Ziabach's worst enemy!
Part 8
"But.... Marel... how can that be...?" I asked, taking a step away from the window, my throat swelled and my mouth formed a weird shape from fighting back the cries that were rising.
"Come on..." Dilandau said, very gently taking my wrist and leading me away from the door, from the window.... from my sister.
"Dilandau, what is she doing here?" I asked, pulling my wrist from his hand.
".... I can't say." He said simply. "Come on, you don't want to stay." He said, and started walking away.
"Dilandau tell me!" I shouted loud enough for anyone to hear. "Why is she here?! Why is she locked up!?" I screamed, running back to the window and looking in.
Marel's dress was soaked with blood in some places, and she had blacked out from the pain. Her lip was split and she had bruises running all down her arms, well, what I could see anyway. Her ankle was twisted in a weird way, and there was no doubt that it was broken.
"Come on Tora."
"No! I'm not leaving until you tell me why she's here. Now talk." I said, looking back at him. I wanted to know why she was here.
"Tora, don't make me have to carry you. Please, come on." He said, putting out his hand.
I stud, not moving, I wasn't going to until I got some answers. It was the least he owed me for burning my village and making me think that he had killed Master Magus.
Dilandau finally sighed. I could tell he was more relieved about telling me then aggravated. "Folken - sama wants to use her to torture you. To make you give your life. He says that if you agree, then he'll have Voile fix her leg and tend to her wounds. He says your death would be valuable to Ziabach. That it could help to take over Gaea." He said.
I gulped. "So, in other words, it's give, and die, to save my sister?" I asked. The lump in my throat grew as I watched Dilandau nod.
Give everything up, for my sister? All my training, going to the one thing I was totally focused on stopping? That I was willing to give my life for? For my sister?
"What happens if I refuse?" I asked. Dilandau shook his head, a sign that they would kill her. "If I said okay, would you promise not to touch her again, and to act like she was never related to me?"
"You would have to ask Folken - sama. He's the one who decided to make all this happen. I never said anything, just told you, so that you could have time to think about it." He said.
I thought of something, "Dilandau, is this all getting on tape?" I asked. I could see that Dilandau's breathing had stopped. "Is there some place where there aren't any tapes?" I asked, looking at the camera facing right at me.
"No, they're everywhere." he said. "Exept..." He trailed off, and took my arm, his grip tight, but not to hurt me.
"Where are we going?" I asked.
"Just keep quiet. If I tell you then they can go and find us." he said, pulling me through all the hall ways.
He walked slowly, and didn't talk, he walked when the camera's couldn't see us, and stayed in the shadows only. Never stepped into the light, not unless we had to cross the halls.
Finally he stopped in front of a door and punched in the code. It slid open and he pulled me in.
"Welcome to my room." He said, walking over to his bed and lying down.
"Dilandau, you have to help me!" I said, cutting right to the chase, walking up to him and leaning on the edge of the bed.
"Help you? Help you what?" He asked.
"Not help me escape. Help me get my sister out of here. I can't let them keep hurting her. Chances are she all ready hates me for keeping a secret from her, I have to make her see that I'm still her sister!" I pleaded.
Dilandau put his hand under his head and looked at me. He was still wearing his white tang top, I guessed that he didn't bother to change when he saw that I was looking through the files.
"How can I help someone who hates me?" He asked, raising his eye brows.
"Hm, Dilandau, please. Now is not the time to bring that into this. You wouldn't know, you've never had a brother or a sister, you've always been alone. I haven't. I've always had people there with me. And now she's the only person I have. She's my family, Dilandau... please, try to understand...." I said, begging. The lump in my throat had returned, and my eyes started clouding with tears.
"Don't start crying, because that's not going to motivate me." He said, standing and getting his sword from his closet. "Do you have any idea what will happen if I did help you?" He asked, glancing over.
"Do you think that I crawled around in the vents all this time without seeing the penalty for something?" I asked, blinking away the tears.
"Hm." Was all he said.
"Dilandau please. I know that you really aren't that mean, and that you're hard on your soldiers because you want them to be the best, but can't you just for once, please, just act like I'm not the enemy, and that I'm a friend or something. Because right now that's really what I need."
"I don't care what you need Tora. You don't care what happens to me, because you're the enemy. And for a while there, I forgot that. But thanks for reminding me that you're a women, a snake, that you play with men and then leave their bones for a vulture."
"Dilandau that's not wh- " I started, but he interrupted me.
"You know, I was almost going to say 'maybe'. But, then again, no one cares for me, so why should I care for anyone else." He said, shrugging.
"But if you -" I started again, jogging up to him. "If you just try being nice to someone else, then it will come back to you, just like if you do something bad." I said.
"Tora, I'm tired of listening to you beg."
"And I'm tired of listening to you complain!" I said, smacking him. "Okay, it's true, I do know what I'm asking you, and I do know the penalty, but I also do care! If I didn't think that there was some way of getting you to say yes, then you you really think that I was going to ask?! I mean, you're the all powerful and totally destruction loving Dilandau! Why the hell should you care if someone feels entirely grateful to you? If someone is willing to pay anything to say 'thanks for helping me out that one time'. Your soldiers do it by giving you their lives to protect you from any damage that might come. I don't know what I could do, but I'm asking." I said, totally mad now.
"Tora...." He said. "No," he said, shaking his head. "No, I won't."
My eyes flickered with disappointment. "Fine. Then I'll do it myself..." I said, turning on my heal and stalking out of the room.
How was I going to do it? I know that I have to get her out of here. There's no way that I can let her stay, it's too dangerous... but... what am I going to do? Without the help of someone on the inside, to shut off the camera's, then, how am I going to be able to work and get the door open without the people seeing me? It would help if I had my things...
A the memory of my sword and the things in my pack, I wondered where they were. Maybe I should try and find them, then I could get her out, and worry about the punishment later. If I didn't have my things, and had to take more time, and got caught, they would surly do something to her, and lock me up again! They would keep me in the room either way, but one way or the other, I would get Marel out, although the punishment would be the same for me.
I looked around to see if I could figure something out. I would have to play my cards safely, maybe I could talk to Dilandau or someone, to tell me where they put equipment that they don't use or something. Get them talking about where they put the Guymelef's if they're not in use. Well, I knew that all ready, in the Vione.
It was stupid, you'd think that after all the time that I spent crawling around in the vent's that I would have figured out something on where they would put my things.
I chewed on my cheek, I realized I was still standing outside the door of Dilandau's room, and in clear view of the camera's. I slowly walked away after the camera's lens turned away form me.
I ran down the hall, maybe by some miracle they would me stupid enough to put my things there... I cut a corner and ran right into Miguel.
"Ugh!" I grunted as I hit the floor, landing on my tail bone, pain shot through my spin and hit my head full force.
"Tora! Oh sorry," he said, reaching out his hand to help me up. I took it while holding my head, pain was still throbbing through my temples.
"It's okay. Ouch," I said, letting go of his hand. "Thanks, hey, Miguel. Do you have a chamber where you keep the damaged Melef units, right?" I asked, trying to be nonchalant.
"Yeah, we do, but only because of you, other wise we'd have no need." he said, raising his eyes a little surprised at my question.
"Heh," I said, half laughing. Miguel smiled and I continued. "I was just wondering, so, there would be an engineering room there, wouldn't there?" I asked.
"Yeah, why?"
"Well, it would just make sense. Anyway, have you showed the other dragon slayers how to have some fun?" I asked, changing the subject.
"Not yet, but Gatti said that you showed him some stuff too." He said.
"Well, yeah, you guys live such dull lives, I'm not just going to watch you guys who are only what, fifteen or sixteen live lives like that?" I asked, raising an eye brow.
Miguel laughed, and shook his head. "Well, I didn't really know you, I don't really right now, but I know more." He said.
"Well, you think you do, not to make you think you've got me wrong or anything, but, oh well, you know what I mean." I said.
"Yeah, well, I've got to get to the Vione, we're running sessions if they're ready or not." He said, stepping a side and kept walking.
"See ya later!" I called, and Miguel waved over his shoulder. I shook my head, I didn't really want to think that I had just used someone that might end up being the closest thing to a friend I ever had, aside from Gatti, they were pretty equal, but, they might be my only 'friends' from Ziabach.
I turned back around, to the direction Miguel had just left from, and set into a run. I had to find the room. God only knew how much long I was going to have before they decided that they didn't want to use Marel to get me to cooperate. They might just decide to kill her, maybe that might have more of an effect on me then seeing her in pain.
I sprinted past a large set of iron doors, and slid to a stop. "Engineer room" I read off the label on the door. I took a glance around before stepping into the room.
It was lit with bright torches all over. Well, I guess that it had to be so light, other wise they might end up missing something wrong with the guymelef, if it was really dark in the room, like how it was when I first woke up in the prison that they were keeping me in.
I carefully checked all over to make sure that no one was here. I could hear a person... or... maybe two or three, but, it was dark, chances were that they were people closing up. And that ment they would probably lock the doors. Making me trapped in this room.
I ran quietly through the room, looking for somewhere that would have a screw driver, a hammer, something! Anything I could use to break the lock on her door!
I heard the people walking in my direction, I heard something that sounded like swords occasionally hitting their legs, and a little gingle, as if something was on a chain, a peice of jewelry. Maybe a dog tag.
I decided not to find out, I ran as quietly as I could, and as quickly as I could, and I could hear people picking up their pace, coming after me! I barely glanced back, before seeing a flash of red. Could it be...?
"Agh!" I said, running into someone. Again, going flying, and getting sprawled onto the floor. I looked up, one eye closed to help deal with the pain, and I saw a man with shoulder leighth blond hair, wearing a blue tunic, and had a sword positioned right so the tip was at my neck.
"A women?" He asked, surprised.
"Move your sword so I can stand up. I don't have a weapon." I said, but he seemed unmoved. He stud still as I heard the 'clap clap clap clap' of feet hitting the floor get louder, and eventually stop right behind me.
"You again?" I heard someone asking, and the sound of him putting his sword away. 'Again?' I thought, well, his shirt was red, and he did sound like that boy from the woods, what was his name? Van?
"Yes, tell your body guard here to let me stand up," I said, propping myself up on my elbows. He had to move the sword so that it didn't cut my neck.
"It's all right Allen, I know her, well, sort of." He said, and pretty boy moved his sword away from my neck, slowly, as if he didn't totally trust Van, or maybe he was always cautious. I didn't really know for sure. "I saw her falling from Ziabach, and I went to get her, but..." He didn't finish. Maybe he was starting to suspect that I was from this place/
"Thanks," I said, standing, and wiping off my arms and legs. Ziabach wasn't known for keeping their floors clean. "But, what are you doing here?" I asked.
"Looking for something." Van said. I didn't know if he would have told me originally, but, the look he gave me, I knew they thought I was from the floating fortress, and if I was a girl, that was still alive, then I must have some kind of importance, in other words, and good prisoner.
But I could leave now! Not with Marel still in her room, trapped, I was supposed to be here to get her out! Not myself!
"Okay, whatever, go ahead, I don't care what you're doing, I have things I need to tend to." I said, and walked past Allen, looking for another room.
"Hold it." I heard Van say, and then a firm grasp on my arm.
"What's the big idea?" I asked, still looking around for some place that might have something I could use.
"Why are you hear Tora?" He asked.
"They caught me again, duh," I said.
"Well, then why are you walking around? Isn't it a little strange to think that you're here, moving from room to room, without security or anything?" He asked.
"Oh, I see what you're getting at, and it's not what you think. Like I told you before, I'm a farm girl, they don't see me as much of a threat, and don't want to have to take the time to keep someone with me, making sure that I stayed a good little girl and that I wasn't escaping." I said, tugging my arm free. "And if you'll notice, they put up many many more camera's watching the halls and things, so it would be kinda hard for me to get out, and you and get in without being noticed."
"Hm," Allen looked at Van, and Van looked at Allen, then they both looked at me as if checking to see if I was telling the truth or not. Then Allen shot out and hand and Van re-gripped my wrist. "Come on." Allen said, his hand clutching my biceps.
"Hey! Agh, what are you doing?" I asked, what were they thinking? That I was part of Ziabach?
"Come on Tora, you actually think that we're planing to believe that story?" Van asked.
"All right! Fine!" I said, and high kicked Van in his Temple, causing his grip to waver and him step back, letting go of my arm, which I used to gab Allen in the throat, followed by and elbow to the same location.
They had both let go, and now I was free to run. I could always run back to the halls, where all the camera's were, but these guys weren't my enemy, if anything, they were just more people that thought they could do something to help everyone else against Ziabach, kinda like me, only not so good.
I lept through a window, covering my face with my arms, and tumbled onto a platform, almost rolling off it, but my hands were sent out and stopped me from falling. I scrambled up and sprinted into a room that had a table, and on that table was a very familiar looking sack.
"My bag!" I screamed, snatching it up and hugging it. I quickly threw it across my back and looked around, they were coming, I could hear their footsteps quickly closing in. I desperately looked around the room for something I could use, or another exit door, but there was none. I checked for something I could throw at them, keep them away for a little longer until I came up with a plan, but there wasn't anything.
"Hold it," I heard Van saying, and I looked to see him standing in the door way as Allen walked up to me.
"No! You don't understand! I can't leave untill I get Marel out! - " I pleaded, but the hilt of Allen's sword had already connected with my head, sending me helplessly to the floor where I blacked out.
What would happen now? How was I going to help her? Or more importantly, what was going to happen to her now that I was gone...?
Part 8
"But.... Marel... how can that be...?" I asked, taking a step away from the window, my throat swelled and my mouth formed a weird shape from fighting back the cries that were rising.
"Come on..." Dilandau said, very gently taking my wrist and leading me away from the door, from the window.... from my sister.
"Dilandau, what is she doing here?" I asked, pulling my wrist from his hand.
".... I can't say." He said simply. "Come on, you don't want to stay." He said, and started walking away.
"Dilandau tell me!" I shouted loud enough for anyone to hear. "Why is she here?! Why is she locked up!?" I screamed, running back to the window and looking in.
Marel's dress was soaked with blood in some places, and she had blacked out from the pain. Her lip was split and she had bruises running all down her arms, well, what I could see anyway. Her ankle was twisted in a weird way, and there was no doubt that it was broken.
"Come on Tora."
"No! I'm not leaving until you tell me why she's here. Now talk." I said, looking back at him. I wanted to know why she was here.
"Tora, don't make me have to carry you. Please, come on." He said, putting out his hand.
I stud, not moving, I wasn't going to until I got some answers. It was the least he owed me for burning my village and making me think that he had killed Master Magus.
Dilandau finally sighed. I could tell he was more relieved about telling me then aggravated. "Folken - sama wants to use her to torture you. To make you give your life. He says that if you agree, then he'll have Voile fix her leg and tend to her wounds. He says your death would be valuable to Ziabach. That it could help to take over Gaea." He said.
I gulped. "So, in other words, it's give, and die, to save my sister?" I asked. The lump in my throat grew as I watched Dilandau nod.
Give everything up, for my sister? All my training, going to the one thing I was totally focused on stopping? That I was willing to give my life for? For my sister?
"What happens if I refuse?" I asked. Dilandau shook his head, a sign that they would kill her. "If I said okay, would you promise not to touch her again, and to act like she was never related to me?"
"You would have to ask Folken - sama. He's the one who decided to make all this happen. I never said anything, just told you, so that you could have time to think about it." He said.
I thought of something, "Dilandau, is this all getting on tape?" I asked. I could see that Dilandau's breathing had stopped. "Is there some place where there aren't any tapes?" I asked, looking at the camera facing right at me.
"No, they're everywhere." he said. "Exept..." He trailed off, and took my arm, his grip tight, but not to hurt me.
"Where are we going?" I asked.
"Just keep quiet. If I tell you then they can go and find us." he said, pulling me through all the hall ways.
He walked slowly, and didn't talk, he walked when the camera's couldn't see us, and stayed in the shadows only. Never stepped into the light, not unless we had to cross the halls.
Finally he stopped in front of a door and punched in the code. It slid open and he pulled me in.
"Welcome to my room." He said, walking over to his bed and lying down.
"Dilandau, you have to help me!" I said, cutting right to the chase, walking up to him and leaning on the edge of the bed.
"Help you? Help you what?" He asked.
"Not help me escape. Help me get my sister out of here. I can't let them keep hurting her. Chances are she all ready hates me for keeping a secret from her, I have to make her see that I'm still her sister!" I pleaded.
Dilandau put his hand under his head and looked at me. He was still wearing his white tang top, I guessed that he didn't bother to change when he saw that I was looking through the files.
"How can I help someone who hates me?" He asked, raising his eye brows.
"Hm, Dilandau, please. Now is not the time to bring that into this. You wouldn't know, you've never had a brother or a sister, you've always been alone. I haven't. I've always had people there with me. And now she's the only person I have. She's my family, Dilandau... please, try to understand...." I said, begging. The lump in my throat had returned, and my eyes started clouding with tears.
"Don't start crying, because that's not going to motivate me." He said, standing and getting his sword from his closet. "Do you have any idea what will happen if I did help you?" He asked, glancing over.
"Do you think that I crawled around in the vents all this time without seeing the penalty for something?" I asked, blinking away the tears.
"Hm." Was all he said.
"Dilandau please. I know that you really aren't that mean, and that you're hard on your soldiers because you want them to be the best, but can't you just for once, please, just act like I'm not the enemy, and that I'm a friend or something. Because right now that's really what I need."
"I don't care what you need Tora. You don't care what happens to me, because you're the enemy. And for a while there, I forgot that. But thanks for reminding me that you're a women, a snake, that you play with men and then leave their bones for a vulture."
"Dilandau that's not wh- " I started, but he interrupted me.
"You know, I was almost going to say 'maybe'. But, then again, no one cares for me, so why should I care for anyone else." He said, shrugging.
"But if you -" I started again, jogging up to him. "If you just try being nice to someone else, then it will come back to you, just like if you do something bad." I said.
"Tora, I'm tired of listening to you beg."
"And I'm tired of listening to you complain!" I said, smacking him. "Okay, it's true, I do know what I'm asking you, and I do know the penalty, but I also do care! If I didn't think that there was some way of getting you to say yes, then you you really think that I was going to ask?! I mean, you're the all powerful and totally destruction loving Dilandau! Why the hell should you care if someone feels entirely grateful to you? If someone is willing to pay anything to say 'thanks for helping me out that one time'. Your soldiers do it by giving you their lives to protect you from any damage that might come. I don't know what I could do, but I'm asking." I said, totally mad now.
"Tora...." He said. "No," he said, shaking his head. "No, I won't."
My eyes flickered with disappointment. "Fine. Then I'll do it myself..." I said, turning on my heal and stalking out of the room.
How was I going to do it? I know that I have to get her out of here. There's no way that I can let her stay, it's too dangerous... but... what am I going to do? Without the help of someone on the inside, to shut off the camera's, then, how am I going to be able to work and get the door open without the people seeing me? It would help if I had my things...
A the memory of my sword and the things in my pack, I wondered where they were. Maybe I should try and find them, then I could get her out, and worry about the punishment later. If I didn't have my things, and had to take more time, and got caught, they would surly do something to her, and lock me up again! They would keep me in the room either way, but one way or the other, I would get Marel out, although the punishment would be the same for me.
I looked around to see if I could figure something out. I would have to play my cards safely, maybe I could talk to Dilandau or someone, to tell me where they put equipment that they don't use or something. Get them talking about where they put the Guymelef's if they're not in use. Well, I knew that all ready, in the Vione.
It was stupid, you'd think that after all the time that I spent crawling around in the vent's that I would have figured out something on where they would put my things.
I chewed on my cheek, I realized I was still standing outside the door of Dilandau's room, and in clear view of the camera's. I slowly walked away after the camera's lens turned away form me.
I ran down the hall, maybe by some miracle they would me stupid enough to put my things there... I cut a corner and ran right into Miguel.
"Ugh!" I grunted as I hit the floor, landing on my tail bone, pain shot through my spin and hit my head full force.
"Tora! Oh sorry," he said, reaching out his hand to help me up. I took it while holding my head, pain was still throbbing through my temples.
"It's okay. Ouch," I said, letting go of his hand. "Thanks, hey, Miguel. Do you have a chamber where you keep the damaged Melef units, right?" I asked, trying to be nonchalant.
"Yeah, we do, but only because of you, other wise we'd have no need." he said, raising his eyes a little surprised at my question.
"Heh," I said, half laughing. Miguel smiled and I continued. "I was just wondering, so, there would be an engineering room there, wouldn't there?" I asked.
"Yeah, why?"
"Well, it would just make sense. Anyway, have you showed the other dragon slayers how to have some fun?" I asked, changing the subject.
"Not yet, but Gatti said that you showed him some stuff too." He said.
"Well, yeah, you guys live such dull lives, I'm not just going to watch you guys who are only what, fifteen or sixteen live lives like that?" I asked, raising an eye brow.
Miguel laughed, and shook his head. "Well, I didn't really know you, I don't really right now, but I know more." He said.
"Well, you think you do, not to make you think you've got me wrong or anything, but, oh well, you know what I mean." I said.
"Yeah, well, I've got to get to the Vione, we're running sessions if they're ready or not." He said, stepping a side and kept walking.
"See ya later!" I called, and Miguel waved over his shoulder. I shook my head, I didn't really want to think that I had just used someone that might end up being the closest thing to a friend I ever had, aside from Gatti, they were pretty equal, but, they might be my only 'friends' from Ziabach.
I turned back around, to the direction Miguel had just left from, and set into a run. I had to find the room. God only knew how much long I was going to have before they decided that they didn't want to use Marel to get me to cooperate. They might just decide to kill her, maybe that might have more of an effect on me then seeing her in pain.
I sprinted past a large set of iron doors, and slid to a stop. "Engineer room" I read off the label on the door. I took a glance around before stepping into the room.
It was lit with bright torches all over. Well, I guess that it had to be so light, other wise they might end up missing something wrong with the guymelef, if it was really dark in the room, like how it was when I first woke up in the prison that they were keeping me in.
I carefully checked all over to make sure that no one was here. I could hear a person... or... maybe two or three, but, it was dark, chances were that they were people closing up. And that ment they would probably lock the doors. Making me trapped in this room.
I ran quietly through the room, looking for somewhere that would have a screw driver, a hammer, something! Anything I could use to break the lock on her door!
I heard the people walking in my direction, I heard something that sounded like swords occasionally hitting their legs, and a little gingle, as if something was on a chain, a peice of jewelry. Maybe a dog tag.
I decided not to find out, I ran as quietly as I could, and as quickly as I could, and I could hear people picking up their pace, coming after me! I barely glanced back, before seeing a flash of red. Could it be...?
"Agh!" I said, running into someone. Again, going flying, and getting sprawled onto the floor. I looked up, one eye closed to help deal with the pain, and I saw a man with shoulder leighth blond hair, wearing a blue tunic, and had a sword positioned right so the tip was at my neck.
"A women?" He asked, surprised.
"Move your sword so I can stand up. I don't have a weapon." I said, but he seemed unmoved. He stud still as I heard the 'clap clap clap clap' of feet hitting the floor get louder, and eventually stop right behind me.
"You again?" I heard someone asking, and the sound of him putting his sword away. 'Again?' I thought, well, his shirt was red, and he did sound like that boy from the woods, what was his name? Van?
"Yes, tell your body guard here to let me stand up," I said, propping myself up on my elbows. He had to move the sword so that it didn't cut my neck.
"It's all right Allen, I know her, well, sort of." He said, and pretty boy moved his sword away from my neck, slowly, as if he didn't totally trust Van, or maybe he was always cautious. I didn't really know for sure. "I saw her falling from Ziabach, and I went to get her, but..." He didn't finish. Maybe he was starting to suspect that I was from this place/
"Thanks," I said, standing, and wiping off my arms and legs. Ziabach wasn't known for keeping their floors clean. "But, what are you doing here?" I asked.
"Looking for something." Van said. I didn't know if he would have told me originally, but, the look he gave me, I knew they thought I was from the floating fortress, and if I was a girl, that was still alive, then I must have some kind of importance, in other words, and good prisoner.
But I could leave now! Not with Marel still in her room, trapped, I was supposed to be here to get her out! Not myself!
"Okay, whatever, go ahead, I don't care what you're doing, I have things I need to tend to." I said, and walked past Allen, looking for another room.
"Hold it." I heard Van say, and then a firm grasp on my arm.
"What's the big idea?" I asked, still looking around for some place that might have something I could use.
"Why are you hear Tora?" He asked.
"They caught me again, duh," I said.
"Well, then why are you walking around? Isn't it a little strange to think that you're here, moving from room to room, without security or anything?" He asked.
"Oh, I see what you're getting at, and it's not what you think. Like I told you before, I'm a farm girl, they don't see me as much of a threat, and don't want to have to take the time to keep someone with me, making sure that I stayed a good little girl and that I wasn't escaping." I said, tugging my arm free. "And if you'll notice, they put up many many more camera's watching the halls and things, so it would be kinda hard for me to get out, and you and get in without being noticed."
"Hm," Allen looked at Van, and Van looked at Allen, then they both looked at me as if checking to see if I was telling the truth or not. Then Allen shot out and hand and Van re-gripped my wrist. "Come on." Allen said, his hand clutching my biceps.
"Hey! Agh, what are you doing?" I asked, what were they thinking? That I was part of Ziabach?
"Come on Tora, you actually think that we're planing to believe that story?" Van asked.
"All right! Fine!" I said, and high kicked Van in his Temple, causing his grip to waver and him step back, letting go of my arm, which I used to gab Allen in the throat, followed by and elbow to the same location.
They had both let go, and now I was free to run. I could always run back to the halls, where all the camera's were, but these guys weren't my enemy, if anything, they were just more people that thought they could do something to help everyone else against Ziabach, kinda like me, only not so good.
I lept through a window, covering my face with my arms, and tumbled onto a platform, almost rolling off it, but my hands were sent out and stopped me from falling. I scrambled up and sprinted into a room that had a table, and on that table was a very familiar looking sack.
"My bag!" I screamed, snatching it up and hugging it. I quickly threw it across my back and looked around, they were coming, I could hear their footsteps quickly closing in. I desperately looked around the room for something I could use, or another exit door, but there was none. I checked for something I could throw at them, keep them away for a little longer until I came up with a plan, but there wasn't anything.
"Hold it," I heard Van saying, and I looked to see him standing in the door way as Allen walked up to me.
"No! You don't understand! I can't leave untill I get Marel out! - " I pleaded, but the hilt of Allen's sword had already connected with my head, sending me helplessly to the floor where I blacked out.
What would happen now? How was I going to help her? Or more importantly, what was going to happen to her now that I was gone...?