The Truth

Chapter 25

I sat on the cold stone floor, hearing the drops of water hit the stone, the sound echoing across the dungeons. Sobs could be heard, as I looked up slightly, to see Ama crying as she hugged Atlantis's body. It layed limp in her arms, for some reason I wished he was just hurt or passed out from the pain. "Liebling." I hear a familiar voice whisper, I look over seeing Reich, his eyes glistening with worry. "What are you feeling?" He questioned further as he leaned against the bars of his prison trying to get closer to me.

My red eyes locked onto his white ones for a few moments before casting to the ground. "Nothing." I finally answered after a few moments as my shoulders slumped. I felt ... nothing, no pain, no anger, no sadness, it was as if all the emotions I was feeling before were just fake. Like as if they didn't exist, they just ... upped and ran away.

I looked around the cell, each one of us got a separate cell, Pacific being the only one getting special treatment as his body was decorated in chains along with an iron muzzle around his snout. "We have to find a way out!" I hear America state, as he lifted his foot kicking at the bars in an attempt to break them down.

Hector walked by, looking down at him with a cold stare, "Keep trying, I'm sure the bars would bend eventually." He spoke as America slammed his fist on the bars in response, glaring at Hector in defiance and hatred. Hector didn't react but just kept walking before stopping in front of my father's cage, Ama looking over at him with betrayal shining in her eyes. "To see the outsider dead on the floor is relieving."

"You b@$tard!" Ama screamed out in anger, glaring right at Hector. "You betrayed us! Betrayed him! We all trusted you. You were our friend." She exclaimed, her tone mixed with anger and sadness as tears continued to flow freely down her cheeks.

Hector merely scoffed, "You were the traitor, letting an outsider become king of our people!? If it was another atlantean or even you I would have cared less, but it was him." He pointed right at Atlantis as his glare hardened. "An outsider knowing nothing of our people all of a sudden starting a rebellion against our true, atlantean queen."

"She isn't atlantean." I corrected, gaining everyone's attention as I spoke, my voice holding no emotion. "Atlanteans are the people born under my father's rule. Making Olympus an Olympian." I informed him as I met his gaze, not giving him any emotion to feed off of.

Hector rolled his eyes, "Whatever. What I'm saying is that she is the same blood as our people, not some tainted blood like you and your father." He huffed as he moved closer to my cage, causing my eyes to narrow.

"That's the biggest load of bulls**t I have ever heard in my life." Australia spoke, walking up to the front of his cell, taking his turn to glare at Hector.

Hector ignored him, keeping his eyes on me as he spoke, "All of your executions will be after Olympus has taken over your countries." He looked around at the countries before looking over at Pacific and Ama. "You two will be locked here forever until you both fade to dust, and you-" He looked right at me with a smirk. "You have an audience with Olympus herself soon."

Hector turned around, before leaving, slamming the hallway door closed. I then stood up, walking up to the bars as I looked down the stone hallway almost covered in iron bars, no sign of any weak points. I let out a sigh, there was no way out. I could only hope Isla and my brother are safe and far away from here.

Third POV

Hunter followed Seidon through the narrow stone tunnel that worked like vents to keep the castle cool. Hunter crawled across the moist stone carefully, making sure he wouldn't slip or end up sliding into Seidon's rear end.

"How much further?" Zilo questioned from behind Hunter, nearly slipping for the fifth time ever since they entered the tunnels. "I don't know how long I can handle this stupid slippery tunnel." He grumbled, his hand sliding out from under him, causing him to lose his balance for a moment.