Chapter 10

Cody POV

"Who knows, maybe one day your enemies will become your friends."

– Anonymous Friend of Author

I groaned, rubbing my eyelids and sitting up.

My vision was blurry when I first opened my eyes, but quickly focused so that I could see where I was.

I was surrounded by a hollowed-out cave. The stone was a mucky red color, and looked extremely crumbly, but durable. As I looked around the area a bit more, I saw that it would probably open up naturally on my left side, if it weren't for the big steel bars fencing me off from any chance of escape.

Escape from what? I thought, tilting my head to the side in confusion. At least, that's what I did until I realized there was a boy on the other side of the bars, standing up. Unlike me, however, it didn't seem as if he was trapped, as he was given a whole hallway to roam through. This was probably my captivator. Why, or what for, I wouldn't know until just minutes later.

He had long gray pants that weren't cuffed, covering up any skin at the bottom. He had on a purple sweater, that like his pants, were a bit too big, so that they could cover up his hands, what for, I would probably find out in mere seconds.

I couldn't see the boy's face, either, due to his sweater's hood placed so that it obscured most of his facial features. However, I was able to see his crooked smirk, as he leered at me, his head tilted to the left.

"Who are you?" I said, my voice stone cold, seeing as I wanted immediate escape.

I turned to the right, hearing footsteps echoing in what I had assumed was merely more hallway. A girl with deep black hair and a maroon zip-up jacket entered the room, humming a tune and rapidly twirling around a dagger in her hand.

She turned to face me, and I saw her crimson eyes, looking a bit like the wilted red roses surrounding my orphanage. I heard her voice, which was silky smooth, but a bit freaky, "Ah, the little trapped Birdy is awake, I see?" I glared at her calling me a 'birdy', but she merely reacted by glancing down at me and shrugging. She seemed a bit in thought, before she continued to speak. "I'll give ya a few answers then, Birdy. I'm Eryl. And this here."

She paused, and I was curious why, until I saw she was waiting for something. Just as I realized that, her hand snapped out, and yanked down the hood of the boy, who was kind of zoned out. His head jerked to the side, as he snarled at her. "Is Saffroth. I would apologize for his rudeness, if we were equals, but then again, you are the Birdy trapped in a cage!" She finished off with a grin.

I widened my eyes as I looked at the boy, Saffroth, a bit closer. His eyes themselves were shocking enough, being a beautifully vibrant purple with just a hint of subtlety, but it was his skin that made me realize why he covered it up.

Beneath the shadow that the hood created, was splotchy black skin starting from the right side of his forehead and roughly going down in a diagonal line. Saffroth winced a bit as he saw myself gazing at him. "Genetics, okay? Just. Don't." He said, his voice wavering slightly.

The girl, Eryl, sighed at him, "Part of the reason you were recruited by him as one of the higher-ups was because of your awesome hybridness, okay? Don't be ashamed of that, or what happened to Fia two years ago will happen to you." Saffroth froze up at the mention of this 'Fia', and Eryl wiped away something (a tear?) from her face. Clearly, they seemed to have forgotten me.

As I thought that, both of their heads snapped towards me in sudden sync. "So." I said, nodding slowly and awkwardly, "Where am I?" Whatever moment those two had shared was gone, as the two quickly put up the small barrier that made them seem like rivals.

"A place that's about as good as hell, and actually real!" Eryl said, her slightly maniacal grin working its way back to her face.

I ignored her slightly ominous answer, as my voice rose, "Take me back to my friends." It was then that I realized the people I thought of as merely acquaintances who I relied on to survive for a good three weeks had actually turned into something more, something a bit foreign to me. Friends.

Obviously, though, that wasn't going to work. Saffroth howled with laughter, and Eryl shook her head in amusement. "If we returned you, little Birdy, then that would ruin everything, wouldn't it?"

"Forget getting out, how did you get me here? And stop calling me Birdy, for Notch's sake!" I said, snarling at them. Whatever inkling of sympathy I had for whoever they lost was gone, as I was getting pissed off.

This time, the boy actually spoke up. Saffroth seemed to be a lot quieter and less outspoken compared to Eryl. "Ah, you would have to thank my cousin, Ecyren, for that. She's quite helpful, despite me being the only person around to translate her. Though she isn't really human..." He trailed off, thinking about something. I saw Eryl lean into his ear.

"Shaddap." He grumbled, turning away from her, and crossing his arms. I couldn't help but laugh at how he said it, just like the kids I occasionally 'hung' out with at the Blacksmith's Nook (Close to hanging out, at least).

Eryl raised an eyebrow, looking at me, "And what are you laughing at?"

"Just how he said it. You know, shut up? How some people I used to know said it." I don't know why, but his face kind of lit up when I said that, and he happily skipped out of the room.

Eryl sighed, trailing after him. She turned back at me, and gave a faint smile, "I'll get your food. Got to make sure that he isn't in that mood by the time he exits that hallway." She shuddered, and I knew at that moment that they were for sure a lower power in some bigger grand scheme.

I know they were the people that trapped me in this cage, and that I should probably be trying to get out, but I couldn't help but shake off the feeling that I would be pretty damn entertained with those two around.

I could only pray that I could get out soon, and hope that there aren't others. And if there were, well, hope they were like Eryl and Saffroth. A bit creepy, but with a bit of something special to them. Certainly not your fairy tail villain.

However, when I felt a churning feeling in my stomach, and I knew that none of the three things I was wishing for were going to come true.


Oh my god, there is so much foreshadowing in this chapter, but you probably might miss a few things. I love this chapter so much. I mean, just one POV, but something about it...I really like the two characters I introduced. One of them is mine, and another is an OC submission. Guys, you will notice I might tweak a few things to make them fit into the story better. But now I am finally ready to actually make a story plan for this damn thing. I'm so excited for what's coming next. So excited. I hope you guys are, too...I also like this chapter because I have a lot of description, especially for characters. Considering 6 months ago I could hardly have the patience to fill out an OC form for my own characters, my descriptions were hardly existent unless they were based around some form of...Canon story.

Also, if you enjoy this story, don't feel afraid to tell me in the reviews section o3o I have like 150 views or something, and 4 reviews (I think?), but that's a way better view to review ratio compared to my story Ghost King Meets Magic, which was like 15k views and 52 reviews xD Whoa, I really need to update that before I have yet another 4 month hiatus .-.

Finally, I changed the name of this story to Woven Threads, so any times I referred to this as TTY in the A/Ns for my other stories...It's no longer Together Through Yonder, guys. Let's face it, that's a horrible name. Credit to my good friend Th3Duke99088 for the name :3

I have very long ANs. Sorry about that. Also, there might be another update in the very near future. Because I'm in Alaska with a few gaps of time with no wifi...

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