Cryptic world

No way around

Julie's hands in we're in bonds and so were her feet. Here hands were stuck in a metal ball just like her feet and the balls levitated in between the floor and roof. She was in a small cell. It was all grey. No colour at all. She was fighting to stay awake. Without realising it her eyes would slowly shut then she forced them back open. She knew Emille would come back he always did, but she didn't want Emille to come. He was going to die if he came. Briston had planned everything so well where even if everything went wrong it could still go right.

Every step Emille took was a foot closer to the end. Briston was a mad man. He was going to kill Emille and make Julie watch then most likely kill Julie. This world branded them as traitors, Criminals, brutal killers, but that was wrong. They wanted them to think that but Julie knew they were doing the right thing. Emille knew that even if Briston were to die there would only be someone worse to fill his shoes and there was nothing more then that. Emille had no purpose to fight Briston. He and Julie were condemned to die and he was just dong what anyone would do. Surviving.

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Cage lead Emille and Briston through the shadowy halls of the prison. Every soldier and officer that saw Briston instantly raised a gun before Briston told them to lower. Briston wasn't scared, he had no reason to be. It was Emille and Julie who should be scared and the other one, cage he would die too.

"Is this it?" Emille asked shoving Bristons face forward to the numbers engraved in the concrete walls. Briston acted scared and afraid.

"Y-Yes." He stuttered trying to force a tear out but failed. Cage stepped back in front of the cell and hit an 'open' button. The door screeched open and cage burst in. Julie was there in the mechanism tired and weary.

"Julie!" Emille released Briston and pushed him aside. Briston nearly slipped but managed to catch himself. He straightened out his white suit then rubbed away the crinkles in his tie.

Cage shot a bullet to the upper and lower ball. Julie's hands and feet were released and Emille caught her smiling.

"Your alive!" Emille exclaimed. Julie forced a smile on her face.

"Me? How are you still alive?" She joked through her tiredness.

"He had a little bit of help too." Cage chimed in with a wide smile. Julie looked to cage in confusion.

"Long story." Emille sighed. He put her arm around him and helped her up, Her knees buckled but she didn't fall.

"Alright, where's the nearest vehicle?" Emille asked Briston as cage, Julie and Emille entered the hall.

"You mean your leaving? Are party is only getting started." He smiled crossing his arms. Before Emille or cage could react guards swarmed in on both ends of the hall. Cage raised his gun and Emille stayed back. "Take Emille and the girl to my head quarters and send cage to The Prims island." Briston ordered as he pulled out a white hanker chief. He unfolded if dabbing spots of sweat on his forehead.

The soldiers closed in around the three prisoners. Emille tried to stay away but knew there was no getting out of this one. The guards placed Emille in hand cuffs an object Emille was all to familiar with. Julie was escorted by two guards and cage was brought away.

"I hope you to like steak." Briston smiled nodding his head.