Ah, yes. Part 5 of Fading Lights. The last part of the first season.
Let's end it off with a bang, shall we?
After the unfortunate turn of events a few days ago, Jura finds himself in a different area than he's used to and will meet new friend...
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I led Jura through the place, rubbing my collar a bit like usual when I was feeling uneasy or nervous. Xander had realized that long ago and asked why I was doing this, to which I just shrugged. Jura however stayed quiet while I did it, watching and following. He was a highly... Confusing individual. When he saw my predicament of having a chain shoved behind my teeth, he didn't even hesitate to help. Sure, it hurt like absolute hell and I'm sure he managed to get me to bleed some more, but he tried his best to stay gentle. He didn't show any disgust about saliva and blood, he just wiped it away like it's nothing. And he didn't once say anything about the fact that he is definitely a bit scared. He seems to trust me for some reason... We came a long way from when I was aggressive towards them. If it started when Zeph and I got Nightmare out of the void, or when Xander and I started dating, it'll always be a mystery to me. All I know is that they put a ton of trust into Xandy and me. Xander... I sighed weakly when I thought about him. He must be so worried and scared for me... How did he feel when they found me dead in the room? Honestly, I'm not too sure what ended me in the first place. I assume blood loss or a shock. We turned a corner and I immediately jumped back, pulling Jura with me. He let out a small squeak before hiding behind the corner again. I watched as the guards now were searching for us, fully aware that we were around here somewhere. With a quiet sigh I sunk to the ground, trembling. Jura looked worried at that and crouched down beside me, rubbing over my shoulder. I glanced up at him with a small smile before yelping when one of the guards found us. They immediately alarmed the others and I just shoved Jura away and showed him to run. He hesitated and wanted to get me too, but I didn't let him. Eventually Jura gave up and started sprinting down the hallway, away from my now surrounded body. All weapons were pointed at me, so I knew I was in for a treat.
A few hours later I was still hanging in my room. They had tied my hands together and hung me on the ceiling like a piece of meat. Every once in a while one of them checked to see if I was still hanging there. Not that I couldn't, but I guess they're paranoid now. They have started searching for Jura, but every one of them said that they couldn't find him. I lowered my head onto my chest. Guess he's the only one getting out. That's good. For him at least. A few hours later the leader of the slavers came over, visibly pissed. He had a rather big box with him, making me tilt my head a bit. Soon tho a slave came in with a barrel full of hot coals and an iron bar. Oh shit... The leader put the box down and eyed me. "Where's your friend?", he asked, his voice sounding rather grumpy. I chuckled and shrugged a bit, as far as I could that is. "I ain't telling ya. He's probably out of your range by now anyway, so there's no need to search for him." That was the wrong answer. The leader got out a whip and harshly hit me with it, making me screech and flinch away. Something wasn't right with that whip, I felt something hot dripping down my back that could only be blood. My breathing turned into a panting of agony as I tried to calm down and ignore the stinging pain, trembling heavily. This was gonna be a long day... He came up behind me, grabbed my hair and forced me to look at him. "Where is he?", he growled. I let out a huff before spitting into his face and hissing. He paused for a moment, removing the saliva before letting go and leaving the room, only commanding the slave to do one single thing. The next 24 hours I spent screeching and screaming in agony as they tortured the hell out of me.
When the leader returned at the next day, the floor was covered with a thick layer of blood. My body was covered in fresh wounds and my own red juice, I couldn't even move anymore since I felt like I'd die at every twitch. I trembled heavily, tears running down my cheeks. My eyes turned from green to a dull grey, I had screamed so much that my voice was fully gone. The slave offered me some water and helped me drink before he left me and the leader alone after bowing. He stayed silent for a few minutes, eyeing me. "Where is he?", he asked again. I genuinely didn't know where Jura was now. For all I know he could be long gone, back with the others. I whimpered a small "I don't know" before I fell silent again, my breathing getting raspy and my vision slowly fading to black. I was brought back to reality tho when he gave me a hit into the stomach, nearly making me throw up. A quiet howl escaped my throat, I could only see stars for a bit. He huffed quietly. "Where is he?! You helped him escape, so you should know where he is!", he hissed at me. I let out another whimper. "I-I really don't know, I swear... He could already be out of this place...", I brought out before receiving a hard slap. The impact was enough to finally make me pass out. Everything around me went bright for a moment before turning fully black, all sounds stopped for me. I hope that you got out, Jura... I can't keep this up for much longer...
