2: Hostage

When Lila awoke the next morning she found herself in unfamiliar territory.

The walls were barren and the temperature was well below freezing in this room. She knew she was inside because it was fall and it was hardly this cold out yet. She involuntarily shivered and sat upright without thinking first, looking around the room to see where she was.

There were a lot of monitors and a mammoth hard-drive on the opposite side of the room. Apart from that, there was the couch that she was laying on, a couple of filing cabinets, and a couple of extra spare storage containers that she couldn't see inside. It was like a basement or a dungeon, there was no window or any windows for that matter.

It was solid.

This place was built to keep things in and keep things out.

"I guess… he really did take me," she whispered. "But, where did he take me?"

She rubbed at her eyes, wondering what had happened the night before that had caused her to wind up in this place. She could remember her interaction with Unknown and how he had forced her to walk with him until they reached a car, and then he covered her eyes.

It was a blur from that point as her body had been on autopilot.

The rest was… lost.

So, this was what she had to work with. She rose to her feet and began to inspect her surroundings to see if she could locate what exactly would explain the purpose of his room or if there was some kind of hint on how to get out of the room.

Pushing against the door didn't work as it seemingly locked from the outside.

That was a damn fire hazard!

The computer was password locked, so that was a moot point, and nothing else gave her what she needed. Frustrated, she sat down in the chair and stared at the blue light from the monitors praying for something to happen or materialize. It never did.

She sat there for quite a while until the door slid open and the sound of boots thudded against the floor. She seized and tried not to turn around. She knew that that had to be Unknown; There was no telling how he was going to react or what he was going to do when he realized she was awake.

His hand pressed to her shoulder and he chuckled at the way she tensed up and tried to remain calm, "Hello, princess. I see you've finally woken up. Good. I have work to do and you have a lot to learn."

She sucked in a breath, "Where the hell are we?"

He leaned in closer so that his breath ghosted against her ear. He chuckled, "Mmm. I know you're not really daft. Don't tell me you forgot what happened last night. This is paradise, remember? I brought you here to save you from those who continue to hurt you out there, and you're going to repay me by being my cute little assistant."

"I- I never… agreed to that," she whispered, almost inaudible.

Lila wasn't looking at him. She was staring at his reflection in the monitor and his wicked smirk only grew as her discomfort did. He just watched as she squirmed and slowly lost what remained of her composure.

Unknown's hand caressed her cheek, cooing, "Oh, I knew you might say that. You never disagreed, either, cupcake."

Well, he was right.

She never said no.

"What am I supposed to do?"

"Go through those files," he said, bluntly.

She stared at the back of his head with pursed lips, "And what exactly am I looking for in these, anyway?"

His patience was wearing thin. It was obvious that he didn't like that she couldn't read his wants and desires as soon as he thought of them. Lila was no mind-reader, and she wanted to know what the hell she was doing for him. She hadn't exactly gotten much out of him since he would often leave her hanging without giving away much.

Mint Eye was a paradise for the down-trodden.

This was a safe haven for people that had been hurt, and it was supposed to be a place where pain didn't exist at all, supposedly.

Well, the ache in Lila's body seemed to prove that was wrong. She was hurting and exhausted to the bone. There was no sense of peace in her heart right now. She hadn't seen enough of it to make her own conclusion. Unknown had her on a ball and chain.

She couldn't stray far from him as his trust was low in other humans.

Lila could see that he was close to being rash. She changed her tone, carefully, and looked down at her lap. "I understand that your mission is very important to you. If you want me to help you, then I have to know something. What is this goal? What are we trying to achieve here? What exactly is it you're all aiming for?"

His chair spun around and he faced her, one leg crossed over the other and head resting against one of his hands as if he were bored. "Let's just say the goal is to show my Savior something amusing. There are people out there that don't give a fuck about how much they hurt others and they reap what they sow, what goes around comes around, right?"

Lila still struggled to connect what that had to do with the messy documents about people that seemed very average. There was something about a student, a businessman, his assistant, an actor, an infamous photographer, and a hacker. It seemed like a weird group. It was like somebody was playing Mad Libs and grouped the strangest options.

She gripped at the paper in her hands, "What exactly do these people have to do with that? What did they do?"

His mint eyes narrowed.

Oh, that was the wrong question, wasn't it? Quietly he rose from his chair and began to walk in her direction from across the room, and she went quiet. There had been a few times now that he had lashed out at her for saying too much or too little. She knew that she was walking a tightrope but she needed to understand this man.

Why did he want her so badly for this?

Unknown was a quiet man, most of the time, anyway.

He was swallowed up in his work and once he got to work on something that had to be done right then, thusly, he paid her no mind whatsoever and just continued to toil away on a very so-called big "important project". She wasn't even sure what he wanted her to take care of, as she was left to her devices most of the time.

It felt more like she was a glorified toy, rather than some assistant.

Though, it wasn't like he was denying her anything that she needed.

She may have been stuck to his side like super-glue but she still could do basic human fun. Nobody will know how grateful she felt to be able to take a hot shower of all things after days of being trapped in this damp cellar of a room. She just ran on his schedule most of the time and that was no way for a to live.

Unknown took care of himself pretty poorly as far as she could see since he worked as long as humanly possible and beyond that, and she wound up spending a good amount of time making sure that he ate something when she did.

It took a bit of pressing to get him to agree to let her roam the halls. But, it wasn't like she could escape when he could watch the cameras wherever she went.

It went a little something like:

She had been staring at him for some time and it still flabbergasted her that this man could push himself to the brink of passing out, and as much as she wasn't sure how she felt about this guy, he couldn't up and die on her in this room. "Hey, you haven't eaten in hours."

His fingers never left the keyboard and he continued to type the next set of the log, "What of it, princess? I've gone far longer without food and drink than a few hours. This is nothing to me."

Her expression fell flat.

Just what was this place like if he felt like he had no choice but to starve himself? What had he gone through that made this a reality? She shook her head, "...That's not okay? I don't know what you've been through but you need to eat if you want to keep up your energy on this… project."

"Tch," he scoffed.

Unknown seemed less than impressed with her attempts at trying to be nice to him.

"You're the one that said I'm your assistant now, well, part of that job means that someone makes sure you have everything that you need," She said, pointedly. "So, let me out of this room and I'll go and make you something."

Unknown paused, and then finally, looked over his shoulder at the girl. "Fine. If it'll get you to stop nagging me every couple of hours. You better not try and make a fucking run for it. You'll be punished severely if you do."

Lila stared at him, "I won't. I know I'm in no position to do something like that. You're the one that controls all the cameras. It's pretty pointless to make a break for it when you're with the strongest guy in the building. I just… figured you would benefit from eating something substantial instead of crackers. I know that's not filling."

Her gaze shifted away from him momentarily.

"You're practically skin and bones, you know? I've... been there before and it's not fun. It's a really bad habit to stay off of it and reward yourself with it later. I spent a lot of time in and out of the hospital when I was younger for those types of choices, I'd hate to think of anyone going through that, even somebody like you, Unknown."

Unknown didn't know what to say to that.

He just looked over her face to see if there was a lie in any of those words. Most of their banter to this point had been about work and her constant inquiring of this and that. It led to a lot of bickering back and forth.

Perhaps it was that he didn't know how to respond to somebody that had nice intentions. Nobody had ever thought of him enough to do something like that. He was always looking to do what others expected of him and all his other needs did not matter.

A part of him was sure she was doing this so that she could keep breathing here without worry, but her tone was so genuine.

"Fine," he said, lowly. "Just don't speak to anyone when you're outside of this room or there will be a price to pay."

Lila snapped out of her daze when Unknown stopped in front of her and reached out with both of his hands. She thought that he was going to touch her but instead he grasped from the loose papers from her hands and stared into her eyes.

"You'll know soon enough," his voice was haughty. "They're a group of liars and traitors that work under the guise of helping others. They act high and mighty when in reality they throw every person that is in need under the bus. You may look for the good in everyone but I assure you that these people are rotten to the core."

Lila was taken back by his tone. She flinched at the vicious vitriol and bitter animosity in his voice as he spoke of them. She had seen him become sour before but it was never like this. He was angry, but never like angry enough to seethe.

She slowly nodded her head to show that she understood his words.

"I… I understand," she murmured.

Then, like the flip of a dime, his expression changed, and he brushed his fingers against her cheek in such a tender motion.

His lips curled upward enough to hint amusement or pleasure, but you would blink and miss it.

"You like to wait and listen, don't you? You look for as much information that you can seize out of people before you speak to them. You know you can't trust everyone, and you're wary, cautious. It's an admirable trait. That's what I want you to do, princess. Learn everything about these bastards and relay whatever information that you can find."

"...That's it?"

"That's it. I have to focus on more important matters. I've seen as much of these people as I need to see to know their type. Why waste my time when I have you here to help my mission? I'm a very busy man, princess. My Savior expects me to do better than I did before."

Savior, again.

He wasn't the boss of whatever this place was as he answered to a higher person and they often called him and told him what to take care of. He would listen so closely to the voice on the other end of the speaker that it seemed like he was hypnotized. Anytime she inquired about that person Unknown would tell her that she had no reason to be with the woman yet.

His Savior was busy running this place.

However, there would come a time very soon when she would be by to see how much progress she was making at Unknown's side.

Unknown was a strong presence, already. To even imagine that there was somebody at this place that held more power and respect than he did with the believers? It was hard to think about. Every time she passed by someone in the halls they would duck their head and hurry away from her sight as fast as they could do so.

He made it abundantly clear that she was with him.

If anyone crossed him… well, she was scared to think about what may become of that person.

"Because… I'm here?" Lila supplied, unsure.

"Exactly."

What was she supposed to provide to prove her worth to somebody like that?

She was hardly that great of a person in the first place and the fact that anyone had some kind of faith or expectations to be better than she was made the air more suffocating than it already was.

She was far from great.

Unknown seemed to sense her troubled thoughts.

It was like she was as open as a book without having to say anything. Cupping her face in his hands to give her the first gentle touch she had received from anyone in days was quite a shock. They were so close at that moment that she could feel his breath against her cheeks.

"I wouldn't have chosen you if I didn't believe you were worth the trouble," he murmured. "I don't waste my time on people that won't satisfy my aspirations. I wanted you from the moment I saw your face. Don't take that lightly."

"I…"

He shushed her immediately. "Don't open your trap, princess. We both know your weaknesses, and how you hate yourself. I see your worth. You should learn to see it for yourself. You could be so much stronger if you just accepted it."

His praise didn't come to just anyone.

She had seen the way he looked at the rest of the believers and seen the way that he was when he was alone and with her instead. He barked orders at those that were useless and not good enough to do what they had to do. She was different to him. As strange as it was, she kind of liked the fact that someone needed her so much.

She had never been needed by anyone before.

Nobody had ever thought of her as more than an annoyance. Even her big sister had to pity her for the trouble she caused. That was why none of them had even bothered to speak with her since she decided to leave.

They were probably glad that she was gone now.

Glad to be rid of something that stained their good family name.

It might have seemed awful at first to come to this place, but perhaps it wasn't such a bad thing that she came here.

Unknown was different.

He saw something that nobody else did. He saw worth in her talents. He saw the person underneath the weakness and tears. He had chosen her out of anyone else he could have had. He could have had anything he wanted, it wouldn't have been that difficult with his ability.

Maybe he was right, after all.

Lila peered over his shoulder at the monitor.

She could see bits and pieces of that messenger app that he had used to speak to her with, except this variation looked much less glitchy compared to what they had been using. "So, the app you tested on me was only the beta form of what you've been building over here?"

He didn't seem to bother her inquiry if it was into her knowledge of his strength.

"Mmm. You could say that I've been building this from the bottom up from old traces that the Savior kept," Unknown said, his voice was very matter-of-fact. "I've nearly uncovered what I need to get it stabilized."

So, he had built this from nothing, only going off of images and photos. It was impressive. She could remember coding websites in high school and the numbers even then had been far over her head and too much for her to understand, she wasn't ever the brains, she was always the creative one that made things look good.

This was a whole other ballgame compared to that functionality.

His goals right now are to build this from the bottom up and learn as much as humanly possible about the RFA. That was split between the two of them now, but he was making much more progress than she was if she was being honest.

She was backtracking social media and looking up as much reachable information was available to her as humanly possible.

Everyone has accounts but not all of them were active enough for her to find what she needed. It also made her sick to her stomach when she got too far into it. Lila had never really stalked anyone's profile before. She never really saw a point in it. She was hardly active on her own pages sans for posting her work and fashion photos.

Unknown had made it sound so simple, easy, and without much issue.

"What's going to happen when you finish it?"

A chuckle escaped from the back of his throat. "That's when the real fun is going to begin. If you want to see a real wild adventure take place then you'll love it when we get to that point. I haven't decided yet how far I want to take it. But, I know what I want. It's only a matter of time until it's within my grasp."

She knew what he wanted.

He wanted the destruction of those people… the RFA.

This group of people that supposedly held parties for charity and did good for the sake of others, but everything that Unknown said seemed to imply that that was a cover.

They all had different levels of issues and yet, there were two members that made him angrier than anything.

All of them were guilty by association in his eyes. Lila looked away from him and then blurted out without thinking, "You mean your revenge against Luciel? I-I mean, that redhead, right? That's what you're excited about? Right?"

She hadn't meant to say that name.

"That's what you're looking forward to doing… it's all you talk about so I just thought..."

Excuses.

Excuses.

If she so much brought them up he would begin to berate her and speak down of those people. She didn't know them as he did. She was an outsider looking in trying to learn as much as she could and his help never went far enough to give her what she needed. What was so evil about a man who took photos or a man that seemed to work for an underground ring to survive?

What was it about them that made them evil?

All she was seeing was the surface.

A man who was quiet and too polite for his own good, and somebody who seemed to laugh and have fun teasing others. Where was the evil in that? She didn't know. He would never tell her about the past at length. If she said anything that sounded even the slightest positive, her back would hit the floor and he would damn near wrap his digits around her throat.

Curiosity kept hurting this cat.

Today was no different than those times, the minute she spoke that name to him, it was like the gates and chains holding him down had been unlocked in the zoo.

She found herself pinned against the wall with his fist mere inches from the side of her face. Her breath was quickened and she stared at him with wide, fearful brown eyes.

"I told you not to say that name," he hissed.

"I- I'm sorry, I forget," she choked. "But that's it isn't? That's why you're working so hard. You want to get him back for what he did to hurt you in the past, right?"

He was every bit furious with the world as he was smart. His being was intimidating was that of fury and scorn. Everyone could see the hatred in his eyes and they treated him accordingly, but Lila could have sworn she saw a glimmer of something more underneath that pain.

Hurt?

Trepidation?

Dare she say, scared?

When he spoke of that man, it was like he wasn't even seeing the room in front of him anymore.

It was like he was envisioning a memory or the past of the future, it was never entirely clear. He wasn't looking at her with his rage. He was looking at the idea or the vision of this man that had hurt him in such a way that left him unable to explain it.

His voice was venom, and his fingers on her arm were as cold as ice, "I'm going to ruin everything that that redhead has built for himself out there in the world. He thinks he can live carefree when he knows what he did.. He'll rue the day he fucking decided to do what he did. I can't wait to see him burn down to ashes. It's all I can think about. It's all I've ever wanted to see happen to that bastard. It's what he deserves. When that traitor is finally in my grasp, I'll show him what hell is."

Unknown meant what he said.

He wouldn't stop until he destroyed that man.

Unknown had been gone for a long time.

He often left her alone to work in this room without so much as a goodbye and it would be hours before he came back. Her only liberty to leave was to go one place and then come right back; She wasn't technically an inducted member of Mint Eye, yet, that would be coming soon, Unknown would remind her every now and again.

If she was a full-time member then a lot more freedom would be given to her to exist. For now, she was stuck under Unknown's lock and key. It's what his Savior dictated. He did whatever she wanted him to do.

Lila wasn't sure she was a fan of that idea.

Freedom sounded great.

But, she didn't believe in any of the ideology they spouted that came with that freedom. She knew that their intentions weren't as holy as they seemed to be. She was trapped here without a choice, however, so what she wanted wasn't going to be considered.

Her phone had been tinkering with so that it only worked to communicate with Unknown as far as that went. She never answered when he called and she always had to answer when he called or else he would scold her actions.

He was the only person in her world and without him around things got rather dull, rather fast.

When he wasn't working, it was so easy to speak to him. He listened to anything that she wanted to say and he would expect the same of her. A lot of that talk revolved around work, but there were lingering moments when he would give her more information about himself as a reward for her hard work on this project.

She figured out that she had him read wrong from the start.

His past really had been horrible from what he did say. Years of not being allowed to eat or go outside, years of loneliness, years where he considered the only friends he would ever have flowers in the garden outside of Mint Eye. It wasn't all of the pieces to the mental puzzle she was building but she was getting a better understanding of this man.

He was a mystery she wanted to unravel.

It was strange.

This person was more than just who he wanted people to believe that he was, and she couldn't help but want to know more. He knew everything in the world that he could dig into about her due to his long research. She didn't have that liberty with him. She wasn't that smart. Sure, she knew her own way about things but he was another caliber.

Another class entirely.

With pursed lips, she stared down at her device with a frown.

Where was he now? What was he up to? Was he working in the field for more intel or was she speaking with his Savior? When would he decide it was time to come back? There weren't many places that she could think of, and he wasn't somebody to do things at his own leisure.

Her hours were defined by time with and time without. She couldn't get a lot of work done without his help.

He knew that.

Time began to blur and she was lost in a daze until the sliding door opened and the room was illuminated with the natural light. She squinted at the doorframe and rubbed at her eyes until her vision cleared up.

She wasn't sure who it was but that figure just seemed too small to be Unknown's own, he was a lot taller than that. Still, her voice was ever hopeful as she stared at the person, quietly questioning the person, "...Unknown?"

Their face was still distorted from the light but Lila could see the hint of a smile, "Oh? Is that what he decided you should call him? Interesting. Though, I'm not very surprised. He's not fond of that other name."

Her voice was soft. She sounded like she was very kind, and gentle. She seemed to radiate the light that she was bathed in; It was strangely comforting and foreboding in a way. She stepped inside the room and broke the illusion. That was the first time that Lila really got a look at this woman and she noted her features.

She was hardly taller than Lila was when she stood up. Her long blonde curls framed her face in such a way that curved just right and what stood out the most were her eyes. They were deep emerald green, just as Unknown's were in a way, but these were far more natural compared to the unnatural hue that he had.

She had this air about her that made you respect it. She may have been small but it was easy to see that she could be a force to be reckoned with if she so chose to be.

His other name?

Oh.

His real name.

There was something in her gut telling her that this woman was more than just a regular visitor, and that would stand to be proven. Lila bit at her lower lip, "...You wouldn't happen to be his Savior, then, would you?"

The woman's lips turned into a smile.

She began to walk forward, "Yes, that would be me. What a clever girl you are. I am the Savior of Mint Eye, and you're the girl that Unknown chose to help him with his duty. I must admit, I was hesitant to believe that he went out to find a partner for himself. He's very dedicated to Mint Eye's cause, and if he thought he needed help I would have supplied it myself."

Lila didn't budge from her spot. She didn't think that she could. Her voice sounded so sweet but the implication in her words was far from polite.

"So, when he told me that he found someone worthy of our cause on his own, I wasn't sure why he would do such a thing. But, now I understand. You're a pretty thing, and he's always had trouble with that. I would hate for him to get distracted from his work because of some girl," the Savior stopped in front of Lila.

She paused, reaching forward to gently brush a strand of hair behind the girl's ear. "But, I'm pleasantly surprised. His work has gotten much quicker since he took you at his side taking care of things. You may just be a great asset to my boy, and to me. You haven't even tried to escape, though Unknown can be a brute if he doesn't get his way. You've just quickly dedicated yourself to our cause."

Lila swallowed, "Well... Unknown made a very great spiel about Mint Eye. He's very convincing and it wasn't that hard to choose an allegiance from the way that he describes this lovely place you've created to protect others."

The Savior did as Unknown would do, looking through her words and her expression to try and locate a lie of some kind. It might make matters worse if she thought she saw something she didn't like. This woman controlled Unknown's life by all accounts.

She was the reason he was working himself to death, the reason why he hardly ever slept or ate, the reason why he saw no option but destruction, the reason why he was fighting so damn hard, and the reason why Lila had to try and dodge a minefield of danger to ensure that Unknown was functioning as a human being.

This woman was dangerous.

Lila had to watch what she was saying.

"I don't see why I shouldn't help him or Mint Eye. He's given me an opportunity to be useful," Lila added. "It would be foolish on my part not to recognize something this important. It's a pleasure to ensure your goals. I realize I am not privy to everything yet but I hope to prove myself worthy of his selection."

She seemed satisfied with that answer, now. Her hands dropped back to her sides and she hummed thoughtfully.

"I'm glad to hear you say so. I would hate to think about what would befall of Unknown if you were to cause any trouble. After all, he vouched for you. If you make trouble then he will suffer for it. I can't control what others may do… or think of him if you were to mess things up. It seems my worries were for naught. In due time, my dear, your ceremony will take place. I look forward to it. I hope you do as well."

Ceremony?

Unknown had mentioned his once when she inquired. It was different for everyone who went through it and how you reacted to it would change drastically depending on who you were. It involved a small number of tests… as well as something else he wouldn't say aloud.

The final test, perhaps?

Lila had a feeling though, that it had something greatly to do with his dependency on that glimmering bottle of liquid that appeared in his hand every couple of days. It was clearly a batch of something strong.

His moods would change drastically before and afterward. If she asked about it, he would never answer directly, he said that he only took enough of that to ward off the headache he had. It was his special medicine. A few swigs of something was one thing. But whatever that something was, it seemed like nobody should take it at all.

Those so-called natural remedies that people made never turned out to be good in any sense of the word. If they were making stuff like that, what else was going on in this place?

If she was going to have a ceremony soon…

Lila couldn't stomach that thought.

What was worse was the realization that his Savior was holding his safety over Lila's head.

She was making herself clear and she didn't care what happened or how Lila reacted to it. If she messed up then somebody was going to pay. She didn't want to be the reason that Unknown got hurt or the reason he got into trouble. He already had the weight of Mint Eye on his back, being the only person in charge of damn near all security.

Lila would give this woman credit for something:

She knew how to control people and bend them to her will whether they liked it or not.

Lila's worry had been justified.

Unknown was gone for nearly two days straight.

She wasn't entirely sure if the hours were right because she didn't really have the sunlight to go by most of the time, just the clock on her phone that signified the hours and how long it had been since they had spoken. She didn't have anything but her thoughts and worries to keep her up at night.

It was weird without Unknown.

She almost forgot what it was like to be alone with her worries and thoughts. She spent that time pilfering online to look at this and that. There was nothing interesting going on with the RFA that she could read over and that left her with just the option to look back home to see what everyone was up to there.

Did they miss her? Were they even worried? Did they even care that they hadn't heard from her in weeks?

Lila clicked each profile one by one and her heart sank. There wasn't even a mention of her name and they were doing all sorts of family events. It was like she didn't even exist. It was like they were doing it on purpose. It was like she wasn't even alive.

Nobody gave a fuck where she was or what she was doing.! She wound up tossing the device on the floor out of sheer rage and frustration. She covered her face in her hands and just wept. There had been a reason why she hadn't even considered checking back home. Lila feared that this was what was going to happen if she dared to click open.

It was true.

It was all true.

Nobody cared. Not a soul had even been bothered to ask where she was or how she was or what was happening. It was a cruel reality. It stung and it cut into her insecurities like a knife. Unknown had been right.

Nobody out there appreciated her in the slightest, and she was a fool to think that she could just keep living like that. He had wanted to protect her from getting hurt like this, and that was why he brought her to this place.

Lila didn't want to believe it.

But, the facts were right in front of her face and she couldn't deny that.

This was the universe's way of letting her know that she never really mattered to anyone and her life was just sort joke of cosmic joke. She hoped that whoever was laughing at her expense was happy with themselves. Because she understood now the truth that she had long been denying and lying to herself about.

For a long time, she just laid there on the ground and stared mindlessly at the ceiling. Her heart was so tired and weary she couldn't even bring the tears to spill out anymore. It felt like this was all she was going to know from now on.

Unknown might not come ever back. His Savior might have finally punished him for bringing an outsider into their midst. He could have realized that she wasn't even worth his trouble, either. So, it was much to her surprise when the door finally opened in the middle of the night and Unknown was politely shoved into the room.

He looked far different from the strong man that he made himself out to be. He staggered, stumbled, and fell to his knees. His chest heaved in and out, but whatever he had in him was all but gone from his body.

Unknown looked like he had been run through a wringer.

His face was pallor, hair was unkempt, and his clothes were disheveled. Whatever had happened to him while he was gone had not been good at all and it showed in the way he could barely pull himself off of the floor. It looked like he was hurting too damn much.

Lila almost immediately sprang to his side and the door shut as soon as she reached him, locking them both inside. She pressed the back of her hand to his forehead and nearly recoiled at how hot it felt to the touch. It wasn't okay.

He wasn't okay.

"Hey," she whispered, mostly to herself because he seemed to be in a world of his own. "Hey, you're really warm. I need to help you lay down, okay? Can you work with me?"

He grunted in response.

It wasn't enough but it was something and she could work with someone who at least had some sense left. It took a good bit of energy for her to help him but after a few minutes of struggling to hold his weight up, he flopped over onto the couch with a thud.

It was haphazard, but hey, she was working with fire!

Lila glanced around the room for a moment. There wasn't much in here that would help him and since she had heard the lock from the outside with an audible click, that meant that she couldn't get out and get him anything to ease his fever.

"Shit," she cursed.

There wasn't a lot that she could do for him, now. It made her feel really helpless. Whatever they had done to him had really messed him up good. This was just a beating, they had given him too much of something and let it burn in him. There was no way he was going to be able to get up out of this on his own.

Lila would have to go through a list in her head and see what she had and didn't have on her, first, that would be the smartest bet. There was a bit of water somewhere in this room that she hadn't finished and she could probably makeshift a rag if she tore hard enough at something. He was in no state to do much besides sweat this out.

She looked back down at Unknown. Something in her chest stirred at the sight of him. She wasn't sure what it was but it was one of those sensations that you couldn't ignore.

He looked… vulnerable.

There was no scowl or mask for him to hide behind in this state. For the first time, she was really seeing him. His tired eyes, his worn expression, his feathered brows, how small he was, and how fraught with deep pain he was.

She tore her eyes away from him and went to work as quickly as she could manage, returning a few moments later to his side. Lila sank down to her knees and gently placed the rag against his forehead, smoothing out his tousled locks in the process. It wasn't much at all, but it could ease some of his discomforts.

She wished that she could do more for him but this was all that she could do now. Lila found herself asking him as she lowered her face in her hands, "Is this because of me? Do they do this because you brought me here?"

His voice was as surly and blunt as ever, even in a state like this, "...No."

Lila looked up at him, surprised to hear an answer so soon.

Unknown was looking at her but it seemed like he wasn't all there with her just then. He was awake but he was looking right through her instead of at her. He winced and turned his head to look back at the ceiling.

She didn't want to rush him, but she wanted to understand why they would hurt him if he was so important to everything. How was she supposed to believe in this cause of his if they were going to hurt him? He said nobody got hurt in this place!

Why would you put the strongest person out of commission like he wasn't that important?

"Why, then? Why are you like this?"

"It's a… reminder."

"Of what?"

"..."

"Unknown, please…"

"..."

He didn't respond.

Lila wasn't going to get an answer from him.

She started to get up, thinking that she would check the room for anything she may have missed but was stopped when something grasped her wrist. It was clammy, but it was his hand.

When she turned her head to look back at him, his green eyes were far different than the ones that she had come to know these past few weeks. Lila didn't see a hardened and calculated gaze of a cold genius, instead, she saw the eyes of somebody who was hurting badly and seeking some form of comfort from the ache.

It was like…

It was like he was an entirely different person.

Her breath caught in her throat. Until this point, there had only been vague glimpses of something more in his eyes and now she was seeing clearly what was underneath his cold exterior. Unknown was running himself ragged. He couldn't keep doing this. He was tired, and he was looking for something to fix this.

He couldn't do this alone, he had said.

"Don't leave me alone," he said, his voice quiet and so unlike himself. At least, the man she had come to know. His plea was desperate and it was seemingly all that he had in him. "Please, don't leave me… please… please."

Lila's heart sank.

She knew that she shouldn't let herself start to view this man more than her captor but it seemed more and more like he was trapped as well without a choice in the matter. His green eyes were as mysterious as ever and she found herself drawn into them like a river flowing out to sea.

She was drowning, being lured out in deeper and deeper water, so deep that her feet couldn't touch the ground any longer.

There was no turning back from this point.

Lila gently removed his grasp from her wrist and laid back next to him. She maneuvered his arm a bit so that it rested over her hip. If she was drowning in this place, then she was going to be the one to drown herself within him, nobody else would make that choice for Lila.

"I'm here," she told him. "I'm not going anywhere. I'm going to stay here with you. I won't ever leave you, okay? I promise."

AUTHOR'S NOTE.

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