Hunting the past (Kit Keith)

Chapter 22: innocent

*-Antor-*

Me and Keith walked into the large palace. It was huge. Momma walked up to us picking both of us at the same time. She brought us to a big nursery with a lot of toys and blankets. In the corner of my eye I spot a red lion plushie. "My wed ion!!!"

It was sat on a middle sized bed along with many other teddies and fluffy blankets. Both me and Keith lie down on my bed. It was so soft, momma then walked out of the room whilst trying to conceal a giggle.

It was so peaceful and quiet until I hear a hiss erupt from Keith's throat. I look up to see a woman. "O-oh little kit don't worry no one will come and take him away from you." Keith hissed again. "Now be a good kit and die for me!!!" As soon as she said that it was as if my whole life flashed before my eyes.

*flashbacks*

"A baba" momma (Honerva) giggled at me "omma omma!!" She began crying "he said his f..."

The memory flashed to the next.

"Momma momma!!!" She was being pulled around by a strange man

And the next

"Abuela... abuela one more time sing one more time" I giggled

Until

White. Nothing.

I only hear the sound of a gun then nothing. No one was in sight. I called out for my momma and pappa but no one answered.

*-Marice-*

"BANG!!"
...

"ANCE"

The woman had shit him in the head after that the only sound was the sound of her escaping the castle.

"What happened are y...you.... WHAT IN THE NAME OF... ANTOR!!!!!!" Zarkon ran to his limp body "MARICE WHAT HAPPENED!!!" I couldn't say anything I look down to find... THE GUN!!! "Take him to the deepest parts of the palace... he shall not see the light of day for the rest of his days!!!"

I said nothing as I was dragged out not even to defend myself. Suddenly there was a growl I look up to see my momma. I cry instantly "momma!!" One of the guards knocks her out. "O momma!!" The guards pull my harder and faster until I am placed into a cell. It was dark and cold... I was all alone by myself.

*1 week later*

Momma and pappa came to visit me but I couldn't say anything. It was as if I was paralysed. Even so they come every day. I don't know what has happened with Lance but I hope he is ok.

*3 months later*

Momma and pappa don't come as often as they did before, I think it's because they are busy. I still don't know if Lance is ok but I just know that he is.

*1 year later*

No one visits me anymore. The only contact I have is when someone brings my food. I have become well aquatinted with these walls. The cold doesn't bother me anymore. I hope Lance is ok... it's really Lonely down here. Sometimes I hear voices telling me things that make me sad. I am not happy anymore it is as if my body has shut down not only my sense but my emotions as well.

*-Zarkon-*

I am currently in my study with my wife. We are looking at all of our photo albums. We are having fun remembering Antor when he was little... he is still just a youngling after all.

"Sir... he's awake!!"

I run as fast as I can to see my son sat up on his own eyes wide open (don't judge me I wanna bring my beans back together!! 😊 TwT) "s-son may I ask you what happened before you went to sleep?"

"Keef... Keef hurt bad oman try kill Keef... is ee ok?!?"

Wait does that mean MARICE IS INNOCENT!! what have I done.