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------------------------------------------- ???'s p.o.v "Easy dear." My husband said as he tried to soothe me. Our children have been missing for six months and I haven't been sleeping well due to my detention to find them. Our children are eight year old twins and their our only children. We've been looking for them since they disappeared.
"But they could be hurt, starving or both!" "I know and I'm worried too but doing anything rashly isn't going to help." He eventually got me to calm down and he held me. "We'll find them, My Love. We'll find them."
???'s p.o.v As I held and comforted my wife, I fought my own urge to act the same way. Our precious children were missing and they could be hurt, starving or both. They could also be in another world or dimension. If that's the case then we would need help since we can't travel from one world/dimension ourselves.
We do know someone who can though and she'd happily help us.
???'s p.o.v I heard fighting outside the room and sat up. I was surprised when two males walked in the room.
One had short black hair. He wore black boots, black knee-length shorts with an eyelet-studded orange belt, and a blue pouch belted around his left leg, a short second belt with a large red "A" on the silver buckle over his right hip, but left it unfastened and threaded the free end along the back of his shorts.
A dagger in a green sheath hung at his left hip. On his left arm was a Log Pose and a red and white striped bracelet around his wrist, an orange elbow guard, and a "ASCE" tattoo with the "S" crossed out. He had a red beaded necklace and an orange hat with two blue smileys, one frowning and one smiling, and a string of red beads sitting above the rim.
Two long orange side straps hung down sides of his hat and met at a large medallion of a bull's skull with orange tassels. The male beside him is a tall, lean, muscular, blonde-haired man with a rather sleepy look on his face and some stubble around his chin. He wore a open purple jacket and a light blue sash adorned with an elaborate golden-yellow belt around his waist.
He has dark gray knee-long pants and black sandals, and on his left leg he wears what appears to be some sort of straw decoration. On his chest was a blue cross and crescent moon mustache symbol. I reached into my sister's cage and lightly shook her shoulder to wake her up, which I felt bad for since she's only been asleep for about five minutes.
Ace's p.o.v We followed the girl to a base and split up to take down the man who had kidnaped and enslaved her. Marco and I went to save her cousins who were taken hostage. After beating the guards, we entered a small fully stone room with nothing in it but three chains on two of the walls and two dog cages. In each cage was a eight year old child. A boy and a girl.
The boy sat up and looked at us for a minute then reached in the cage beside him and shook the girl's shoulder, the chains around his wrists and neck clung against the metal cage with his movements. The girl slowly sat up, rubbing her eye sleepily. They were obviously twins and both had dark brown hair and bangs falling slightly over their matching brown eyes.
Both were thin, wore dirty clothes, had messy hair and was covered in dirt and bruises. The girl wore a white short sleeve shirt, a blue skirt over white leggings and lil black boots. Her medium length hair was falling out of a half ponytail and a white bow was crooked in her hair. The boy wore a similar outfit but with blue jeans and lil black boots. His hair was short and there was a large, dark bruise covering his right cheek and lower left arm.
Each child had a mark on them.
The boy's was over his left eye and the girl's was on her left hand that went a bit on her arm. --------------------------------------------
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------------------------------------------- When the boy moved the left side of his hair out of his face, I saw the rest of the mark. It didn't seem to bother him so I didn't ask and just unlocked his cage with the key while Marco did the same with the girl's cage. The children then let us unlock their shackles and take them off. We then got up and let them get out of the cage then stretch.
"Thank you." The girl said as the boy rubbed his bruised wrists. The girl introduced herself and the boy, answered our questions and let Marco carry her without a problem. Zane, the boy, didn't speak but was less corporative. He didn't let me pick him up until Silvia, the girl, asked him to. Even then he hesitated. Silvia said that her twin is very shy.
We brought them back to our ship where the girl who saved me was then sailed away once all of the crew were back on the ship. The girl ran out and got on her knees and hugged the twins when we put them down. The twins immediately hugged her back. Silvia called the girl Krona and she wore the same black outfit but with her hood and hair down and her mask off.
Krona cried as she hugged the twins and the twins cried too.
