Secret | The Promised Neverland

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Disclaimer: I do not own The Promised Neverland or any art shown. (I wish I did because then Eugene would have some eyes.)

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"Even so, will you run away with us?"

"Of course we will."

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"So the next shipment is finally me, huh?"

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"So they know now too, huh?"

"Yup, the full truth. It was Don who caused the injury during a fit of rage at finding out what really happened to conny. Ray lied."

"Hmm. I guess that means it's time to make a few changes. That reminds me, Ray isn't the one who is getting shipped next."

"Thought so. This week, then?"

"Three days."

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It was sunset. You stood with a look of confusion as Emma explained what happened earlier that day. Sister Krone had made an alliance with them? 'Why would she do that?'  You rubbed your eyes and listened to Emma as she continued to speak. 

"She wants to live the best possible life, huh?" Emma's expression held pure horror after her run-in with Krone. "Even if she was one of us. She doesn't care at all about the lives of us children!" 

"But she said she won't ship us out," Gilda took a step forward.

"It's not that she won't, it's that she can't," You kept your attention outside. "If she really wants to, she can help us quietly when the time is right. She's showing us her cards to gain our trust, once again, I don't think this is a good idea." You gave norman a subtle glare. This only complicates things, now sister probably had to be removed. 

"Why would she want our trust?" Don asked, breaking norman's eye contact with you.

"She wants evidence that shows our rebellion. In other words, she's in a position where the higher-ups won't trust her without reliable evidence." Norman spoke. "Unlike Mom, she doesn't have the authority to ship us out."

This brought a moment of realization to Don and Gilda. "Hey, what if she finds the rope we hid in the tree?" Don asked in a moment of panic.

"Stop being over-dramatic, Don." You placed your hands on your hips and look to the ceiling with a bored expression. "We can make up excuses for things like the rope. Say it was for a game." 

Ray said something for the first time in the past half an hour. "We're doomed if she finds equipment that breaks the tracking devices." His voice sounded a little raspy. Almost as if he had been crying. It seemed you were the only one to pick up on this note. "That's reliable evidence we can't make excuses for." 

Don and Gilda had faces of shock and fear. You assured them to avoid making noise. "You guys don't have to worry, Ray isn't the type to make that kind of mistake. Besides, it isn't finished yet, right?" You looked over to Ray who responded with a nod of confirmation.