In another Timeline

Chapter 27- Slow down.

Tobias waved goodbye to Kushina as she left. She was smiling as she left.

Tobias turned to looked around his new home. It made him wary. It had nothing wrong with it, but something about this... Was just wrong.

Something pained his stomach. It wasn't just nervousness, it was actual pain.

The seal appeared on his arms and body. He grunted as he realized what this meant. He had been caught and the transferring of seal owners had failed. There was a loud ringing in his ears and he could no longer support his body on the counter he was holding himself up with.

He should've known that it wouldn't be that easy.

He hit his head on the ground as he fell clutching his ears to block the sound that made his ear drums burst.

He looked up as he saw a figure standing over him.

He took a long sigh.

"Just get on with it." Bees face contorted into a grin but turned into a grimace.

"I told you what would happen." Tobias didn't respond. His seal must give his location. Or was Bee watching him this entire time? "You really are my favorite Tobias."

He clicked his tongue and narrowed his eyes before bending down into a crouch. "So I won't kill you. This is punishable by death you know."

He grabbed Tobias and threw him over his shoulder. "You take me as a fool Tobias. But in reality, it's you and you know it."

Tobias looked at the ground as he was taken out of his house and into the greenery that surrounded the leaf. He really did try. That's all that matters right?

Either way, either redheads would have his head on a stick of he didn't take this chance.

He was frozen in place as he was taken away again. Again and again. He couldn't lift his finger to even try to retaliate. This makeshift torture seal had everything.

He was taken into another doorway he wasn't aware of into the same dreaded building. "How long until they notice?"

Tobias was thrown into a similar cell that he had been placed in when he first arrived. It had children. He could see them, he doubted they could everything must be still black to them.

Bee reached out his hand around Tobias's throat. "Your a loud mouth, but your not someone I want to dispose of." Bee spoke like he was some sort of god compared to Tobi and everyone else in the room.

"You don't have to worry about your old friends. They left a little while ago." Tobias wanted to ask where, but he recognized this feeling in his throat.

Like a mucus build up clogging what felt like his airways, but he could breathe just fine. He wished he couldn't. He wished he would faint from lack of oxygen, but it never happened. That would be a miracle, and Miracle's don't happen. They simply do not exist.

Tobias would need one hell of a miracle to get him out of this situation.

Bee left soon after locking Tobias away. The same barricaded room that had thick walls all around him being all to familiar.

The Fog entered him room, but he knew it wasn't here to make him forget. He knew he wouldn't forget. His brain was almost done developing. The fog made him want to cough but he resisted it.

He made him feel dizzy but he didn't fall over, he was sitting against the cold wall. He was lucky he got to stay in his clothing.

After an hour of inhaling this putrid smelling smoke he was vomiting up his insides. Definitely not a pleasant experience to the children or to himself, but that isn't what he is worried about.

The hacking and gaging he made when he vomited made his throat burn and his vocal cords scream. He wanted to scream. It was a painful cycle that the smoke induced. It made him use his vocal cords and in response he was put through every level of pain he had known.

"I should have just carried out the mission. I should just ignore my grief and do what will help me to survive."

It was like a snap in his brain. He had nothing else to throw up. His hope for freedom was short lived and a waste of time. He would grieve for his friend. But she would understand. She has before she can again.

Tobias sat away from his pile of vomit and looked down. He was a fool to follow Kushina so early into meeting her. He should have just ignored her.

None of the people he met from the leaf weren't that intriguing anyway.

Now all over again he had to live through this awful process that stripped him from his memories in the first place.

Tobias put his arms on his knees and he put his head down. He would just pass time as he had originally before.

Thinking. Picking at his arm. Sleeping and focusing on the pain he found himself in at the very moment.

Time was nothing but a concept to Tobias. And it always will be. He never knew when it might be Day or night. Raining or snowing. He won't know. He won't know for a very long time. And he is more than aware of that.

It's like he is being mocked. He leaves and he returns. The promise of the outside locked away again. Now he gets to see the process of torture again. Not to himself. But to children who don't deserve it.

Tobias's mind wondered and wondered until he fell into a deep sleep. He felt a mist like substance sprinkle against his bare skin and cling to his skin like sweat. The fog. It comes to claim more memories of those who need them.

Tobias is greeted by the darkness and emptiness of his dreams.

Constantly he falls asleep and has a lucid dream of sitting or is conscious of himself sleeping. But he is never greeted with anything but darkness.