"It was the first thing I thought of, truthfully." Eira told Laria, and then looked at the single clock on the side of the wall. It was 7:26. "C'mon, we should get to the cafeteria" she continued and followed everyone else.
Laria grumbled about not being able to teach the 'pig headed man whore' a lesson, bit was glad that Ire gave him a good bit of pain. They found a large room made of ice, wooden tables sitting in random places. There were about 20 tables, 19 of which had ten people crowded around. The last table had one boy who seemed a little older than Eira sitting there, no one else even looked at the table; it was like it didn't exist.
"Well" Laria said "there's no more spaces, so we might as well sit with him"
Eira nodded and started to walk towards the boy, Laria close on her tail. Metaphorical tail, not real tail. Everyone went dead silent as the girls walked past, not daring even to breathe.
Laria alked over to the boy and sat down next to him, causing him to move to the far end. She went to sit beside him when Eira stopped her.
"Air, if he doesn't want anyone close, don't go near him. How would you have felt if someone asked you how your sister was?"
At this, Laria swallowed and nodded and Eira earned a greatful look from the boy. Laria moved awkwardly to the other end of the table and Eira sat beside. They both choked down the food, as they were starving and hadn't eaten for a few days.
Laria shuddered at the taste of the slimy, grey blob that they called food. "you were right, Ire" she said "prison is not a fun adventure"
The boy snorted when he heard Laria say this, and it was evident he was trying not to laugh as he sat silently. The bell rang, signifying that dinner was over. A guard walked over to them and told them he'd be taking them to their cells.
Laria didn't want to follow him, but she knew she would be hurt, if not killed, if she defyed him. She followed him down until they stopped at an iron door with bars on the windows.
"Play nice with your cell mates" at that, both girls groaned "last Shifter we had tried to kill his. He's in his own cell with no one else now, and has to spend free time in his cell, so don't end up like him." the guard pulled his keychain from his hip and unlocked the door to show none other than the man who had almost killed Eira.
Laria stood in shock for a few seconds before Eira poked her. She shook off the shock and prayed to whichever God, entity or diety ruled the universe that they would survive the night. Laria noticed Eira cock her brow and realized that she had been sending her thoughts to Eira. Well, that was embarrassing.
They walked into the room, and Laria quickly asked him if guards were going to be within earshot. He laughed, replied 'of course' and walked off. Laria sighed and sat on the smallest bed, as she was the smallest in the room.
"You two" the man started "are breaking the rules" he smirked and drew himself closer to the girls.
"well it's not like we have much of a choice. We would have loved to have a different cell, if we were allowed." Eira replied, crossing her arms and standing her ground.
"oh really, now?" he questioned mockingly, running his fingers down Eira's jaw
"STOP!" Laria screamed, throwing herself at Eira and causing her to snap out of her trance.
"your.... your..." Eira stuttered, and the man thoroughly shushed her
"Stay away from me! And Ire!" Laria yelled at the man, causing him to smirk.
"Try me" he said in a lethality quiet voice, and Laria felt a strong need to attack the man. 'what are you thinking? She asked herself and stopped her fingers from fumbling for a weapon. Laria sat on her hands to keep from doing any other stupid, spur-of-the-moment things.
The man laughed at her, causing Laria to flinch, then attacked her. He jumped at her with all of his brute strength. Brute strength that slowed him down and made him clumsy. Laria leaped out of the way and the man rammed into the bed she had been sitting on. Laria began pounding on the door, her flesh tearing away because of the cold metal.
"HELP!" She screamed at the top of her lungs, "HELP!! I'M BEING ATTACKED!!!" no footsteps sounded.
The man recovered from hitting the bed, shaking his head and quickly stretching his arms. He lunged for her once again and this time managed to grab her ankle. Laria fell, landing all her weight on one arm. She heard a sickening crack and a jolt of pain seared it's way down her arm and through to her chest. She let out a bloodcurdling scream and heard as footsteps sounded, running down the hallway.
Laria looked down to see her hand bent sideways, bonds sticking out of her wrist, and her arm obviously snapped in two places. She screamed once again, this time not in pain bit in horror of what her arm looked like. The guard opened the cell, took one look at Laria, and took her out of the cell.
The last thing Laria heard was a shrill scream and a guard running back to the cell, then it all went black.
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Dun dun DUNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!
Me: so will they change cells-
Laria: I BLOODY WELL HOPE SO! I JUST GOT MY ARM BROKEN FOR YOU!!!
Me: or will they have to live with the man that has a secret?
Eira: I had better not have to live with that abusive maniac. I will go insane, turn into a dragon, eat him, puke him up, eat him again, shi-
Random quiet dude: OK! WE GET IT! YOU CAN SHUT UP NOW!
Laria: I can't believe my arm is broken! Can you-
Everyone: PLEASE SHUT YOUR FACE HOLE!!!
Laria: fine, fine, jeez!
Me: ANYWHORE, hope you enjoyed this episode of 'Shift' the next episode will come in a few days!
Eira: Can you shut up! This isn't a tv show!

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FantasiaEira Queenston and Laria Vendoul. Eira is 14, Laria 13. You know the story. They find love in the person they least expe-wait. Sorry. What did you say? Oh riighhhtt! Eira runs from her home at the tender age of seven. She left because of a dark sec...