We're Not Evil, Just Betrayed

Chapter One, An Encounter

  Important note : In this story, I've placed all the characters mentioned with an identical twin. As in, for example, BajanCanadian is one person and Mitch is another. Skydoesminecraft and Adam are two separate people, understand ? Good. If not, you will soon enough.

Re;AN : This story does contain gore, especially in the later chapters, and may triggering in the aspect of self abuse in the later aspects. I'm not actually sure. I just don't want anyone to get anxiety or anything, though I sort of doubt it would happen, you can never be too sure.
          

               He glared at the dull grey bricks underneath his crimson red shoes. The chief of this dark place sat in the desk in front of him, writing down information, occasionally glancing at him. The chief sighed before he looked up towards him, a look of irritation clear upon his features. "What's your name, lad ?" he asked, his Bulgarian accent laced his words. "Sky" he muttered, just as annoyed as the chief was. Sky looked at the bulky man, the name 'Simon' imprinted on the badge pinned to his uniform. "Age ?" Simon sighed, scribbling down a few words. "Twenty one" Sky replied. "Siblings ?" he asked, as if the answer wasn't obvious enough already. "Adam" Sky growled, clenching his fists.

He did this. Adam. Precious little Adam was the reason why he took on the life he had. Adam was his older brother, well, older by a minute at least. It was a mistake. "Sky should have never been born," his parents claimed. And so, they left him out. Almost abandoned him, if a dozen citizens hadn't found out they had a second son. Once word got out that the King and Queen had two children instead of one, questions began to float. Why was Sky never mentioned, only Adam ? Excuses riddled out and the matter was easily disguised as solved.

               He spent his life in misery, locked away from the life he desired. While Adam had everything he could ever need or want, he had nothing. He barely even had any meals because of the demon of a caretaker. Nobody respected him, nobody even knew who he was after a few years as he quickly and quietly faded into the background. He had only spoken to his elder brother thrice in his life.

               "Now how would that be possible ? Such a nice man shouldn't have such a useless brother" Simon chortled, snapping Sky out of his train of thought. Sky seemed to glow with anger. "Nice man," indeed. The one who had been restraining him during the entire duration of the conversation shoved Sky, motioning him out the door. He was walked out of the office and through the hallways which were made of the same, dull material, a hopeless aura surrounded the area. He was lead past the prison cafeteria and into the cell hold which was three stories high.

               Cells lined the walls, all dark and gloomy. Almost all of them contained at least one creature inside. Some cells were made of the same type of material as the rest of the building, with a secured iron door closing them off from the outer room. Others, were extremely fortified. One was even made of dark obsidian with a titanium door. There was one particular area on the third layer which held a massive crater in the wall. Seemed like an escape happened recently, but how a prisoner succeeded, was a mystery to him. He was shoved into the first cell, the iron door slamming shut behind him. He turned around to glare at the man who had pushed him. The name 'Mitchell Ronald Dalph Huges' was engraved in a golden badge pinned to his black checkered red hoodie which he wore over his warden uniform. With a grin, the man left to return to his position by the doorway they had entered from.

               Sky pushed himself off the ground, brushing the dirt off his grey patterned black shirt and pants. He moved to re-adjust his sunglasses only to remember that they had confiscated it away from him. They had let him keep the dark violet medallion, though. The sound of something sharp coming in contact with the bricks caught his attention. He spun around sharply, facing away from the bars that kept him in. The back of the cell was dark and difficult to see through so he couldn't locate anything, until two glowing red eyes appeared, staring aggressively at him.

               As fast as lightning, a brute force knocked him sideways, pinning him face first against the wall. He struggled, resisting to the creature that had him locked against the wall. He managed to pull himself from the wall before he was shoved harshly against it, a throbbing pain forming on his forehead. His hands were pinned behind his back by something that felt like sharp claws. A deep chuckle echoed behind him, it's musky breath brushing against his neck. He felt a gruff hand on his shoulder, holding him tightly. "Don't worry" his captive said, obviously male. "I don't bite"

               Something wet brushed against the side of his neck, coating the surface with a thick, hot liquid. "What the hell are you doing ?" Sky yelled, trying to free himself from the wall. A moment later, he felt something go through his skin. His eyes widened and his pupils dilated as he felt something suck out his blood, bit by bit. His body seemed to go limp, a secondary liquid traveling into his body, replacing the blood inside him. He could feel something shift.

               "Jerome !" He could hear Mitch yell outside, the door slamming open. The man pulled away suddenly, something sharp gliding across his neck. He could feel it bleeding. His skin seemed to buzz with a strange sensation. He dropped to the ground, breathing hard as his senses returned. He hadn't even realised he had stopped breathing during the process. The twang of a bowstring reached his ears. Looking up, he watched as Mitchell released another small arrow. It sailed across the air before hitting home. The iron arrow sank into the mans arm, the end protruding menacingly out of his skin, signalling that it was buried deep into his body. The man hissed, sinking back into the darkness obviously in pain. A furry paw grabbed his shoulder and pulled him out of the room, as an aggressive growl came from the man who had attempted to drain Sky of his blood. An abnormally large wolf charged out of the dark, trying to escape. The door slammed shut in front of it, as Mitch grabbed hold of Sky, dismissing the furry bacca that had pulled him out. The furry creature moved towards the staircase located at the center of the cell hold, returning to his station on the second floor as howls echoed from the cell Sky had just been in.

               Mitchell looked around the cells, searching for an appropriate new cell as Sky stayed still under his grip. Attempting of escape wouldn't do much, not with a bunch of wardens and guards around. A loud snarl attracted both their attention, directing their gaze towards the cell on the opposite end of the one he had been in earlier. A devious grin settled on Mitchs' face before he pulled him over to the iron room. It had the same structure as the one from earlier, but it was fortified with iron. Could a prisoner really be so powerful that they had to contain them in an iron room ?

               The door was unlocked and Sky pushed in, the door locking behind him. "Have fun with Bajan and ASF" Mitch's laughter sounded through the door. His voice slowly faded while his laugh seemed to echo in his mind, taunting him. He glanced around the room before his skin paled, fear washing over him. Two glowing black eyes glared at him, a separate set of dark brown eyes studied him hungrily from the side of the room. He gulped. This was not going to be good.