Fantasizing a war - A Sanders Sides Trilogy

Cure

I'm sorry, these are all just filler chapters from now on until book three

Amai stopped wailing to breathe. She gasped and began to cry quietly, having screamed herself hoarse. Fletcher kept staring down Remy. Pushing his sunglasses further up his nose, the coffee addict looked nervously at Patton.

"We can fix it..." He whispered.

"What?" Asked Patton. The young mans' eyes were filled with abandoned hope.

Remy swallowed nervously and Emile took over. "W-We're a kingdom who focuses out technological advancements on prosthetics because we often get involved in fights. We can get your daughter her arm back."

Logan frowned. "It would be robotic! It wouldn't be human!" He snarled angrily.

"It's the best we got!" Hurried Emile. "W-We'd only need to do a-an operation! She'll b-be fine!"

"I don't want you to take away my daughter anymore," Hissed Patton tearfully. He tightened his grip around his children.

Virgil swooped down, placing his hand on Pattons' shoulder. "Unless you want her to have one arm for the rest of her life, she's going to need this..." The prince hesitated. "I know it's hard for you to think that but Emile and Remy are actually good people. They will try to help as best as they can."

Remy looked at Thomas. "Sir, I'll escort you to your rooms if you need-"

"No, no, no, you're not! I'm still annoyed that you took my brother!" Deceit corrected, clicking his fingers. Thomas was grappled by smoky yellow snakes, pushed into the ground. "Now," Purred Deceit, "Do I kill you or torture you?"

"Neither?" Asked Thomas.

Remus took a nervous step forwards. He could see the horror in Emile's' face and fear in Remy's' eyes. He could hear Amai begin to tremble and Fletcher tighten his grip on her. Remus may have been mad but he didn't want to scar anyone permanently. The duke put a hand on his husbands' hip, pulling him back. "Dee, it's not worth it..." He murmured in the Kings' ear.

"Remus, he-"

"Dee, the kids."

This made Deceit pause, he looked over his shoulder and saw how terrified Fletcher and Amai were. He sighed and the snakes let go, sucking away to nothingness.

Roman forced himself to ignore the obviously uncomfortable atmosphere. He turned to Remy. "Find an arm for Amai. Or I'll kill you myself."

.:*:.

Remy, Emile and Thomas hadn't been allowed to leave the supervision of Dark Knights for two weeks. Unless they were accompanied by someone who could win if they tried to escape. Thomas was kept in a private cage but was guarded constantly. Deceit made sure that the other King had the most uncomfortable stay he could. Remy and Emile got off better. They stayed in Virgil's' old cage, provided with several blankets and were guarded by two knights outside the door. Virgil would often visit them, to try to lighten the mood. That is why Virgil walked into the room and headed up to the cage and smiled sympathetically at Emile and Remy.

"I guess that you're the ones in the cage now..." He tried to joke. The prince sat down on the ground and Emile shuffled over to him. Remy stayed still, resolutely glaring at the ground behind his sunglasses. Virgil sagged. "Remy, I'm sorry-"

"Whatever."

Emile put his hand on Virgil's' knee. "It's fine, kiddo. Why don't you tell me about that posh one? The one you were very excited to see." Emile hinted with a wink.