After their training the bluenette and redhead had tied, which they were fine with, but the others weren't. They wanted a definitive victor so they knew who to congratulate. Well two wanted to congratulate them both but the smallest blader was still upset. He hadn't won in the match, and to make it worse was the first out, only wanted to congratulate the redhead
"You all want to get some food before we go back to our cells it'll give us more time to find out about Kai and this newly discovered dranzer" the redhead asked turning to regard the others as he waited for the answer. When he didn't get a reply he tilted his head slightly in confusion but before he could ask he collided with a non-moving object making him fall to the floor with an annoyed grumbled. He stood turning prepared to yell at the person for knocking him down. The words died on his tongue when his eyes followed the figures legs up to a broad chest, finally to the smirking face of a guard
"It's forbidden to talk in the halls" he shook his head mocking the small boy whose eyes were wide in fright. The redhead was well aware of the punishment he'd receive for breaking the rule and it wasn't a pleasant one. Grabbing the redhead's shirt he dragged the resistant boy down the hall to the punishment room where he wasn't going to be seen for hours. The crimson eyed boy was about to ask what punishment his new friend would receive but seeing the grave look on the others faces changed his mind. Instead he just followed the trio to the breakfast hall.
All four of them sat in silence till the bluenette couldn't take it any longer "when will he be back?" the burly blond answered his question
"Depends on who he gets but most likely nine-ish. Our curfews usually half 8 as we're some of the youngest here" the crimson eyed boy nodded still not eating his food. At home he would be beaten for not finishing his food but here they didn't seem to care as long as you were well enough to stand they let you get on with it.
"Can I have yours?" he looked up to see the big nosed blader leaning over the table to point at his food underneath him an empty tray. Hoping to make amends for beating him in training he pushed his tray over. Smiling at the bluenette he eagerly ate his extra food
"Why'd you give him yours?" the burly blond asked mouth full
"Not hungry" was the short reply. After that not much was said and the crimson eyed boy left early to head back to his cell.
He wasn't very confident that he knew the way but the abundance of yelling guards soon guided him back. When he reached his bed he flopped down ignoring the sting in his arm for about 5 seconds before it started throbbing "ow" he rubbed his arm gently trying to sooth the pain with little success. While he lay there rubbing his arm he remembered the redhead seemed to know something about his arm he hadn't told him about. He decided he'd wait for the redhead to ask him about it and also to make sure he was ok. From what the others had told him he'd be gone for a while and from the fading bruises on their arms and necks they'd be punished like he was.
"They're not bad are they dranzer?" he asked her. He knew she couldn't reply but he had spent the past 2 years sharing all his thoughts with her. It was second nature now to tell her everything even if they were just pointless thoughts that drifted through his mind. "They seem nice. I hope they are. I want them to be." He rolled over onto his good side to sleep for a while.
They had told him that sometimes they had double training especially if there was an important match soon after which there was. He had heard one of the guards talking about it to a man in a lab coat on his way back to his cell. Using his scarf as a make shift blanket he wrapped the tails around himself the soft material making him fall asleep much quicker than normal.
A rough shake woke him from his sleep and opening weary eyes he saw the lilac haired blader looking quite exasperated as he hauled the sleepy boy out of the bed. He hissed in pain but it went unnoticed
"What's wrong" he asked trying to pull his pained arm from the others grasp
"You realise the call for afternoon training went out like 5 minutes ago?" the lilac haired blader pulled him down the hall towards the strength room, where the children would build up their physical strength to a level the scientists deemed adequate for the time being,
"No I didn't" he answered stopping his futile attempt at trying to free his arm from the boy's iron grip and instead changing his focus to rubbing his eyes which were starting to droop from tiredness
"Boris is getting real mad, if you're not there soon you'll get one hell of a whipping" the mention of a punishment effectively numbed the pain in his arm and fully woke him "course you'll get punished anyway but if you're there soon you'll only get a minor one" wanting to reduce his punishment as much as possible he started running faster, so fast that he passed the lilac haired boy who stumbled as a result.
Making it to the room they took a deep breath preparing themselves for what was about to happen. The lock click rang in the bluenettes ears, biting his lip nervous to what would happen if they found out about his arm he followed the lilac haired boy into the room. In the room were weights that would be more suited for body builders, treadmills, cross trainers basically everything you'd find in a typical gym but looking much scarier to the young boy.
"Come on" a slight tug on his arm gained his attention and he followed the lilac haired blader to the abbey director who had a scowl imprinted on his face. "I found him sir" Bryan kept his gaze on the floor worrying the bluenette all the more
"Good go back to work Bryan I'll deal with this" the lilac haired boy released the bluenettes arm turning without looking up "care to explain yourself boy?" the purple haired man asked towering over the small boy making him feel all the more insignificant
"I-I'm s-sorry sir I-I didn't h-hear the call" he admitted cursing himself for letting his voice shake so much
"Well we'll have to make sure you learn to pay attention wont we?" he placed his hand on the small boy's shoulder making him bite his lip nervously as he was led away.
In a way he was grateful to be taken from the room. If his arm was as bad as the redhead led him to believe he wouldn't do much good training but a kind of panic he hadn't known for a while was filling him. The kind where he knew what was going to happen but couldn't do anything to stop it. At home he was always taken by surprise with his punishments as they alternated from mental to physical abuse at random. But here he was positive they mainly used physical punishment as not one boy he had seen since his arrival didn't have some kind of injury be them bruises or broken bones, since many had casts on their arms or legs.
"Go in" he pushed the boy into the darkly lit room when he hesitated chuckling as the boy span round trying to get to grips with the new place. He was going to have fun punishing this boy.
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