The boy stared at Allen's smiling face, shocked and puzzled. That seemed to temporarily snap him out of his funk as he appeared to fumble with what to say in response. Johnny seemed to smile at that as well, leaning over closer to Allen.
"Good thinking," He whispered to the white-haired boy. Allen only shrugged in response.
"It was only a generic question. What did you expect me to say?"
"Oz."
Allen and Johnny both turned their attention back to the boy as he spoke, giving away his name. Both Allen and Johnny started laughing at that.
"Oz? Like in the Wizard of Oz? The old book?" Johnny asked cheerfully.
"What is that?" was Oz's only slow response. With the way he was eyeing them, it wouldn't be surprising if they sprouted wings and started doing the chicken dance. Yet in those depths, hidden by confusion, Allen could see loneliness and sorrow. Just like me… I wonder what happened to make him this way…
Johnny was the first to speak.
"It doesn't matter. Now to get you free…" Johnny spoke, leaning down to examine the stones. Sticking his hand in between the bars, he flicked the nearest one as if to test it. The stone shattered at once, causing Johnny to back up in shock.
"Whoops."
The light on the seal fades slightly, allowing Oz to lift his head with less effort and look into the eyes of his saviors. Allen couldn't help, but feel a blossom of hope at that. Maybe this Oz person wasn't as broken as he thought, just restrained. Johnny seemed to notice this as well for he did the same to another stone close by before placing a strange device on the bars.
"This might be a bit… iffy…" Johnny warned as he clicked a button in the side of it. With a flash, the metal door fell off its hinges, the shock of both boys noticeable as Johnny laugh nervously.
"There."
Allen at once made his move into the cell, knocking out the other two seals before settling his gaze onto Oz.
"We need to bandage that wound." Allen spoke as he took off his coat and tie, bundling up his coat and shoving it into Oz's side before using his tie to hold the make-shift bandage in place.
"There. That should work for now," Allen said, pulling away from Oz as he helped the boy to sit up. His green eyes glittered in pain as the wound hurt him, but Allen knew he would live.
"Now to get out of here…"
"I think we will have to worry about them first…"
The second Johnny spoke there were angry yells. Looking over, Allen saw the same red-cloaked figures from earlier running toward the small group of kids. Pulling Oz onto his back, Allen set off in a run, following Johnny.
After what seemed like hours they reached sunlight, the warmth soaking into their skin and removing the chill of the cold stone prison. Placing Oz down, Allen collapsed panting on the ground with Johnny right next to him.
"I don't know why you are helping me… there is no point in it or anything… it is not like anyone is going to pay you for getting me free…" Oz mumbled, looking at the green grass he sat up.
"So?"
"Hmm?"
Allen sat up, his tired muscles protesting. Still, there was no time to relax yet.
"We are not after money. To be honest we don't even know what you use for money here. See we are from another place. Not just another country, but a whole other world. We were just walking on a street one minute and ended up in that dungeon the next,"
"So that was what you meant by being lost. Makes sense. The whole getting lost in a dungeon thing kind of threw me off, when you had to know where you were heading to get in there in the first place," Oz spoke slowly as if trying to wrap his mind around what he was hearing and saying. Though his words sounded as though they took much thought, his voice said otherwise.
"Exactly. So will you help us?"
"I… don't know… All of this makes very little sense, plus I am the last person you would want help from. I am nothing, but a trouble magnet, no, a tool of destruction. I appreciate your help, but I think you would much rather find another guide,"
"So?" Allen spoke again, the same kind and almost cocky smile on his lips.
"You… are insane…"
"I sure am!" said Allen with an overly-cheerful tone. Meanwhile Johnny looked at the two boys, amazed and worried at their similarities. Those two would either be the best of friends, or the worst of enemies. Only time will tell Looking up into the blue, blue sky Johnny couldn't help, but feel hopeful and happy. Maybe, just maybe, it would take coming to this new world to ease Allen's loneliness and the thought of that happening filled Johnny with joy. But, as he said before… only time will tell.
Yay! Two in one night! Updated this and updated The True Blood-stained Black Rabbit. Wow what a boring title... Oh well!~ Anyway, I hope you liked this. Sorry for the later releases. School started, so I have had less time to write, but don't worry. Once I get more used to school, I will be writing more and more. Don't forget to comment! I can't improve if I don't know the opinions of others. Until next time! See ya!