A Broken Prophet Without A Message

Chapter Two - Carolyn

Andy was hanging by the fingertips of a single hand. He could gasps of horror and the sounds of running feet. He looked down and whimpered, not from the deep drop below but from the bone sticking crudely out of his leg. He watched as crimson liquid oozed down it.
Attempting to lift himself would be futile so he just focused on trying to stop the sweat on his hands causing his death. He heard voices arguing and then a thud on the ground next to his hands, the vibrations nearly making him fall. Andy felt someone grip onto his wrist and haul him up, onto the ground above.
"Do you think that you can stand?" A kindly voice asked, so quietly that it was on the verge of being inaudible. Andy tried to lift himself into his knees but simply managed to fall in an even more painful position. A soft whimper escaped his mouth, the effect of his stifled scream. He heard the kindly voiced person sigh and pick him up, bridal style.
"I'm Jinxx, by the way." They said, propping Andy up against a boulder. Andy knew the question coming up and was dreading it.
"What's your name?"
If anyone knew who he was they would know that he disappeared five years ago. He liked this Jinxx person but he didn't want to have to explain how he had disappeared. He didn't want to burden someone who was so nice. He kept his head hung low, not wishing to evoke eye contact that he knew he would be unable to hold. Andy felt his head being lifted and found himself staring into a pair of ocean eyes.
"Please, tell me. There might be someone here who knows and misses you. Friends. Family."
Andy shuddered at the final word, knowing all to well that the only his parents would want ot see him would be to send him back to the very hell he returned from.
"My family...they..." Andy began but paused, his voice wavering, he wasn't sure if he felt entirely capable of explaining the situation, "they don't want to see me...I don't want see them... it's... it's their fault I... I was sent...that they..." A sob racked through Andy's broken body, and tears once again flowed from his eyes.
"It's okay now. You're safe here." Jinxx comforted to him, wiping away his falling tears.
"I'm not though! Last time I tried to escape they-" Andy began, panic rising at the memory of an event he thought he had long erased.
"Escape where? I want to help you. If there were others there we can help them. We can - please don't leave!" Jinxx said, his voice suddenly serious, stopping as soon as he saw Andy trying to pull himself up by gripping the boulder. Andy had just managed to stand up by leaning the weight off of his lacerated leg and onto the rock, he was about to make a stagger for it, when Jinxx said something that made Andy irrationally annoyed.
"Please, stay, you've got nothing to fear."
"Don't you get it?!" Andy yelled swaying slightly from the strain he was causing himself by hiding yet another scream, "I ran away from those bastards - FEAR is exactly what I've got to be wary of! If I trust you it'll just turn out like last time! If I just leave you be, you and your group can avoid being captured. I only came here to help people with mourning, I came to help others through the times I struggled so hard." Andy could see as the eyes of everyone who had been watching widened through his streaming tears and they once again gasped with horror.
"Fuck, those hell holes weren't just a rumour." Jinxx murmured, fully grasping the situation, "Listen, I will help you it'll be okay, you will - don't fucking die on me!" Jinxx ended with a yell, something that had rarely been heard by anyone, and grabbed Andy. A wave of dizziness had overcome him, probably due to the severe blood loss, and he had begun to collapse before Jinxx scooped him up.
"Jake! Get here now!" Jinxx yelled. Andy heard a thud before a person, who he assumed to be Jake, was standing next to him. All Andy could hear was a soft murmuring before his vision faded to black.
Over the next few hours Andy faded in and out of consciousness and in and out of agony. One thing that he noticed was that Jinxx didn't stop holding him. Andy found it comforting, not that it did much to quell the physical and mental pain he was in. It vaguely reminded him of...he jerked forwards at the pain of unearthing yet another buried memory - the lightning.
His parents   hated him with a passion. At the age of five, he had run away and started living in the desert He had been found again when he was about fifteen years old. He was in a soldering crater in the soil...about a half a mile from where he was now. Jake clearly had some kind of super medical treatment powers because Andy found himself carefully entangling from Jinxx's grasp with bearable pain. Andy looked back guiltily before leaving in a brisk pace, and a slight limp, towards the crater he knew so well.
Once he arrived he walked all around it before sitting in the middle, his position almost completely resembling the last time he had been there. The only difference being the three new craters creating a circle, along with the one from a friend he once knew, around his own.
He allowed his mind to wander freely between the fate of his friends back at the complex, the ability he had managed to keep hidden from even the guards, how much his parents must have hated him to dump in a matter of months and the way that Jinxx seemed to entrance him. Did the others even remember him...
Andy was deep in thought but snapped back to reality as soon as he saw two moving specks coming towards him from different directions, the taller one closer and faster than the other. Instinctively, he didn't check the direction and simple squeezed himself in the crack between two boulders. He prepared his voice and tensed his body. There was no way that he would be able to defend himself but he would be damned if he wasn't going to put up a fight. An all too familiar blinding light filled the crevice he was hiding in.
The fight wouldn't last long.