I looked around the dark room, not being able to see anything but darkness. My breaths were shallow and quick, I didn't know what was happening. I stood up when the voice called my name again.
>>Who are you?<< I asked, my voice breaking halfway through the sentence.
>>Harry! Help me!<<
>>Where are you?! I can't see you!<<
>>Help me!<<
>>I'm sorry! I can't see you! I don't know where you are!<<
>>Harry! Hey! Help me!<<
The voice kept on calling me and I walked, I'm sure, in circles. There wasn't anything or anyone there except darkness. But the voice seemed to be near me, almost like behind me, and then it would come from every direction when I turned around.
It was confusing.
It was scary.
Especially because the voice sounded like Edward and Louis.
Especially when they turned to one's of my mother and father.
When they turned to cries of help of a mass of people. Some that I knew, some that I didn't. But it wasn't until -
>>Hey!<<
I was woken up by someone shouting. I looked up, seeing the cold walls of the cell and bars, then remembered that we were still prisoners. I couldn't even remember what I dreamt of. I started cursing at the guard, not even knowing fully what was happening.
>>You're coming with me. King's order,<< he said to Edward as he opened his cell, roughly grabbing him and pulling him up. At least, that was what I could've assumed because of the noises and sounds of struggle.
>>What, did ya thought I'll stand up on my own?<<
And Edward saying that.
The guard grunted. >>I thought you'd cooperate. Seeing as you don't have a choice anyway.<<
>>Why would it be easy when it can be hard?<< For fuck's sake, Eddy.
>>Don't challenge him, Ed,<< I told him, warning him. You never know what they might do.
>>Don't worry, sweetheart. He won't be challenging anyone for some time,<< the guard told me with a smirk as they both came into my view. I saw Edward clenched his jaw, knowing him, he was biting his tongue.
I saw the guard place something on his skin, on the arm where he held him.
>>What's that?<<
>>Like I'd tell you,<< he smirked. >>Let's go,<< he said, pulling Edward with him, who complied without hesitation.
What?
He had some kind of control over Edward. It was... Worrying. >>That what he put on his skin... It has to be some sort of drug or... Something,<< I whispered to myself. No one, of course, answered me since there wasn't anyone there. The rest were either sleeping, tortured or murdered.
In Edward's case, will get torture. Wouldn't be the first time, he knows how to defend himself, but it sure was one of the scariest times. And I was worried sick. I feel like I'm worried a lot.
>>Shit. Think, Harry, think,<< I mumbled.
>>To know people say how dangerous and scary you are is ridiculous right now,<< I heard a voice, making me jump since I thought no one was there. >>I was sent to guard you since my co-worker had direct orders from the king to interview your brother.<<
The new guard said. He looked much nicer than the previous one. Maybe it was his young face or soft voice, I'm not sure, but I wasn't afraid. He probably was more frightened.
>>You look like you're 15, boy. Don't try to be a man when you don't have to.<<
>>I'm not trying to be a man,<< he answered.
>>Let me guess, you already are because the king said so?<< I shook my head. Matthew was awful, letting young children be guards and soldiers. What if he was to go to war and had to take them with him? How many young people would have to die?
>>No. Because I'm a woman,<< he answered. Wait. She answered.
>>Oh?!<< I asked surprised. >>Matthew let a girl in his army? No offence, I've meet pirate women better than dozens of man. It's just... Matthew. And still, you look young.<<
>>I'll let you know, I'm 19. I was in the army before and he let me stay.<<
>>Why join at such young age?<<
>>I'm not sharing my life story with you. I'm here to watch over you. Be quiet,<< she said as she came to stand in front of the cell, back turned toward me. Dumb move.
I wanted to grab the gun she carried but when I got closer, it's like she sensed me and hit me in the head with the gun end. >>Don't mess with me and my shotgun.<<
I cried out from the sudden blow of pain and fell on my ass. I need a different plan.
We were like that for some time. I couldn't hear Edward screaming, not sure if it's a good or bad sign. Then I got it. She had keys on her waist belt. They were big and silver, they had to be from the dungeons. If I could just grab them, I could escape with Edward.
I started to strategy in my head when I heard screaming.
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