Chapter 6
Crimson
It's all a fog, different memories fight in their brain… from the outside they just sit, motionless and stare, but on the inside a war is brewing, it has for years…
That war is completely different from the new one, but they are somehow connected… because what are you really.. And why are you even sat on this earth to begin with?
"Crimson", the voice is familiar, not in any other sense THAN familiar and as blue eyes meet black, the war dies out, one side has one…
His side…
Cell 49 is where they live, it's up the ranks, not high enough to have any impact, but not low enough to be forgotten… A hundred cells, a hundred people, a hundred faces that always seem new. Some of them though, an inkling of familiarity creeps up, takes hold of their brain and it feels warm somehow.
The chair is red, as far as they can remember it's always been red and when they sit on it, it is as if it hugs them, like it's made for them…
Then pain, unbearable pain, as sounds, and smells and memories of a forgotten time, or a time never happened washes over…
"Come on", it's a boy's voice, he eggs them on… on a frozen lake. The ice underneath both of them creaks, and the hesitantly voice that barks out never finishes as darkness, and coldness hugs them, suffocates them.. They hear a voice, the boy maybe, calling out for them…
"Lucca!"
They smell burning flesh and opens blue eyes to see an arm, fastned to the chair, the arm is as red as the chair, and for a moment they know where the color comes from… the putrid smell hits their nostrils and the pain creeps up, takes hold and pushes the last remaining thoughts of anything else away… they want to heal… so that's what the do…
The lightning that burns stops, as burned skin heals faster than lightning can hurt it… like branches, there are scars upon scars, most white and fated, but the new ones are red and irritated, despite the healing.
"Crimson", blue on black again, everything forgotten, familiarity falls over them once again, they go to the side…
His side…
"Sir?" someone interrupts, cladded in black with a red R on the chest "both Lapis and Canary are waiting for you"
"I'll be there shortly", he says and they look up, once again it is blue on black… "go to your cell my dear?"
They nod, starts walking
The man looks at the other, "take me there immediately"
"Yes, Giovanni sir" the other says as they leave the room with the red chair.