The Empire's Revenge | THE HAUNTED FANFIC

The Empire's Revenge PART 2

GRAYSON'S P.O.V

Ugh..

..Where am I?

I sat up, and winced quietly. I felt exhausted and cold, and I ached to the bone. Where could I be right now? I thought about it hard, and realized what had happened what seems like the day before. All I clearly remember is the cloaked woman with magic and the blue hair, Drake and Mia calling out my name desperately, and lots of snow, ice, and mountains. 

I looked around the room I seemed to be held captive in. The walls were solid stone bricks, the floor was made out of cobblestone, and there were iron bars and an iron door keeping me inside. Not to mention the rather loose shackles that hung around my wrists. I huffed, and stood up off the bed that I apparently was supposed to sleep on. Oh well, I've slept on worse. I shook my hands free from the loose shackles, and pressed myself slightly against the bars. There was two mercenaries guarding the entrance, and one beside my door.

I glared at my feet. What I did while within the Empire didn't necessarily require extensive guarding. But there isn't much I can do to change that while behind bars, so I decided to quit complaining to myself and sit back down on the bed. I sat there for a while, my mind completely blank as I tried to process that we lost and we are probably never gonna be able to repeat what we did to get to the point of almost defeating Armenbrine, and almost getting to the Magic Library. This isn't fair.

But I suppose the evil have always had their way here. Maybe it wasn't possible to change that in the first place. Perhaps we shouldn't have even tried.

I almost slapped myself for even thinking that way. What we did wasn't wasted on anything. But at the same time, it was. All that effort, down the drain. We can't repeat what we did. I feel torn in two at this point, between accepting my fate and believing that we can still do it. Hell, we even struggled to escape from the Empire in the tundra, but we ended up getting caught effortlessly anyways.

While I thought to myself, there was a stirring movement in the cell across from me. I screwed my eyes up, it was hard to see in the darkness. I saw a figure awaken on the bed they seemed to be sleeping on. Perhaps it's Drake. It doesn't look or seem that feminine. It stood up, and shook free from it's shackles almost as easily as I did.

"..Hello?" I kinda whisper-yelled to the person in the cell across from me. They didn't reply at first, and pressed their face gently against the bars to get a better look at the surrounding area. "..Grayson?..That can't really be you."

I froze.

..That voice..

"..No. Nono, it can't be you. I don't..I don't.." I shook my head, and backed away from the bars. "Please don't tell me it's who I think it is.." "Grayson, plea-"

"No. I..I don't want to hear it. Don't talk to me.." You're nothing but a traitor. I bit back the word and instantly felt guilty, but I pushed it away and let my feelings return back to anger. "..Please.." I turned away, I didn't want to look at the familiar face or even hear his voice.

"Grayson..I've waited almost a whole year to ever see you again. I'm not letting you turn away like that." His voice hardened. "I know you won't ignore me the whole time you're here." He knows me too well. I turned around, holding back my immense rage and dragging sorrow. "..What do you want from me, Luke?" It's almost as if the guards weren't paying attention to the conversation. Maybe they didn't care.

"..I'm so sorry." He leaned against the bars, his face twisted with regret and sorrow. Or so, it seemed that way. "News travels around the Empire a lot, it even manages to get down here. I know of your journeys, with the enderman mage and the elf lady." He sighs, averting his gaze. "..I hope you know that I don't regret ever helping you find that Dragon Egg."

I burned inside at his words, it felt like a wildfire of rage was inside of me. "Well, if you didn't regret it, maybe you would have stayed a loyal friend and kept it a secret. Then my family wouldn't be dead. We'd all be okay." I felt resentment burn with the fire in me..

..and undoubtedly, a lot of sadness and pain. Tears threatened to fall as I spoke. "I-I trusted y-you with my l-life..and you l-let it all g-go.." I clenched my fists tightly. Tears fell down my cheeks. I felt like I was about to have a panic attack. "P-Please, Luke, I..I-I can't breathe-.."

"Hey, hey hey..calm down..come on, you remember the regular breathing routine. In for 5, out for 7." He soothed, reaching one of his hands out of the cell ever so slightly. I pressed against the bars again, feeling oddly comforted by Luke's presence. I breathed in.

Then I breathed out. This repeated for the next minute or so.

"..T-Thank you.." I weakly smiled at the other. "..Don't mention it. You're a good friend of mine, or, you used to be." He smiled in return. "I..can understand if you don't trust me, or anything like that. No one has, for the past year since you left us. It's why I'm down here at all."

"..I'll think about it." I murmured.

"I'm glad. Now..you've had a pretty rough night, as far as I know. You should go back to sleep. The Emperor won't be pleased to know you're talking to me right now." He whispered, glancing at the guards. They, again, don't seem that responsive.

"..Night, Luke." "Goodnight, Grayson. Sleep well. You've got a long day ahead of you."

AN//a lot of this was luke x grayson kinda based, its also kinda filler cause i didnt want to get straight to the point. i also wanted to try my hand at writing luke