Ehe well i finally updated the story!! :D I hope you enjoy it after the long wait I made you go through for the next chapter. *sheepish grin* Anywho R&R please!!

Disclaimer: I don't own Kyou Kara Maou but if I did Yuuri and Wolfram would be married by now *fan girl scream* XD

Luci sat down in one of the couches in the front lobby of the inn. She would sit in a position for a few minutes then squirm into another one. It was a given fact that it was hard to sit still under the cold glare of Conrad. Murata was upstairs in one of their rooms with the wounded Wolfram.

Conrad stopped pacing and took a seat across from her in the large lobby. "So, care to tell me what happened?" he placed his hands under his chin but his gaze remained unwavered (AN: is that actually a word? O.0). Luci squirmed again under his gaze and switched her position to a different one. She had her hand clasped together in her lap and her ankles were crossed on the floor. She was staring intently at her brown boots as if they were extremely exciting.

It wasn't that she didn't want to answer his questions but she was very scared (for her life and for Wolframs) and whenever she tried to open her mouth nothing would come out. She silently cursed herself for getting into this mess.

"Let me ask again, what happened?" Conrad moved to a closer chair and continued to stare her down.

If this is their method of getting information out of people then it sure sucks, Luci sighed as she thought to herself. She opened her mouth one more time to attempt an answer but quickly gave up when no sound came out.

Conrad looked at her quizzically, "Can you not speak?" Luci's face grew red and she shook her head no, implying that she could talk. She sighed again and rested her face on her elbow. She grabbed a handful of her dress with the other out of frustration. She heard a sigh next to her and some shuffling. She looked up to se Conrad walking away.

"W-where are you going?" she finally found her voice and directed her question to her interrogator.

"Since you won't answer my questions I'm going to get someone else who will make you talk to them." He continued his flight towards the stairs. Luci shrunk back into the chair, trying to make herself disappear. She knew that she would have to answer truthfully but she didn't want to give everything away. Even if her father treated her as a slave she still loved him deep down in her heart. As she sat she tried to remember the kind man he used to be when she was a child. She frowned as her efforts came to an end and another person walked into the empty room.

"Eh? It's you." She looked into Murata's face.

"Yes, it's me. Is that a bad thing?" Murata asked while positioning himself in the chair that Conrad had just occupied.

"Um, ah… no. It's not." She hung her head limply and folded her hands again in her lap. She thought of all the questions they would ask her and the types of torture they would use to get the answers. "You won't hurt me right?" She whispered. She wasn't expecting an answer and jumped when she got one.

"Well that depends on what degree we find you guilty." Murata tried to get the atmosphere a little lighter. It felt like it was the end of the world in the room. There were a few minutes of silence and he contemplated what to say to get her to start talking. Finally he decided he would start with one of the simplest questions he could think of.

"Your name is Jordan, right?"

She paused, opened her mouth, and then closed it again. She looked as if she was fighting a battle in her head, "Um, no."

"What is it then?"

There was more silence and the battle continued. Luci didn't know what to do. If she told this man her real name then they could trace her back to the organization but if she didn't she could be endangering herself. Eventually she decided to tell him her real name. I'm probably going to die anyway. She told herself to try and make herself feel less guilty at a possible chance of giving the organization away.

"It's… Luci. Luci Primas." She squinted her eyes, waiting for the next question. When none came she opened her eyes and looked at Murata. He was looking off somewhere else and there seemed to be a glaze over his glasses, almost as if he was in the room, but he wasn't.

She took the chance to immerse herself in her thought again. While thinking she came across a memory from so long ago in an almost different time that she had almost forgotten it.

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"Papa, this place is so huge! Luci is lucky to be able to come here!" A smaller version of Luci pranced around her father's office. Her father chuckled a low laugh and sat down at his desk. Although she was young she had noticed that he had begun to change. The father that she loved wasn't really the same anymore. It was almost as if he was slipping away from her. Suddenly there was a loud knock on the large doors leading into the room.

"Permission to enter sir?" a small voice squeaked from behind the doors. Luci ran to her father's side as her father gave whoever it was permission to enter.

A small old woman entered the room in an old faded yellow dress. She was hunched over and her hair was pulled unto an impossibly tight bun at the top of her head. She walked with an old shuffle and if you listened closely enough one could hear her raspy breathing.

"Luci" her father sung. "Meet Aunt Martha! She will be your caretaker from now one."

"But papa," Luci grabbed at her father's trousers, "I don't want to leave you. I want you to be my caretaker." That was the first time he had hit her. Her small body slumped on the ground as tears sprung up into her eyes. She had sat there waiting for her father to say something but when she looked up he had already disappeared from the room. Aunt Martha slowly made her way over to the slumped form of Luci on the floor.

"There there dear." She comforted Luci when she saw the tears in her eyes. "Your father doesn't mean it when he hits you; he's just going through a hard time."

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Luci shuddered. Aunt Martha had been just as bad as her father. Instead of hurting you physically though, she hurt you mentally. Luci remember how she had nearly thrown a party when Martha had died a few years back. She looked around the room again and noticed that Murata was staring at her.

"Ready to continue?" he asked. She blushed a little at her stupidity of spacing out like that.

"Yes." She whispered. Even though whispering wasn't hiding anything it still made her feel better, more secluded.

"Are you part of an assassination guild?" Luci cringed at this one. This guy was a smart one she thought to herself. He had been able to figure her out just by her name.

"Hm… no need to answer that one, your reaction made it obvious enough." He sat still for another few moments, most likely thinking of another question.

"Were you on a mission to kill Wolfram?"

"Yes."

"Did you?"

"No." this caught a puzzled look on his face. Yes he had seen a vision of her and Wolfram but he was sure she had been the one to kill him, er at least, almost kill him.

"If you didn't, who did?" At this she paused and bit her lip. She wanted to rat out Jordan for what he did, but he still had been her friend and if the Maou didn't kill him then most likely they would. At last she decided to tell Murata. What can I lose? He's probably dead. She thought sadly as she thought up an image of him. For a second her mind was carried off into another time and place.

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A quiet sobbing filled a small room. The room was filled with crates and boxes of all different sizes. The door opened and a boy walked in carrying a few boxes in his arms. He stopped when he heard the sobbing. He slowly put the boxes down in the available space then creeped around the room until he found the source of the sound. Eventually he found a small girl with red hair hiding in the corner crying her eyes out.

"A-are you ok?" he asked as he walked towards her.

She flinched and scrambled more into the corner. "Go away. I didn't do anything wrong! I promise…" she wailed. At a closer look she had a swollen eye and bruises down her right arm.

"Wa?" the boy stumbled in his path. "Why do you think I'm going to hurt you?"

"No one likes me. Papa doesn't even like me. He gave me to Aunt Martha."

The boy's mouth opened a little bit. "Your father did this to you?" he asked as he crouched down by the girl. "Who's you dad?"

"He's the leader here." The boy slumped down a bit. So this was the girl that rumors were always spread about. There was an awkward silence before he could think of something to say that would comfort her. Eventually he spoke up.

"Hey, do you wanna be friends? I don't even know your name or anything but that's just a minor bump in the bond of friendship."

The girl looked up at him, trying to see if he was just trying to trick her and make her make a fool out of herself. When he didn't say anything else she asked, "Do you really mean it?"

"Uh, yeah. Why wouldn't I?

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Luci smiled to herself. Ever since that day Jordan and her had been unseperetable but now things would have to change it seemed.

"Jordan."

"Excuse me?" Murata asked.

"The one who killed Wolfram name is Jordan." (AN: This sentence doesn't make any sense but I couldn't think of a different way of saying it, sorry!)

Before either of them could say anything else the doors to the front lobby were thrown open and in between them stood a flustered Yuuri and a confused Yozak.

"Where's Wolfram?" Yuuri yelled into the nearly empty room. Luci quickly looked at the ground to avoid meeting Yuuri's gaze. Murata told him that Wolfram was upstairs getting treated. Yuuri ran up the stair as quickly as he could while Yozak stayed behind with Murata.

"Who's this?" Yozak jerked a thumb at Luci.

"She's our main suspect for hurting Wolfram. Turns out she was supposed to do the job but someone stole it from her." Murata waved his hand in the air and motioned for Yozak to come sit.

"So what have you gotten out of her?" Yozak casually asked as he made himself comfortable in his chair.

"Well so far I know her name is Luci Primas, she's from an assassination guild, and a boy named Jordan was the one who killed Wolfram."

"Hmmm, interesting." Yozak pursed his lips then leaned in towards Luci, "So, did you want to kill him?"

Luci jumped in her skin. They hadn't addressed her in awhile. "Ah, well, at first I didn't really care. It was either Kill him or lose my life." She quickly averted her eyes to somewhere else in the room.

"At first?" Yozak urged her to continue.

"It wasn't until I met him that I started to change my mind." Luci blurted out. She blushed and quickly covered her mouth.

Murata and Yozak looked at her with a new pique of interest in their eyes. "Since you couldn't do it, "Murata questioned, "did you ask this Jordan fellow to do the job for you?"

Luci looked disgusted at the thought, "No! I would never. In the guild we were raised to do everything by ourselves, if we didn't we would grow weak and be picked off by others." Crap. Luci quickly covered her mouth and kicked her shin. I've said too much she wailed to herself.

"Do you know were Jordan is?" Yozak finally asked.

"Jordan!" Luci jumped out of the chair and made a break for the door. Even if she was mad about what Jordan did she still didn't want to condemn him for that. He had been there for all of the hard times in her life. She was stopped when she felt a firm hand grab her arm.

"And where do you think you're going?" Yozak raised an eyebrow.

"Jordan could be dead right now!" she realized that she was crying and lifted up her other hand to wipe away her tears.

"Tell us where he is and we'll go and get him. If anything we need him to be arrested." Murata stated as he walked up to Yozak and Luci.

"He's in a cave; I'll take you to him." Luci whispered. She felt horrible for getting Jordan involved in this whole mess. If only she had never asked him to get the sword. If only she had never met him.

The black haired sage, the orange haired spy, and the red haired assassin made their way out of the hotel and to the park where Wolfram had been stabbed.

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"Wolfram don't you dare die!" Yuuri sobbed as he sat at the edge of the bed Wolfram was lying in. He was holding Wolfram's hand and he was crying. Conrad stood behind him with a hand on his shoulder. The best healer they could get from the town was working on trying to heal Wolfram.

The healer would skitter to one spot grab something then go somewhere and grab something else. Then she would make her way back to Wolfram and sit there for a few minutes. She kept on continuing this pattern. Eventually Yuuri fell asleep and Conrad left him there. He was going to take him somewhere else but he figured if he woke up and Wolfram wasn't around he would freak. Also it was probably helpful to Wolfram, to feel the warm hand holding his.

"How's it going?" he asked the healer.

"I don't know. He needs a more skilled healer than me. I can only do so much."

"Can you keep him alive in the time it would take for a healer from the palace to make it here?"

"Probably. It all depends on if his conditions change."

Conrad huffed out a sigh and sat down in one of the chairs in the room. He massaged his temples before he decide that he needed to get some fresh air. As he walked out the lobby doors he ran into Yozak and Murata and the Luci. She was crying and her eyes were all puffy and red. He decided he would see what the matter was. He figured out that by the time they had gotten to the cave Jordan had died. His body was mangled and his bones were bent in directions they are never meant to go in. Conrad leaned towards Murata, "Don't tell Yuuri. He probably did this and it would make him horrible to find out that he killed someone." Murata agreed and passed the message onto Yozak. Luci didn't even hear what they were saying. Her mind was far away remembering her times with Jordan as a kid and all of the moments they had shared together.

She sobbed harder at this. She had lost the one person who had ever cared for her. By now she knew that her mother and brother had died and in heart her father had died too. Now she had lost Jordan. She felt as if there really wasn't any reason for her to live anymore. No one would miss her if she suddenly disappeared one night.

Murata seemed to know exactly what she was thinking and he firmly placed a hand on her shoulder and shook his head no.

"You can't kill yourself Luci. We need to help you to help save Wolfram."

Sorry that the ending sucks! I really suck at writing endings to chapters and I'm trying to improve on that. Also I wanna apologize to Skipper713 and I want to pass the message on to not be mad! I will keep my promise, and to the fact that I feel like the chapter got worse as it went on. I don't know if you feel like that, but I do. Anywho I still hope you enjoyed it! Please review!!