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

Chapter 6: ''Trusting the wind.''

 Evan and Fae walk towards Evan's room, a bit far from each other. They walk past guards, who don't seem to care much for them.

 Fae leans in, whispering to Evan. "What ended you down here, Evan?" As they reach the door to his room, she stops, holding the doorknob. As she looks at Evan, the curiosity spikes her mind, over and over. 

 She turns the knob, and opens the door, waiting for him to step in.

Evan looked around at the overly brightened lights then back at Fae. He breathed out and scratched his neck before revealing the cause.

 "I don't like following commands. Never have. So, when those stupid doctors asked me for a demonstration of my gift I refused. Over and over again. They got tired of me and placed me down here I guess. I kinda regret it because now I left Caleb all alone." Evan explained.

As they walk inside, Fae listens. His words cut deep, very deep. All the sorrow he must now feel, Fae can sense. More so because she knows what it's like to miss someone, someone dear. 

 She puts a hand on Evan's shoulder.

 "I hear you." Looking at him, she relieves a gentle smile.

"I understand you." The smile turn from gentle to understanding.

He returned it with a slight smile and a nod. "Hopefully you and Dylan know what you're doing. If you two can get me back up, I may just need to return the favour." He said before crossing his arms and looking around the hall.

Fae's glance follows his, as they look around.

 "I sure hope you will. You know,, I'm not that much of a bitch once you know me." She looks at Evan.

"So.. what's the deal? Is he your little brother?" She continues the conversation.

Evan swiped his nose and cleared his throat before responding. "No he isn't." He said following with a soft chuckle. "I found him..." Evan's voice trailed off as the sounds of footsteps grew louder in the passage.

 He noticed a big looking boy, broad neck, broad shoulders and arms. His lips were slanted as he looked around at Fae and Evan. There had been a small bruise, purple and dark on the left side of his forehead where he had fallen to the ground. His footsteps sent vibrations through the floor as he stomped off. 

 Behind him had been much tinier kids. Bony and frail structures. They hid themselves in their shadows, afraid the light might burn them to dust. The four of them walked passed and left down towards the Brown Door they were advised to find.

Fae looks at Evan. "We'll finish this conversation later." She grabs his arm and drags him along her side.

 Looking to the right, then the left, Fae and Evan start walking behind them, following them to The Dragon's Inn, steadily.

The four members walked steadily down the hall, whispering and pointing at the rooms that they passed.

 They reached a curve and found the brown door. They begun gasping and screaming in success. The big boy then hushed them loudly and shook his large arms about in the air. He knocked at the door. "Coming!" Dylan's voice could be heard from within. 

 The door pulled open and the members stood and watched Dylan. He welcomed them in but Evan wasn't so inviting. He ran up and launched himself on the big boy's back.

"Evan! No, stop, get off!" Dylan tried pulling Evan off of the boy as he swung angrily about. "Fae shut the door before the guards hear!" Dylan called out as the other three fragile bodies began to cry out in the corner.