Your World

Escape Pt 1

You sighed heavily, your arms working overtime.

Swish.

They weren't back yet. It had been about a week now. You had constantly been visiting the bars, but it seems like you had scared the four away from drinking. Either that or they had nothing to celebrate.

Swish.

Don't think like that. They were probably just scared off by you. Your family was not weak, they definitely wouldn't die to something like some silly fight. With a bunch of other bitties. All of which were well trained in the arts of fighting.

Swish.

Probably so well trained that they would easily take over your bitties, who were out of practice after living with you. They would probably grin, delighted in the cool shower of dust as your only family was absolutely slaughtered by their own two hands. Rust fighting to his last dying breath, his armor shattering as a bitty cracks his skulls under their foot. Or Gold growling and running in blind anger, his eyes blazing red, his skull shattering against the wall as his opponent batted him away easily. Copper surviving the longest, teleporting from side to side, hitting people in the sides, until eventually he couldn't run anymore. And his look of defiance as he was finally struck down, his dust spreading through the arena til it reached Cobalt. Oh Stars above Cobalt, his screami-

"What are you doing?"

"AAAAAAAHHH!" You screeched at the top of your lungs, broken out of your trance.

Your stumbled backwards, and slowly slid to the floor, relying on your cabinets to guide you down. You were breathing heavily, holding a spoon covered in batter defensively in your hands, tears pouring down your face.

"HEY WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT FOR!?" Selenium was angrily shouting at you, wiping batter off of his face.

You didn't answer, or maybe you didn't hear him. That would be a fair consideration, seeing as the only thing ringing through your head at the moment was Cobalts screams.

"Hey.. uh.. What, uhm, what are you doing down there?" He was softer now, probably noticed your shuddering form on the floor.

"Noth-" You sniffed, trying to gather all of the wetness in your voice in a tight ball and crush it, "Nothing."

"Thats, uh, a weird kind of nothing." He hopped off the counter, a quick blur of violet. After hitting the linoleum he crept closer to your shivering form, seemingly scared to approach.

Shaking your head softly at him you extended a hand, the one not holding the batter covered spoon. He leapt at the invitation, literally jumping into your hand.

He didn't say anything, but he didn't have to. You were content to just hug the fiery bitty close to your chest as you bawled, tears running tracks down your cheeks. Your only comfort was the hope that they'd come home soon.

So you sat, muffins long forgotten, crying your heart out at the loss of your family.

... (Gold's POV)

Rust stumbled into your shared cage with him, dust covering his scarf and armor.

"hey... are you okay?" You could cut the tension in the air with Rust's sword.

"I will be when we get home." You nodded, despite knowing your brother couldn't see it. You winced at metal on metal as Rust sunk to the floor beside you. He looked calm but the tiredness of his movements spoke volumes. And then of course, his sword.

Rust had refused to let go of it when they were all taken, and their... caretaker... decided to let him keep it. Better efficiency in the field he claimed. Now Rust held onto it just as strongly, his pale bones turning a worrying gray as it clung on to the piece of metal like a lifeline.

A lifeline given by Y/N.

It felt weird to call her that, even if it was only in your thoughts. You knew her as Halcyon, the strong protector, the weird Exorian who was willing to break an arm for you. Not that the name was bad, in fact he liked the way it sounded in his head a lot more than your chosen name.

What was she doing now?

Probably fighting.

You sighed softly. You could imagine her right now, finishing up a fight, before taking that train back home. Worriedly eating some strange food he had never heard of before. Walking into an empty house, sitting on a dirty couch, anxiously waiting for them to return.

You shook your head harshly. You didn't have time for these thoughts. Instead you turned to your brother, conviction making your eyes harden.

"so what's the plan?"

"We wait for nightfall, undo the lock, and run."

"we know how to undo the lock?" Rust shook his head.

"No. Someone else is undoing it for us." You would've asked who, but Rust's look quickly ended that train of thought.

Instead another question rose up in your mind.

"what about Copper and Cobalt?" Rust nodded, his eyelights trained on his clawed phalanges.

"I've already figured out where they are. After we are freed we'll head over and grab them, they're five cages down."

"so, what do we do now?"

"We wait."

Silence took over the cage as you both sat together, you leaning into your brothers stiff side.

"was it bad today?"

"Yes." Rust closed his eyes, and you could almost hear his memories of arena.

You thought that was the end of the conversation, it used to be. However this time, this time you had to sit there as he spoke in the quietest voice you had ever heard him use.

"I wish we were home." It came out soft and broken. Terror and despair filled your soul as your younger brother sat in the aftermath of his confession, eyelights still trained on his sword. His sword she made for him.

"I know." That was the only comfort you could provide. "I know."

...

"gold!"

You woke with a start, immediately rubbing your eye sockets with your hoodie.

"Gold!"

"yeah, yeah, I'm up, what's up?"

"Time to go." Now you were awake. Standing up, you bonked your head on the roof of the cage. "Can you possibly be any louder Gold!?"

"sorry, Rust." Ducking you slowly exited the cage. A groan of happiness left your fangs as you stretched, bones popping back into place. Turning slightly your eyelights trailed up the chest of some bitty, until they reached matching eye lights.

"brass!" A chuckle echoed around the room as you hugged the giant bitty. He returned in kind, a grin stretching across his cracked skull. "I thought ya got dusted, you huge sack o' bones!" The Brassberry shrugged sheepishly before the moment was interrupted.

"Will you two stop canoodling and hurry up?!"

Just wait Halcyon, you were coming home.