Smitty P.O.V.
After Lui and Nogla had a "chat" in the corner of the room Nogla informed me that I should be getting to bed if I wanted to survive tomorrow. Although I was a little uneasy, I took his advice and laid down for some rest. The two of them stayed in the top bunk and seemed to fall asleep instantly. I sighed and turned over for the tenth time tonight. I felt like I had been laying here for hours.
I couldn't sleep. There was no way.
I lifted myself from bed and headed towards the cell door. It was made of heavy metal and I remember it only opening when Lui said something to a camera above it. He made some sort of smart remark and a scoff could be heard on the other end of it before the door opened. That means the doors must be watched at all times. I sighed and put my hand on the door. The cold surface sent a shiver right through me. I pressed my back to it and slowly slid down, my legs guiding me to the ground.
I know it sounds stupid. But for some reason I can't stop worrying about John. The side I saw of him earlier was...life changing. I have never seen John cry before. Not once.
I hated it.
I wanted him to never feel sad again. I want to tell him that I will do anything in my power to keep him from being scared or crying ever again. Of course, I know that isn't possible.
But I can try!
"I swear on my life I would do anything for John." I whispered, putting my head between my knees. I heard a click at the door. Startled, I threw myself backwards as the door opened to reveal the hallway I was in before.
"Would you really do anything?" A strange voice asked. I sat up and glanced over towards Lui and Nogla. They were still fast asleep. I looked up at the doorway from my stance on the ground.
"Who are you?" I asked quietly as to not wake them. My body instinctively moving towards the voice.
"Would you really do anything for John?" It asked again. I breathed in deeply before nodding my head. What? I really would do anything... "Follow the blue." It said quietly. "And you can save him." I widened my eyes.
John needed saving? Is something wrong?
A small blue light zoomed past the door. I jumped up and immediately chased after it, ignoring my better judgement.
The light zipped into a really dark room and vanished. I followed it inside, and the door slammed behind me. I let out a small squeak as red and blue light appeared from my eyes.
I gotta get used to that.
I searched around the room and found a chair. A woman with horribly torn redish black wings sat in the chair.
It was John's mother.
What did I expect.
"Hello patient number thirteen." She gave me a wicked smile and tossed a small syringe up into the air. She caught it perfectly between her fingers and continued the motion as she spoke. "I heard a rumor that you are willing to save my son from his impending death." She grinned and dragged out the word death. Almost sounding like a snake.
"Death?" I cried. A small part of me died as I heard those words. "I would rather die than have you take his life." I answered with determination in my eyes. She laughed.
"Really? Well then I have a deal for you." She stopped tossing the syringe and stared at me. I felt chills run down my neck as sweat began to form. "I will let John go if you let me inject this little syringe into your wrist." She pointed to the needle, then at me.
"What is it?" I asked, small tears forming in my eyes.
"That isn't part of the deal now is it?" I closed my eyes and impulsively decided what was best.
For John.
"Fine!" I screamed, unable to bare the tension any longer. "I won't even question what that is if you let John and all his friends go." Small tears began to form in my eyes as I felt doom lurking over my head. The woman looked surprised at my request. Her wings flapped rapidly. "And I mean all of them." She thought for a moment before sliding her tongue down the needle.
"Alright. It's a deal. All I need you to do is listen to my voice." She motioned for me to come forward. I approached with caution. A single tear ran down my cheek as she grabbed my wrist and whispered into my ear. "All you need to know is this. Your master is me, and you obey my every beck and call. If I told you to kill yourself, you would. All because you worship me. You no longer remember any of your friends or your past and your worst enemy is John Kryo. You want him dead." Before I could process what she had just said I felt a prick in my wrist and completely blacked out.
I hadn't realized it before but...
I hope John is safe because...
God damn it I think I might just love him!
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When John' s mother actually finished the drug
-ARS
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