Trapped in an Iron Grip

I'm Sorry For Trying to Solve Abuse With Child Abuse

Heisenberg knocked three times on the door in front of him before he heard you call him in.

"Hey, Karl," you said, putting your book down, "done screaming at executives?"

It's been about four hours since you left the village. True to his word, Chris took all of you to the BSAA Europe headquarters within the day. As soon as you landed, a stretcher was waiting for you and Rose. The doctors there didn't want to risk anything so they asked that you took Rose while Ethan and Mia got situated. You agreed but said that you needed to be in the same room as Rose until her parents got situated and could keep her close.

That was about an hour ago. The doctors checked you out and made you a better splint just to be safe. They also confirmed Canine's theory that you should be just fine by the next day, but you should monitor your leg and not jump into a new fighting season yet. It wasn't a lot of time before you and Rose were discharged and taken to your rooms.

Now you were in a little room with a cot and small dresser on the far wall. It wasn't much but it served its purpose to give you someplace to sleep and relax after the day you've been through. You were just glad that you had a functioning toilet after having to relieve yourself in the snow for the last twenty-four hours. Chris even had a book you liked brought to the room so you didn't get too bored.

"Yeah, but I can't tell you anything about it, though." Heisenberg made his way to you and sat down on the edge of your cot. "That boulder-punching asshole threatened me to stay quiet."

"With what?" you asked, laughing.

"Metal polymer composite bullets and a shit tone of explosives."

Heisenberg was telling the truth. Chris came up to him and told Heisenberg that he couldn't tell anyone what happened in the meeting room. Both Chris and Heisenberg got a little violent when their patience ran thin so a few of the executives that peeved them got a lot of new bruises and metal pens in their hands. 

You kept laughing as Heisenberg chuckled and took off his glasses and hat. Heisenberg set his stuff on your cot and pointed to your injured leg. "How does it feel?"

"Alright," you said shugging. "I get a few pains here and there but I'll live."

"Good, good," Heisenberg nodded and sat there awkwardly.

You moved around so you were sitting next to Heisenberg and looked up at him. "What's wrong?"

"...I need to talk to you and your family about something important."

"Is it about Rose?" you questioned. "Before Ethan and I got to the village?"

Heisenberg stared down at you and bit the inside of his cheek. "You know about that..."

You nodded and explained. "Ethan came in here earlier and told me that when he picked up the flask that you had, he saw images of you and the other Lords reaching to Rose with a sadistic smirk. He also heard Rose crying." You put your hands on your lap and played with your fingernails. "It wasn't the first one he had, there was one more after we put Dimirestcu's flask in that pedestal."

"You mean the Giant's Chalice?"

"Whatever the fuck it was called," you sighed with a small smile, "point is, we know and Ethan and Mia aren't happy with that information."

Heisenberg nodded and let out a strained breath. "I don't blame them..." Heisenberg trailed off as he stood up. "That is what I want to talk to all of you about, that and one more thing."

"Ethan and I are one problem, but Mia is not going to take an excuse, Karl," you warned as you grabbed the crutches the doctors provided for you.