Children of the New Dawn n-logy: Book 2 - Liberated.

Chapter 2: ''Eye of the fiery.''

Back at the Dragon's Inn, Dylan and Fae just got in the door. Fae pacing back and forth, Dylan sitting with his back leaned on the wall. 

 Fae stops, and looks at Dylan, with one hand running through her hair. "How do we get to him?" With her eyebrows scrunched she looks at Dylan.

Dylan slowly turns his head and looks at Fae. His eyes sunken and his lips in a straight line. He closed his eyes tight and breathed out. 

 He opened and closed his hands as he opened his eyes again. "We need help. We can't do it alone and we won't be able to do it alone. I think I can get someone on our side down here. He has something to lose." Dylan says as his eyes concentrate, flickering on something on the floor.

Fae walks closer to Dylan, before squatting down with her arms wrapped around her knees. "Who?" She stares Dylan deep in the eyes, waiting for a reply.

"There's a guy I saw. He was the newbie with the kid. He came down here alone but the kid is still up there." Dylan looks up at Fae as he explains his theory to her.

 He waves around his hand in the air as the idea comes to life. "If we can get him on our side, we might just have some power. Especially if his gift is helpful."

Fae smirks, "Well, I can definitely get him on our side." Fae adjusts her hair. "Where do we find him? What's his gift, how can he be useful to us?" Fae stands back up, waiting for Dylan to do the same.

Dylan looks at Fae, his eyes flickering up and down. He scoffs and climbs up weakly. He stretched, and a bone cracks in his back as he stretches out his muscles. "His room. I saw it when I was being brought in. But please... let's not jump him just yet with your special talents. He looks like someone who doesn't want any friends." Dylan walks towards the door, pushing his blonde curls out of his face.

"Well, he doesn't have a choice. I know everyone who has their memory wants out of here now." Fae follows Dylan. "When are we going? Now?" Fae taps Dylan's shoulders as she catches up.

"No Fae, we're going to go when it's time for them to throw us out in a ditch somewhere, lifeless and useless." Dylan continues walking, as he speaks in a sarcastic tone.

 They walk down a hall that is overly lighted, with white glowing ceiling lights. They try walking as close to the wall as possible, passing open rooms, and sections leading to other rooms as well as bathrooms.

"Don't you speak to me like that boy!" Fae flicks Dylan's ear, and looks disgustedly at him. Dylan rubs his ear and continues walking. They finally make it to an intersection in the hall. Dylan pulls Fae back and points to the newbie sitting in his room. 

 His room is on the left side of the intersection. There is a glass wall that makes his room see through. His room is much emptier. There had been a bed, with no duvet, a fridge in the corner and some space to walk about. They can see the boy sitting against the wall with his back leaning against it, and his knees up as he rests his croaked arms over them. 

 Dylan walks behind Fae as she takes charge and heads towards the door. She knocks on the glass door looking down at the boy who hasn't acknowledged their presence as of yet. Dylan knocks too, this time much harder. The man on the floor looks up and squints his light brown eyes. With this, he gets up and opens the door, making space for them to enter.

Fae nods, as they enter the room. "Evening, my guy. I've heard from my mate Dylan here that you would be able to help us with finding something.. someone. Is that true?" Fae looks him up and down, as she rolls up the sleeves of her black hoodie and crosses her arms. 

"How rude of me not to introduce myself. I'm Fae. 13-7. And you?" She looks around the room, then back at the man. Her face serious, and intimidating.

The man looks from Fae to Dylan. His jaw is tense and his eyes show no remorse. He looks just over his head at the guard, then down at the guard's weapon. 

 "What are you talking about? I'm not doing anything for you. I need to find Caleb and get the hell out of here." He says as he sits on the bed, ignoring all casualties. 

 "Why is your room like this?" Dylan asks, standing just behind Fae, as he watches the man sit down. He looks up at him and scoffs. "Oh I don't know, if they had options for a two bedroom suite I would have taken it." He answers back sarcastically.

 Dylan looks at Fae as she raises an eyebrow at him and then at the man. The man looks up and sighs in defeat. "Name's Evan. This room is punishment", he begins as he plays with his fingers, avoiding eye contact.

Fae adjusts her hoodie by pulling down the sleeves again. ''Evan, listen. We need to find 13-2. Lamark. And you need to help us.'' She takes a chair and turns it around. As she sits down and uses the back of the chair as an armrest, she pulls her head closer to Evan, whispering directly into his ears. ''I know you want out of here too. We'll help you find Caleb, you help us find Lamark. Deal?'' Fae pulls away from Evan, and takes out a hand.

Evan looks up from his hands at the two faces Infront of him. He lets out a laugh, leaving Fae and Dylan confused. He lets out a satisfied sigh before talking.

"Why would I do that? If both of you are down here it means you're obviously shit at what you do. You think I'm stupid?" Evan stands up from the bed, his eyebrows burrowing has his body tensed up with anger.

"Huh? What are your gifts? You're probably talentless, and use your body to get what you need", he looks at Fae as he spoke before turning his head to Dylan to continue, "and you? You're her puppet. Don't you have a voice of your own? Stop wasting my time, I'll figure this out on my own." He sits down. "Please. Leave." Evan says, leaving Dylan speechless.

Fae stands up abruptly, and throws the chair across the floor. Her eyes light up into the neon-blue colour they do, when she uses her power. ''Listen, boy, we won't leave until we get what we want.'' She grabs Evan's shirt, and drags him up. ''You think I use myself, guess your right, I'm a beauty, why not take the advantage? Down here, we're animals, fighting for our lives. as for Dylan, He knows his way around a fight, and I know you do too. Useless? Talentless? I think not. We've fought outside and inside of this facility. So shut up, sit down, and listen.'' She lets go of her grip, and he falls down to the chair again.

Dylan taps Fae's shoulder gently before pulling her arm. "He's angry okay? He lost the kid, let's just give him space. He'll come around. "Evan is panting, breathing heavily as he sat down. He looked at Dylan and then at Fae very carefully.