Songs for the Captors

The Judge

A/N: Know that I started this November 29, 2016. Just to see when tf I actually finish it. Also, will Psii have trust issues at the end of this whole thing?? Lmao, probably.

You are actually crying for once. You're sad and just got stabbed in the side for no reason. Literally, they just stabbed you in the side and left you there because they thought it was deep enough to kill you. You've been separated from Signless and have been trying your hardest to find him but you're now just hurt and sad. Like always, but now it's external. You should probably get up and deal with your side before you actually do bleed out and die. You don't move though.

When the leader of the bad guys sang something soaked and soft in pain.

Someone heard you crying because you hear them walking towards you. You wipe your face and try to look somewhat actually okay, but it doesn't work out. You can't see it yourself but you feel it. You raise your eyebrow after spotting a dragon cane.

Redglare? What.

She's a lawyer, why's she in a cave? Maybe she's being nice and wants to help.

You start to speak but she bonks you on the head with her cane and she says sorry but she didn't even make it seem like an accident. You might be bleeding in two different areas now.

"You're bleeding." She says simply and you frown so disappointedly at her like she can see it. She bends down and sniffs at you until she finds where you're bleeding at and then she jabs at you, making you honestly almost start crying again.

"Start crying again and you'll get found. You're a loud cryer." She warns, looking at you from over top of her glasses. You bite your lip almost immediately because it distracts you from varying levels of distress.

I heard the echo from his secret hideaway/he must've forgot to close his door/as he cranked out those dismal cords

Once she has you bandaged, Redglare finally sits with you. You watch her put the rest of the bandages away and think amusedly about how handy she is. You like having Redglare around but you really need to know why she hasn't arrested you yet. You are a rebel, after all.

"I haven't arrested you yet simply because I...support your movement." Your eyebrows rise amazingly fast. You're so confused and excited because she's like the legitimate law and she supports a group of people trying to do something big. You love it but it's too bad people came looking for her before you got a chance to express your delight.

I found my way/right time wrong place/as I pled my case

You get arrested and it's not the first time but it's never fun. Jail's not fun either. You stand in front of the Grand Highblood and he's scarier than you imagine. You don't show it—never show fear—because you are the king of straight faces. That's why no one ever knows how you're feeling and you can say that you're fine in a heartbeat.

"So, you're a motherfuckin' runaway." GHB grins at you and you look down, refusing to answer but you literally could not hold eye contact with him anymore. Trying makes you want to burst into tears and plead for your life.

You're the judge, oh no/set me free/you're the judge, oh no/set me free

"You also all up and killed someone?" How does he know so much about your life? You killed your master when he was sleeping because he just didn't deserve to live. That's how you found Signless. You never told Signless that though and just told him you escaped by locking him in a closet, which you did...after he was dead. It's over with now and you haven't done anything that terrible since, now you just stun people. You sit and hug your knees, just hoping he lets you live. He could even decide to keep you, as long as you're alive. You want to see how Signless fairs out.

I know my soul's freezing/Hell's hot for good reason/Please, take me

GHB does decide to keep you and he treats you nicely in his own way. He's lenient towards your actions and he doesn't even know your name. He must think that you haven't noticed the way he behaves around you. You think about your moirail/best friend and you're losing hope. You want him to succeed really badly.

Three lights are lit/but the fourth's one out

You're sitting on the side of GHB's throne while he works on paperwork because he killed his secretary of sorts. You watch him grumble and fill out paperwork amusedly, thinking he's actually quite cute when not killing people and is just being a grumpy old troll. He's not as bad as he seems, especially when the two of you are just honestly talking. He's interested in you and you, him.

Your standards have really lowered, haven't they? He's a tyrant and a terrible person but you find him adorable. You need to take a break and get your hopes back that you'll leave. He treats you well though so you question if you ever should.

I can tell because it's a bit darker/than the last night's bout/I forgot about the drought/of lightbulbs in this house

He's letting you go the market with him. You think about running, honestly, but he'd probably snap your neck. He's affectionate towards you but gog, you don't want to test his limits of affection. You think being with him is a good thing. You aren't dead yet and as far as you know, neither is Sign. At least you hope. You truly do hope. You keep looking around the market for anyone that might know you but it's no use. If they do know you, they know you as GHB's new pet. Ah, well.

So I head out/down a road I think is heading south/but I'm not good with directions

"Are you okay?" The question startles you. It wasn't GHB who asked it, one of his servants. She was letting you sit with her while she prepared the dinner for today. She handed you a roll earlier that you were still working on.

"I'm alright." You mumble, shrugging. You think you're alright. It's not that much of a lie. She watches your face with a concerned little frown and you smile at her wryly. You don't want her, or anyone else, to worry about you while you're here. It'll take too much time because you have too much stress. You don't want to put that burden on anyone.

And I hide behind my mouth

"Actually...I'm not alright." After she lets the conversation go, you bring it back up. She looks trustworthy enough. "I wanna leave, jutht a little. I appreciate the food and having thomewhere to thtay but I want to find my friend."

"Signless?" She asks softly, handing you pieces of a chopped up carrot that was unused. You eat them and nod, looking towards the ground.

"But then thometimeth I doubt he'th thtill alive." You sigh and she rubs the base of your horns comfortingly. She looks to be thinking and you bite your lip, regretting your choice of telling her slowly.

I'm a pro at imperfections/and I'm best friends with my doubt/and now that my mind's out/and now I hear it clear and loud

You should have kept your fucking mouth shut. You meet with GHB one day and he tells you about what his cook told him. You hiss immediately and give the most displeased look you can muster. Did you not say to not tell him?

No. No, you did not. Fuck it, she deserves to die. Not really no, you're just mad as hell. If it happened, it happened but you won't wish for it.

"I didn't actually mean it. I appreciate what you do for me, GHB." You smile, genuinely fake, but he doesn't seem to notice. You sigh once he dismisses you, glad you managed to come out alive. You go back to his/your quarters and lay down, relaxing yourself.

I'm thinking/'Wow, I probably should've stayed inside my house.'

~~~Finish line~~~

A/N: I ended it right before the bridge because I literally didn't know what to do, sorry :/ It's cool tho(?) Also, this almost took a month.