Gun Shells and shadows

Bulletproof

"Kay wake up," A familiar voice hisses above me. "Kay-"
"Shut. Up." I say through gritted teeth before opening my eyes. I slowly sit up, ignoring the sharp pains shooting through my skull and poorly bandaged leg.
"Well you look like hell." I comment at his beat up face. Benedict grimaces.
I sit up and crack my back before taking in my surroundings.
"A cell in a royals home I'm guessing." High ceilings, empty cement room, one dim light and a rusty door with a slot for food.
"I told them everything." Benedict whispers after a moment, still on his knees staring intently at the floor.
"Ben. who?" I ask cautiously.
"The council. The royals." His voice starts shaking. "They tortured us. All of us." He looks up and meets my gaze. "They're all dead, the shadows. We're dead."
I suddenly want nothing more then to rub my eyes and wake up.
JJ.
Sam.
Fey.
Connor.
Joe.
"Lily."  I breathe out and my knees crumple.
"I'm so sorry..."
We can't say anything to change what happened, or what's we know is going to happen.
So we just sit together, and feel alone.

The door creeks open after 10 minutes.
"Grab the girl." The same ruff voice says, same one that probably killed JJ. Four sharply dressed royal guard walks in, two restrain Benedict and the other two grab me and force me to my feet.
"Watch the leg." I hiss.

After being dragged down a hallway filled with unflattering portraits, a guard ties each of my wrists just above my head to two wooden poles on either side of me before leaving. I look around for all possible escape routes.
The room I'm in has high ceilings with a skylight taking up 80 percent of it. The walls are tiled as is the floor, four drains placed in each corner of the room. One door.
One.
Way.
Out... Not including the skylight that is.
"Fuck." I hiss right as the door creaks open again.
"Shadows," A familiar woman's voice coos as her footsteps echo through the chamber towards me. "What an odd name for a little group of traitors." She steps in front of me and my eyes widen.
"Marlene?"
"Kayla." She replies calmly. "I told you we'd meet again." She smiles. "I tortured your friends, and once I got what I needed out of them I killed them." She places a black brief case on the table. "The same will happen to you. Understood?"she says with a tone of calm authority.
Marlene.
"I believe you heard me." slap "Understand?"
"Yes." I understand now. My sister killed my girlfriend.

And that bitch is gonna pay.