Deception

Questioning Motives

"If you look to much at them then they will pull you into them. They're traps and Prisons"

Stiles took couple of steps back from his and shuddered.

"Apparently it's the worse than death" Daichi murmured.

Then he scowled.

"Of course it's not like the right people get thrown down there, it's not like they care"

Stiles, who had apprehensively started to clean his mirror, looked over at him confused.

Daichi rolled his eyes.

"Why would they all just be left here? The Lords don't care about us, if they did, these things would be locked up so no one thats innocent would be sucked in there. But oh no, the Lords like to show of their mirrors, to who has the least criminals to who has been captured able to capture the most dangerous"

Daichi gritted his teeth.

"But do you know how many innocent servants fall into these traps? A hell of a lot I tell you but the Lords don't care"

Daichi scrubbed harder in frustration as he said "Its to dangerous to get them out, they're just left in there, to die a lonely death or to be killed by the criminals in there"

Stiles didn't understand why but he felt a spark of irritation roll through his body as Daichi spoke but he ignored it in favour of asking "How many servants have been trapped in there?"

"Quite a lot so you got to be careful"

Daichi shuddered "Sometimes it feels like you can see the criminals looking through the mirror, begging you to look and not take your gaze away"

Stiles looked at the Mirrors, he swallowed loudly. Now his mind was telling him that he did not want to be in this room any longer than he needed to.

Quickly Stiles started to clean the mirrors, eager to get out.

It dragged endlessly but Stiles could hear his own heart, thudding hard in his ears.

He couldn't wait until he could get out of this room. Now knowing what the Mirrors were for and what they could do, it had seriously started to give him the creeps.

"Mieczyslaw" Daichi said but for some reason he sounded wary.

"Yeah?" Stiles asked.

"What do you think of the Lords? Of the Grand Master?"

Stiles frowned, confused at the question.

"I guess they're pretty powerful and I wouldn't like to get on the wrong side of them" Stiles said, glancing at Daichi, wondering what this question was about.

Like how I seem to be already the wrong side of the Lord of Mind Stiles thought dryly.

He didn't even know what he'd done wrong but his talk with the Mistress had lead him to believe something more was going on there. And it wasn't about something Stiles had personally done.

Daichi seem to deflate at his reply.

"Oh, ah never mind then"

Stiles eyes narrowed slightly as he asked "What were you going to ask me?"

Daichi didn't reply for a few seconds then finally he said "Can you promise you won't go around telling anybody about what I'm about to ask you?"

Stiles hesitated but he did reply "Okay..."

Daichi gave him a look and yeah that hadn't been very convincing.

"Yeah, okay, okay. I promise" Stiles said quickly but more firmly and honestly.

Daichi took a breath in and out, suddenly looking nervous.

"I don't believe they have a right to rule us. The Lords, the Grand Master. It's the Silver Soul that gives them power. They on their own aren't that great. Shouldn't we as their people get a choice in who rules us? Most Elites, Lords don't give a dam about us" Daichi growled.

Stiles felt his shoulders tense at that. He frowned. Why did he feel a surge of anger run through him at those words?

Like Daichi didn't have a right to say them. How dare he...

Stiles stopped, eyes widening.

He remembered the way Carlie had defended the Grand Master. It seemed most sorcerous adored and worshipped the Lords and the Grand Master and...

He was started to realise why. No it wasn't him that was feeling this anger at the Grand Master and Lords being questioned, it was his magic.

Daichi said more gently grimacing "I figured since you were new and used to be human you wouldn't feel the need to defend them and kill me by me questioning them"

"I...don't think it's right to talk about this. You could get killed talking like that" Stiles muttered.

Daichi didn't reply.

They cleaned the mirrors in silence after that.

Then the door suddenly swung open and Daichi and Stiles both stiffened, wondering if someone had overheard then Stiles felt himself tensing even more and his hands curled into fists as they saw who it was.

Fritz.

Chapters are going to take a little longer to come out now, mainly because my laptop keyboard has decided to stop working properly so I'll have to write chapters all on my phone. Hopefully I'll still be able to put a chapter up every day but if I miss the accessional day you know why x

Anyway hope you all have a great day, hope you enjoy this chapter and let me know what you think xx