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~Infinitis~
Disclaimer: Uhhhh...
AN: 4/5/03 Wahhhhhh! Spring break is over and I have to go back to school! I hate it there. AND I HATE HOMEWORK!!!!!!!! In Indy (that's where I live), we almost had a tornado last night and my brother came home really late. That creeped me out! 4/8/03 TOO MUCH HOMEWORK! TAKES TOO MUCH TIME OF MY PRECIOUS LIFE! And so is the Musical I'm in (don't ask). Thanks for da reviews!!! ^.^
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Ruby- WOW! I didn't know people like it that much! Thanks for saying that! It really inspired me for this chapter! ^.~
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Chapter 4: Labor and torture~ years passing
Years pass by like silky, smooth, creamy butter (I feel like eating toast with that butter :p). But the days go by like molasses to the life of (the newly named) Dillandau. The cloaked figures (or the Zaibech as Jajuka told them) started to put Dilly (^.^) and Celena to labor out in some fields along with Jajuka. Celena befriended Jajuka after knowing that he was the one who helped her get well from that fever some years ago. The Canine creature was not of high ranking because of his half-dog half-human race. So he too had to work in the fields, but he would do it either way in order to help Celena who isn't very used to labor. For some reason, they have been watching Dillandau very closely for some weeks now 'I wonder what's going on? They're planning on something and I know it!' Dillandau glared at the so-called scientists when lifting his baskets of taters (And for those who don't know what a tater is, I shall quote from the famous book LOTR: "Po-ta-tos!"). But they just turned away. He stood there for a while with a basket under each arm. Celena looked at him, Dillandau smiled a smile of reassurance. A whip crackled at his back and he almost dropped his baskets. But he was used to the pain. 'I had worse' he thought gathering all his strength. Celena winced and looked away as the end of the whip hit Dillandau's already-scarred skin.
"Get back to work, scum!" a large man said and crackled his whip again only this time it made the boy loose his balance. Dillandau fell shoulder first into the dirt. Potatoes scattered all over the soil. He picked himself up and started to gather the taters ("Po-ta-toes!") to the baskets again. A small streak of a tear showed on Celena's cheek. The rest of the day soon drew to a close and they had to go back inside.
"You sure have big cuts on your back from that whip. I think you should tend to it soon." Jajuka whispered softly to Dillandau. At this time, the trio walked with a group of people who had been laboring in the fields. Celena walked in front of the two.
"It'll heal, don't worry." Dillandau said softly and emotionless, looking straightforward trying to prevent anyone to notice the conversation.
"But sir, you should..."
"I said don't worry." Dillandau tuned stern for moment, but then he soften a little after. Jajuka looked down shaking his head. He knew that his stubbornness would get him into trouble. There was long pause between the two. Dillandau saw that they were getting close to his and Celena's cell. "Jajuka, did you figure out how long we, Celena and me, have been here?" Dillandau asked.
"From what the Zaibech scientists have told me, they said that you have been here for three yea..."
"Hay you, stop talking!" the large man said hitting the hilt of his sword to Jajuka's side (*sniff sniff* Those Zaibech people are mean!) He stumbled, but he shortly straightened up, holding his side. Dillandau calculated in his head the number of years he had lived before the capture. 'So, that would make me ten.' Dillandau thought to himself.
Finally, Dillandau got to his cell/cage. His captors threw him in and locked his door without a pause. He turned around and did his eye glaring at the Zaibech Scientists again until they were out of sight. The Albino sat on his bed and sighed in exhaustion. Doing labor at the field is not an easy job. He then lay down on his back forgetting that he had cuts. Dillandau felt a sharp pain on his back just as it touched his bed. With a jerk, he sat up again. He never confessed, but the cuts really did hurt him unlike the whippings of his former master. It felt different, like there was something more to that cut. Celena was already in her cage and looked at Dillandau, she knew he pained. The girl looked beyond her bars in the front and saw Jajuka with a bag, walking toward the cell/cage. Celena was about to talk to him, but he was the one to first talk to her. Dillandau saw Jajuka and knew for an instant what he was about to do. He turned away with a cross look on his face.
"Celena, take this bag and help him with the cuts on his back no matter how much he refuses." Celena nodded and Jajuka swiftly walked away. 'I can't believe he just did that, after what I told him.' Dillandau angrily thought. The girl walked to the loose bar of her cell and took it out. When she got in to Dillandau's cell, after taking his loose bar out, the boy stood up and walked to Celena.
"Celena turn around and go back!" He glared narrowly into Celena's blue eyes.
"No." she said softly and held tight to the bag.
"Celena, go! I don't want you to worry over me. I tell you, I'm fine!" He tensed. The pain throbbed as if it was going through his blood stream like that time...
Celena put her fingers on his lips as if to silence him. That touch somehow made him less edgy. "Dilly, this is silly." She sighed and shook her head. "You should stop this stupid stubbornness of yours. Now turn around and let me help you."
"NO!"
"DILLY?" This time Celena glared at him. 'I hate it when she uses that name.'
Dillandau gave up, "Fine!" he said abruptly. She smiled. Dillandau folded his arms, rolled his eyes, and turned around having his back facing Celena, eyebrows knotted. He did that with all of his remaining strength he had in him, the pain seemed to make him feel weak. The back of his shirt was all red because of the bleeding the cuts made.
"Uhhemp." She croaked. Dillandau looked behind him. 'Uug, what is it now?'
"How can I help you with your cuts when you have your shirt on?" she said. Dillandau turned five shades of red.
"I didn't mean it in a bad way, just face the front. And remember that I'm healing your cuts. Kay?"
Dillandau faced the front, turned another five shades of red, and quickly took off his shirt. Celena saw a thousand scars on his back. She was appalled and her eyes saddened. 'How did he get these?' She thought as she caressed the scars with her fingers. 'I didn't want her to know, I don't want to be a bother to her.' Dillandau thought and sighed. When Celena herd the sigh, she snapped out of her thoughts on the scars and set her mind on the cuts on the boy's back. The cut were weren't deep, fortunately, but it bled some. Celena opened the bag that Jajuka gave her. There were four things in the bag: a flat green plant with spikes on the edges, a red towel, a note, and a small jug of water. The girl took out the note first.
Celena, The green plant in the sac is a healer and can lighten the pain of the cuts (Which I know he is even if he doesn't admit it.). I found it in the Emperor's garden (so you could say I stole it). All you have to do is open it, squeeze the juice from the plant, and put it on the cuts. But you have to clean the cut out first. When you are done, put it on the shadowy side of your cage and I will pick it up as soon as I can. Jajuka
She put the note back in to the bag and took out the towel with the little jug of water. 'Here goes nothing!' she thought and heard a thump. Dillandau laid on the floor in pain, just like that time when the ZS (Zaibech Scientists) stuck that needle in him.
"Dilly?" Celena said looking with shock at the wheezing boy. 'But they didn't give him a shot! What made him like this? Why are they doing this to us? I want to go home.' Celena started to cry. Then another noise came from his cage, the opening of his cage door. Celena gasped.
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Dillandau woke up on a platform colder then his own bed. He wanted to get up, but he couldn't. The boy was strapped down to the solid platform. A bright light shot in his red eyes, it burned. He heard voices from a distance. Familiar Voices. Dillandau tries to struggle out of his grips.
"What is to become of the she-thing and the half-dog because of their disobedience?" the cloaked figure said and it slithered out of his mouth. 'How dare he call Celena a she-thing and Jajuka a half-dog, don't they know we have NAMES!' Dillandau squirmed even more out of his grips.
"We are stopping the she-thing's food supplies for a week and the half-dog is right now in the Torment chamber." In shock, Dillandau stopped struggling. 'They're starveling Celena and torturing Jajuka. What are they going to do to with me?' He started to shake in fear.
"Now, what about the pale-it? It's being very violent lately." A third said, deeper and slimier.
"Yes, I agree. I think we should calm the pale-one, don't you think? Bring me the drug then!" Dillandau heard a figure chuckle; he didn't know whom because his head was immoveable. The next thing he heard was footsteps getting closer and closer, and then stopped.
"You already drugged it already. Wouldn't another one kill it? And remember, we are using the thing for the Fate-Alteration Experiment." A figure hastily warned.
"It wont hurt it, I assure you." Then Dillandau felt a needle being jabbed in his arm and the boy yelled in anguish. His eyes fuzzed out and blackened once more.
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The next day, the boy woke up dumb and confused because of being drugged. Celena woke up to an empty stomach and found no food on her cell floor. When time came for Labor, the ZS had to drag the Albino out because of the confusion in his head. Celena helped lead him to the field. Dillandau was being slow at working, so Celena helped him with the crops too. Celena felt a bit sad at the fields because Jajuka was not there. She looked at Dillandau for that smile of reassurance, but he neither smiled nor looked back to Celena. She sighs, but yet look beck again. The girl looked hard at that face and notices something; he's scarred all over yet his face has no blemishes.
One of the over-seers didn't know that Dillandau was drugged, so he thought that the boy was just being lazy. The Overseer hates laziness. He walks toward the boy and hits him on the head hard, but not so hard that he goes into unconsciousness. Dillandau drops his shovel and drops to his knees. Celena wants to help but she knows that she'll get into trouble. 'I'm a coward.'
"Work harder Palely!" the over-seer said and kicked the boy on the side. He falls groaning, his red eyes shut. Celena can't stand it anymore. 'I'm NOT a coward!' She walks toward the over-seer.
"Stop it now!" Celena yells angrily. The Overseer looks directly to the girl, grabs her right wrist, and twists it. She screams in pain. Dillandau's eyes shot back open. He looks at Celena in pain. He is angry. Dillandau walks slyly to the Overseer, his confusion gone.
"How dare you stop me!?" The Overseer took out his dagger from his boot. He laid it on Celena's neck. She winced. "I'll teach you a thing or two about such insolence!" The dagger pierced the girl's skin. Just as the dagger was about to go deeper, Dillandau caught the Overseer's wrist that held the dagger and twisted it. The Overseer let go of the girl. Celena dropped to her knees and held her neck with her left hand, the right arm swayed loosely. The boy's red eyes were on fire. He glared into the Over- seer's hazel eyes.
"How dare YOU touch Celena!?" Dillandau was about to flip the man over with his unnatural strength, but the Overseer was too quick. He took out his other dagger with his left hand. The Overseer aimed at the boy's heart, but misses. Yet blood is shown on the Albino's face. Dillandau saw with his own amazement, blood on his fingers where the dagger hit. The Overseer scared his perfect face. 'HOW DARE HE SCARE MY PERFECT FAAAAAAAAACE!' Dillandau yelled in rage. The Overseer, frightened by the raged Dragon (Dillandau), dropped both of his daggers. Dillandau kicks at the man and jumps on him, punching him up. Celena was shocked at the rage the boy has given off just because of his face. 'Dilly... stop.' The Albino went on for many minutes. 'Please, stop...Dillandau.' Celena pleaded in her mind.
"Dillandau, please! STOP!!!!!!" Celena hated fights. Ever since her brother Allen was picked on, she didn't like it. But when her brother was hurting back, she hated it! 'Why do people fight?' She hears shouting from a distance, they're coming after for Dillandau. Celena rushes as fast as she could to Dillandau and try to get him off the very bruised Overseer.
"Dillandau please, there coming. Be calm please, Dillandau!" her neck is feeling better so she puts her left arm on his shoulder to try to calm him, but he still rages on.
"He ruined my face, he shall get what he deserves." He punches the Overseer even harder. "If only I had a sword..." Celena was sick and tired of this.
"No Dillandau, no sword! Please, he's punished enough!" With all the girls strength, she pulled the boy off the Overseer. The ZS are here. Celena cries into his shoulder. The Overseer lays unconscious. 'What have I done?' The ZS cuff him to heavy chains and drag him back inside to the stronghold. Dillandau dares not struggle. The ZS grab Celena on her hurt wrist. She cries in pain. 'It's all my fault...' Dillandau drops his head in shame.
Someone is shouting from a distance. The boy lifts up his head to get a look at the commotion. A trail of scientists lead the way. Two of them carry a young man with strange blue hair and weird clothing. Dillandau strained his to get a better look. The young man has no left arm!
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AN: Sorry it took so long! ^.^! I Finally finished my AR for da year ;p and my musical is almost here. Please review!!!!!!! Do you who that young man was? WARNIG!!!! THE NEXT CHAPTER IS GOING TO BE SAD! That is why my story is a drama. But I promise you a happy ending, If I don't give up on my story first. Sayonara! (My friend Laura thinks Sayonara is Italian. I told her it was Japanese, but she doesn't believe me! She's silly that way ^.^) ~Infinitis~
~Infinitis~
Disclaimer: Uhhhh...
AN: 4/5/03 Wahhhhhh! Spring break is over and I have to go back to school! I hate it there. AND I HATE HOMEWORK!!!!!!!! In Indy (that's where I live), we almost had a tornado last night and my brother came home really late. That creeped me out! 4/8/03 TOO MUCH HOMEWORK! TAKES TOO MUCH TIME OF MY PRECIOUS LIFE! And so is the Musical I'm in (don't ask). Thanks for da reviews!!! ^.^
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Ruby- WOW! I didn't know people like it that much! Thanks for saying that! It really inspired me for this chapter! ^.~
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Chapter 4: Labor and torture~ years passing
Years pass by like silky, smooth, creamy butter (I feel like eating toast with that butter :p). But the days go by like molasses to the life of (the newly named) Dillandau. The cloaked figures (or the Zaibech as Jajuka told them) started to put Dilly (^.^) and Celena to labor out in some fields along with Jajuka. Celena befriended Jajuka after knowing that he was the one who helped her get well from that fever some years ago. The Canine creature was not of high ranking because of his half-dog half-human race. So he too had to work in the fields, but he would do it either way in order to help Celena who isn't very used to labor. For some reason, they have been watching Dillandau very closely for some weeks now 'I wonder what's going on? They're planning on something and I know it!' Dillandau glared at the so-called scientists when lifting his baskets of taters (And for those who don't know what a tater is, I shall quote from the famous book LOTR: "Po-ta-tos!"). But they just turned away. He stood there for a while with a basket under each arm. Celena looked at him, Dillandau smiled a smile of reassurance. A whip crackled at his back and he almost dropped his baskets. But he was used to the pain. 'I had worse' he thought gathering all his strength. Celena winced and looked away as the end of the whip hit Dillandau's already-scarred skin.
"Get back to work, scum!" a large man said and crackled his whip again only this time it made the boy loose his balance. Dillandau fell shoulder first into the dirt. Potatoes scattered all over the soil. He picked himself up and started to gather the taters ("Po-ta-toes!") to the baskets again. A small streak of a tear showed on Celena's cheek. The rest of the day soon drew to a close and they had to go back inside.
"You sure have big cuts on your back from that whip. I think you should tend to it soon." Jajuka whispered softly to Dillandau. At this time, the trio walked with a group of people who had been laboring in the fields. Celena walked in front of the two.
"It'll heal, don't worry." Dillandau said softly and emotionless, looking straightforward trying to prevent anyone to notice the conversation.
"But sir, you should..."
"I said don't worry." Dillandau tuned stern for moment, but then he soften a little after. Jajuka looked down shaking his head. He knew that his stubbornness would get him into trouble. There was long pause between the two. Dillandau saw that they were getting close to his and Celena's cell. "Jajuka, did you figure out how long we, Celena and me, have been here?" Dillandau asked.
"From what the Zaibech scientists have told me, they said that you have been here for three yea..."
"Hay you, stop talking!" the large man said hitting the hilt of his sword to Jajuka's side (*sniff sniff* Those Zaibech people are mean!) He stumbled, but he shortly straightened up, holding his side. Dillandau calculated in his head the number of years he had lived before the capture. 'So, that would make me ten.' Dillandau thought to himself.
Finally, Dillandau got to his cell/cage. His captors threw him in and locked his door without a pause. He turned around and did his eye glaring at the Zaibech Scientists again until they were out of sight. The Albino sat on his bed and sighed in exhaustion. Doing labor at the field is not an easy job. He then lay down on his back forgetting that he had cuts. Dillandau felt a sharp pain on his back just as it touched his bed. With a jerk, he sat up again. He never confessed, but the cuts really did hurt him unlike the whippings of his former master. It felt different, like there was something more to that cut. Celena was already in her cage and looked at Dillandau, she knew he pained. The girl looked beyond her bars in the front and saw Jajuka with a bag, walking toward the cell/cage. Celena was about to talk to him, but he was the one to first talk to her. Dillandau saw Jajuka and knew for an instant what he was about to do. He turned away with a cross look on his face.
"Celena, take this bag and help him with the cuts on his back no matter how much he refuses." Celena nodded and Jajuka swiftly walked away. 'I can't believe he just did that, after what I told him.' Dillandau angrily thought. The girl walked to the loose bar of her cell and took it out. When she got in to Dillandau's cell, after taking his loose bar out, the boy stood up and walked to Celena.
"Celena turn around and go back!" He glared narrowly into Celena's blue eyes.
"No." she said softly and held tight to the bag.
"Celena, go! I don't want you to worry over me. I tell you, I'm fine!" He tensed. The pain throbbed as if it was going through his blood stream like that time...
Celena put her fingers on his lips as if to silence him. That touch somehow made him less edgy. "Dilly, this is silly." She sighed and shook her head. "You should stop this stupid stubbornness of yours. Now turn around and let me help you."
"NO!"
"DILLY?" This time Celena glared at him. 'I hate it when she uses that name.'
Dillandau gave up, "Fine!" he said abruptly. She smiled. Dillandau folded his arms, rolled his eyes, and turned around having his back facing Celena, eyebrows knotted. He did that with all of his remaining strength he had in him, the pain seemed to make him feel weak. The back of his shirt was all red because of the bleeding the cuts made.
"Uhhemp." She croaked. Dillandau looked behind him. 'Uug, what is it now?'
"How can I help you with your cuts when you have your shirt on?" she said. Dillandau turned five shades of red.
"I didn't mean it in a bad way, just face the front. And remember that I'm healing your cuts. Kay?"
Dillandau faced the front, turned another five shades of red, and quickly took off his shirt. Celena saw a thousand scars on his back. She was appalled and her eyes saddened. 'How did he get these?' She thought as she caressed the scars with her fingers. 'I didn't want her to know, I don't want to be a bother to her.' Dillandau thought and sighed. When Celena herd the sigh, she snapped out of her thoughts on the scars and set her mind on the cuts on the boy's back. The cut were weren't deep, fortunately, but it bled some. Celena opened the bag that Jajuka gave her. There were four things in the bag: a flat green plant with spikes on the edges, a red towel, a note, and a small jug of water. The girl took out the note first.
Celena, The green plant in the sac is a healer and can lighten the pain of the cuts (Which I know he is even if he doesn't admit it.). I found it in the Emperor's garden (so you could say I stole it). All you have to do is open it, squeeze the juice from the plant, and put it on the cuts. But you have to clean the cut out first. When you are done, put it on the shadowy side of your cage and I will pick it up as soon as I can. Jajuka
She put the note back in to the bag and took out the towel with the little jug of water. 'Here goes nothing!' she thought and heard a thump. Dillandau laid on the floor in pain, just like that time when the ZS (Zaibech Scientists) stuck that needle in him.
"Dilly?" Celena said looking with shock at the wheezing boy. 'But they didn't give him a shot! What made him like this? Why are they doing this to us? I want to go home.' Celena started to cry. Then another noise came from his cage, the opening of his cage door. Celena gasped.
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Dillandau woke up on a platform colder then his own bed. He wanted to get up, but he couldn't. The boy was strapped down to the solid platform. A bright light shot in his red eyes, it burned. He heard voices from a distance. Familiar Voices. Dillandau tries to struggle out of his grips.
"What is to become of the she-thing and the half-dog because of their disobedience?" the cloaked figure said and it slithered out of his mouth. 'How dare he call Celena a she-thing and Jajuka a half-dog, don't they know we have NAMES!' Dillandau squirmed even more out of his grips.
"We are stopping the she-thing's food supplies for a week and the half-dog is right now in the Torment chamber." In shock, Dillandau stopped struggling. 'They're starveling Celena and torturing Jajuka. What are they going to do to with me?' He started to shake in fear.
"Now, what about the pale-it? It's being very violent lately." A third said, deeper and slimier.
"Yes, I agree. I think we should calm the pale-one, don't you think? Bring me the drug then!" Dillandau heard a figure chuckle; he didn't know whom because his head was immoveable. The next thing he heard was footsteps getting closer and closer, and then stopped.
"You already drugged it already. Wouldn't another one kill it? And remember, we are using the thing for the Fate-Alteration Experiment." A figure hastily warned.
"It wont hurt it, I assure you." Then Dillandau felt a needle being jabbed in his arm and the boy yelled in anguish. His eyes fuzzed out and blackened once more.
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The next day, the boy woke up dumb and confused because of being drugged. Celena woke up to an empty stomach and found no food on her cell floor. When time came for Labor, the ZS had to drag the Albino out because of the confusion in his head. Celena helped lead him to the field. Dillandau was being slow at working, so Celena helped him with the crops too. Celena felt a bit sad at the fields because Jajuka was not there. She looked at Dillandau for that smile of reassurance, but he neither smiled nor looked back to Celena. She sighs, but yet look beck again. The girl looked hard at that face and notices something; he's scarred all over yet his face has no blemishes.
One of the over-seers didn't know that Dillandau was drugged, so he thought that the boy was just being lazy. The Overseer hates laziness. He walks toward the boy and hits him on the head hard, but not so hard that he goes into unconsciousness. Dillandau drops his shovel and drops to his knees. Celena wants to help but she knows that she'll get into trouble. 'I'm a coward.'
"Work harder Palely!" the over-seer said and kicked the boy on the side. He falls groaning, his red eyes shut. Celena can't stand it anymore. 'I'm NOT a coward!' She walks toward the over-seer.
"Stop it now!" Celena yells angrily. The Overseer looks directly to the girl, grabs her right wrist, and twists it. She screams in pain. Dillandau's eyes shot back open. He looks at Celena in pain. He is angry. Dillandau walks slyly to the Overseer, his confusion gone.
"How dare you stop me!?" The Overseer took out his dagger from his boot. He laid it on Celena's neck. She winced. "I'll teach you a thing or two about such insolence!" The dagger pierced the girl's skin. Just as the dagger was about to go deeper, Dillandau caught the Overseer's wrist that held the dagger and twisted it. The Overseer let go of the girl. Celena dropped to her knees and held her neck with her left hand, the right arm swayed loosely. The boy's red eyes were on fire. He glared into the Over- seer's hazel eyes.
"How dare YOU touch Celena!?" Dillandau was about to flip the man over with his unnatural strength, but the Overseer was too quick. He took out his other dagger with his left hand. The Overseer aimed at the boy's heart, but misses. Yet blood is shown on the Albino's face. Dillandau saw with his own amazement, blood on his fingers where the dagger hit. The Overseer scared his perfect face. 'HOW DARE HE SCARE MY PERFECT FAAAAAAAAACE!' Dillandau yelled in rage. The Overseer, frightened by the raged Dragon (Dillandau), dropped both of his daggers. Dillandau kicks at the man and jumps on him, punching him up. Celena was shocked at the rage the boy has given off just because of his face. 'Dilly... stop.' The Albino went on for many minutes. 'Please, stop...Dillandau.' Celena pleaded in her mind.
"Dillandau, please! STOP!!!!!!" Celena hated fights. Ever since her brother Allen was picked on, she didn't like it. But when her brother was hurting back, she hated it! 'Why do people fight?' She hears shouting from a distance, they're coming after for Dillandau. Celena rushes as fast as she could to Dillandau and try to get him off the very bruised Overseer.
"Dillandau please, there coming. Be calm please, Dillandau!" her neck is feeling better so she puts her left arm on his shoulder to try to calm him, but he still rages on.
"He ruined my face, he shall get what he deserves." He punches the Overseer even harder. "If only I had a sword..." Celena was sick and tired of this.
"No Dillandau, no sword! Please, he's punished enough!" With all the girls strength, she pulled the boy off the Overseer. The ZS are here. Celena cries into his shoulder. The Overseer lays unconscious. 'What have I done?' The ZS cuff him to heavy chains and drag him back inside to the stronghold. Dillandau dares not struggle. The ZS grab Celena on her hurt wrist. She cries in pain. 'It's all my fault...' Dillandau drops his head in shame.
Someone is shouting from a distance. The boy lifts up his head to get a look at the commotion. A trail of scientists lead the way. Two of them carry a young man with strange blue hair and weird clothing. Dillandau strained his to get a better look. The young man has no left arm!
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AN: Sorry it took so long! ^.^! I Finally finished my AR for da year ;p and my musical is almost here. Please review!!!!!!! Do you who that young man was? WARNIG!!!! THE NEXT CHAPTER IS GOING TO BE SAD! That is why my story is a drama. But I promise you a happy ending, If I don't give up on my story first. Sayonara! (My friend Laura thinks Sayonara is Italian. I told her it was Japanese, but she doesn't believe me! She's silly that way ^.^) ~Infinitis~
