The Prophet

Chapter 4 - Wake Up

Energias Pov.

I didn't know what to think. The man I have been going after for months was right in front of me! Accept I am bound and he is not.... damn it....

This is not at all how this was supposed to be! I'm supposed to be the one that is saying "We meet at last" not him! He is supposed to be tied up and beaten, and I am supposed to be the one who walks him into my mothers office and watches him be taken into our jails!

"N-no." was all I managed to say under my breath. I was too shocked. I couldn't let him think that I was weak so I stood up tall and proud and stared at him in his eyes. As I did this, I heard the chains slightly clink and my black combat clothing rub against itself just slightly. At the end of our meeting, I would be walking out of here with him in chains instead of me. I just had to keep telling myself that.

Prophet's Pov

"N-no." I heard her breath to herself. She must not be too happy about our roles being "switched". I just kept looking at her as she stood up tall and stared at me with her green eyes. Although she was trying to appear strong, she still looked like she was on the verge of tears and full of resentment for me. "Welcome to the dark side," I said with a chuckle. She just glared at me in confusion, guess she's too modern day to have heard of Star Wars. It a big favorite of the rebels since the rebel alliance in that movie is just like ours, fighting a powerful government system for the freedom of the innocent. "Here," I said to the guard giving him a key for one of the cells, he nodded and led her away. ( I know this is kind of soon and in the middle of a one sided conversation, but Andy couldn't think of anything else to say that wouldn't be idiotic I guess XD Sorry) As I watched them disappear I sighed to myself, "Will she ever remember?"

Energia's Pov

"Welcome to the dark-side," He said chuckling. What the heck? I glared at him with a look of confusion, but I guess he didn't have anything left to say. "Here," he said handing the guard a key. The guard nodded and began to lead me away, before we turned a corner I glanced back and saw him sigh, muttering something to himself. Once he was out of sight I looked forward again walking behind the guard. 'Why does he look so familiar?' I thought to myself. Those eyes, they seemed so unique, so familiar. Why couldn't I remember why? Surely I'd remember meeting the Prophet. Maybe they found a way to erase memories? No. Even that is too evil for them. I continued to follow the guard down the corridor until we came to a cell that was in yet another cave divet. What was with these rebels and being in a giant cavern? He opened the door and motioned for me to go in, I did and he unchained my hands but chained one of my ankles to another chain that was connected to the wall. He closed the door and left. I heard the shackles he was holding clink as he walked away, steps echoing down the corridor.

"This will be interesting" I muttered to myself as I lay down on the cot. It actually wasn't half bad, it might even have been more comfortable than the beds in the soldiers quarters at one of the F.E.A.R headquarters. "Stop it," I said to myself, "You can't get too comfortable here, you just need to get out of here." I started to yawn realizing how tired I was and I took my braid out letting my hair fall over my shoulders. I guess a small nap can't hurt.... Soon I had drifted off into a deep sleep.