Alrightty...I cannot say how sorry I am for taking so long to update this fic..but I had swine flu..I hope thats a good enough excuse..not really...but I did actually have it..its just not a good excuse..also for peoples who care my Merlin fic is just up..finally.. it's called Merlin's Pain, Anhora's Game...go read it if u wanna!!

Sooo...this chappie is back to Will..YAY!!...I love Will...anyways....it also is with Halt and Gilan and my brother is really really annoying me cause its 7:40pm and the mozzies are out and he keeps walking inside and out and he will not shut the door so I have to keep getting up and closing it...Im in a good mind just to lock him outside!!


name of chappie is Desperation..basically, everyones quite desperate..Will is, Halt is, Gilan is..Joel's just a bastard..

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Chapter 17 - Desperation

He's sick, just absolutely sick, Will thought to himself. It had been hours since Lukas had left him, just hanging there, and Will hadn't been able to sleep. He could barely feel his arms because they had been up for so long, his back was throbbing, he could feel his blood running down it, he was hungry and dying of thirst but there wasn't a thing he could do about it. His broken leg was totally useless and did nothing but hurt, the other leg was exhausted from holding all his weight, his head was heaving and eyes itching for sleep.

So he was left alone with nothing but his pain and thoughts.

What if he was never found? Stuck here forever being tortured by this sick person who thought it was genuinely fun to do this to people. What had he ever done to deserve this? Nothing. He was sure Halt was searching for him, he had to be. He would never leave Will, would he? What if he was still where Jason had left him? Or someone found him and didn't realise Will was missing.

The thoughts ran circles inside Will's already pounding head and they only served to make it hurt even more.

Sometime during the night Will must have dozed off because the next thing he knew he jerked awake, crying out as he accidently put weight on his broken leg. As it collapsed underneath him his arms were pulled, the chains biting into his wrists.

Will closed his eyes in pain and slowly regained his feet, foot, withholding a sob.

"Morning m' lovely," came a sickeningly cheerful voice.

Will reluctantly opened his eyes, knowing it could only be one person.

Lukas.

He stretched his arms above his head as he strode over to Will.

"How are we feeling today?"

Will opened his mouth to insult the man but his throat was to dry, raw from screaming.

"Nothing to say to me?" he looked slightly disappointed. "That's not very nice. No matter," he flashed a cruel smirk. "We have all day together."

Lukas walked away, to the coals of the fire and Will stiffened in fear. He remembered all too well the pain from last night.

Lukas noticed the movement and smiled. "Don't worry," he said. "I'm only getting it started again. I have to cook over something right?"

"Where is Will?!" Halt practically shouted at Joel. They'd been trying to get answers out of him for nearly an hour but he wasn't saying anything.

And Halt was getting desperate.

He stepped forward and grabbed Joel's shirt, lifting him off the ground. "Just tell me where he is."

Joel looked Halt straight in the eye. "No."

Halt screamed in anger and threw the younger man down.

"You think I would tell you?" Joel sneered.

"If you don't I'll-"

Joel cut him off.

"You'll what?" he laughed. "I would rather spend a million days torture at your hands than a minute's torture at Morgarath's hands. You have no idea what he can do."

Halt stormed off angrily.

Gilan made sure Joel was secure and ran after him.

"Halt."

"I just don't know what to do Gilan," Halt looked at Gilan with pleading eyes.

Gilan had never seen Halt like this, so helpless, so unsure of what to do.

Halt continued, "It's been too long, the tracks have faded too much. We can't rely on them anymore and he's not talking and what he said...about Morgorath...what if-what if Will's-" Halt's voice broke.

Gilan laid a hand on Halt's shoulder in comfort, but Halt felt nothing. His apprentice was probably enduring the worst torture. That's if he was even still alive-NO! Don't think like that, Will is alive.

The old Ranger took a deep breath and composed himself. He was going to get an answer out of Joel whether he wanted to give it to him or not.

Will watched as Lukas sat in the morning sun eating breakfast. In the light his pale face seemed to glow. After leisurely eating he stood and brushed a few bread crumbs off his chin. Will watched, almost enviously. He was so hungry and his body being so weak needed food if he had any chance of surviving. But he was only hungry. Will would eat if the food was given to him but there was no way he would ask. He wouldn't give Lukas the satisfaction. It would take a lot more than this to break Will. He was, still is, Halt's apprentice. He had been trained well.

"So m' lovely," Lukas' smooth voice startled Will out of his thoughts. "How do we want to start today?"

A cold chill hit Will as he once again remembered the night before.

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