain however and gave the stunned musketeer something to latch on to and provided just enough strength to the injured man to allow him to push down the pain he felt so he could speak, weakly calling his brother's name.

"Aramis," breathed Porthos as the anger that had previously been burning like a raging inferno inside of him simmered down to a small flame.

"An opportunity arose to have two musketeers in my hands," spoke Antoine, the glee he felt for the two men's current situation coming across clear as day in his voice. "I was hardly going to turn it down."

"Let him go," growled Porthos, his anger returning as he noticed their captor had yet to move away from his brother.

Aramis, on the other hand, had finally managed to push the pounding in his head down enough to feel confident about opening his eyes without vomiting everywhere, though the sight that greeted him when he did so almost made him wish he hadn't.

His eyes instantly widened at the bloodstained form of his brother, practically frothing at the mouth as he traded insults with their captor. Porthos was clearly injured though from his current vantage point Aramis couldn't tell how badly and could only hope that the fact his brother had strength enough to argue and fight with their captor was a sign that his wounds weren't life-threatening.

"ENOUGH!" bellowed Antoine as he backhanded Porthos hard enough to make him see stars, the action drawing a shout of protest from Aramis as the medic instinctively reacted to what was befalling his brother.

"Temper temper Antoine," mocked Porthos, his voice breathy.

There was more that Porthos wished to say, his mind having decided that if he kept Antoine's focus and anger on him then the man would be less likely to lash out at Aramis. A risky theory he knew, but one he was willing to try and prove if it kept his brother safe.

Unfortunately the larger musketeer didn't get a chance to voice any of the other colourful insults he had been thinking of as Antoine responded to his mocking by plunging a small dagger neither musketeer had seen him draw into Porthos's shoulder, making the musketeer scream out in pain, while Aramis called his name, the medic being unable to see what had happened due to Antoine blocking his view.

"Get it through your skull musketeer," spat Antoine as he sharply twisted the dagger still deep in his prisoner's flesh, relishing in the cry of pain the action drew from the man. "You live only because I need something from you, continue to withhold it and it won't just be you that suffers-"

"T-T-Touch him and I'll kill you," threatened Porthos weakly, his breathing hard and laboured as he fought against the pain, the threat against his brother providing the motivation he needed to stand up to his captor.

Unable to help himself Antoine leaned in closer, adding more pressure and digging the blade deeper into Porthos's skin. Grinning at the grimace of pain on the musketeer's face Antoine continued to lean until he was practically nose to nose with the man.

"Who's to say it'll be him I target?" he asked innocently, but the threat underlying his words made Porthos freeze. "You have two other so-called brothers do you not? I wonder how easy it will be to separate them… Maybe a threat against his lost love will spur that boy of yours to leave his friend," Porthos growled, another sharp twist of the dagger silencing any protest the man had been about to make. "Or maybe a summons from Captain Treville will have Athos leave the search for your whereabouts to the boy, then they will both be alone and oh so easy pickings while distracted with worry for your safety."

"Don't. You. Dare," snarled Porthos, the larger man barely even registering the pain in his shoulder at that point as his protective instincts went into overdrive.

"Answer my question and I won't have to involve them," smirked Antoine as he pulled away from his captive, leaving the dagger in the man's flesh. "I'll be back in an hour, that should give you plenty of time to consider your position."