Falling Downwards

To let me rot in jail

Tristan woke with a start, confused by his surroundings he pushed himself off the ground in a rush. He scuttled towards the wall, his feet heavy, he noticed a chain attached to the wall clamped around his ankle, shaking it he whispered "what the hell?" scared now he shouted, "Hello!" A small voice from another cell answer "who's there." Tristan could here the terror in his voice, the wobble in his words. He couldn't see the boy, he could hardly hear him. Pushing himself up on his feet he moved towards the other side of the cell. He could see the boy now, curled up in the far corner of his cell, wearing old battered clothes covered in dirt and he was as thin as a stick insect. Tristan stepped back in shock, how could anyone do this to someone? how could they let him get this thin? "what's your name?" queried Tristan. The boy's head rose slowly, like something you would see in a horror movie, tear stricken cheeks, face battered and bruised. "I'm Daniel, Daniel Montihugh, you're never going to get that off, you would need a faller to do that." Tristan was happy he could show off a bit in here, reputation is all that matters in a place where rules aren't for the privileged, sadly Tristan was not, he was poor, orphaned and a faller, not exactly someone that people wanted around. Fallers were seen as evil, as outcasts. The sarcasm boiling inside him told him to make a joke out of it, "Good thing i am one then, isn't it?" Daniel looked startles, almost scared, Tristan could see him edge away further. Obviously he hadn't met a faller before and apart from that he was scared of him, why? he has never done anything to him, why would he be scared. "Why are you scared of me?" Tristan needed to know the answer, he always felt like dirt he just needed someone to say it too his face so he would know for sure. "No... I'm no-not scared of you. I've just heard stories, rumours." He was telling the truth, Tristan could tell, he was always good at reading people, that's why he was the head of the team sent to kill the king, he can talk his way into things and out, he could also make friends or find out peoples secrets when left alone with someone for thirty seconds. He could make people talk, he could worm secrets out of them with a lift of his finger, they were scared of him, he knew they were but he could use this to his advantage. " what rumours?" 

Tristan was curious , it could be a burden or a blessing, it just depended on the situation. It was getting colder now, there was a draught coming through a crack in the stone wall, the room had only two cells in it and he could see two heads bobbing up and down through the window. 

"The girl, last night she was going to kill the king... you were with her weren't you, everyone thinks you were, they will kill you for it even if you weren't, you need to get out of here." It surprised him, why would this boy give him this information if there wasn't anything in it for him? 

"My sister's special as well, i don't know where she is, she's the reason i'm in here, I stood up for her and this is what happened to me, i am fighting with you, just get yourself out of here and kill him and help the girl!" 

Tristan's eyes went as wide as the moon,"Jody, she's still alive? I thought if they caught her they would have killed her on the spot."

"She ran into the forest and got on the boat, apparently she was a bit sloppy with the rowing, that's what the guard's said outside the door, you were asleep for all of it. She's fast on her feet though, they're scared of her, they say she can make anyone feel pain, Is it true?" 

Tristan didn't know how to answer he was just so happy that she was alive, how did she make it out alive? "I know where she's going, i'm need to find her, but your coming with me." 

Daniel looked worried "What? How are we mean't to do that? you can't take me... i would slow you down." 

"You may slow me down, but your going to see your sister again." Tristan had a plan, all he needed to do was fill in the blanks and there were a lot of them to fill.