Old Scars Still Torment

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There was a ringing in Edmund's ear that caused him to stir. He refused to wake up at first, but the ringing and the pain in his forehead forced him to do so. Edmund noticed that it was dark and gloomy as his senses started kicking in. His hand went immediately to his forehead when another wave of pain hit. He felt something on his forehead and confirmed it was blood when he looked down at his fingers "Where am I?" He thought to himself. "What happened?"

It was all a blur

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It was all a blur. He remembered the attack, the mist, and then...nothing. He took a look at his surroundings and realised that he was in a prison cell of some sort. The bars were too close to slip though, and the lock was too tough to break.

"Great." He said in a sarcastic tone. He found Lucy right next to him, sleeping on the ground. It also seemed that her forehead was also bleeding. "Lu." He whispered as he nudged her softly. Edmund waited patiently for her to wake up as she started to stir.

"Ed, where are we?" Lucy panicked as she looked around, not recognizing their location.

"I...I don't know, Lu."

"Are you hurt?"

"I should be asking that to you." He said, gesturing to her forehead.

Lucy touched the bleeding spot on her forehead but noticed that Ed's was much worse. So, she started cleaning his wound off with her handkerchief. He tried to push her away, insisting that he was fine, but Lucy wasn't buying it. Eventually, Edmund knew he was going to lose this fight and stopped resisting. "Do you have any idea what happened or where we are?" She asked him.

"I wish that I did." He mumbled. "But I don't remember anything from when the mist formed. As for where, I would guess some kind of lair on the Dark Island's, because well it's dark."

Lucy smiled. It was the first time she had done it in awhile. Edmund could always, even in the darkest of situations, find ways to lighten the mood.

In the corner of her eye, she saw a merman. "Hey!" She called out to him. "Can you please help us? Or at least tell us why we are here?"

The merman looked at her with sorrow in his eyes. It was as though he wanted to say something but he just turned and walked away. Lucy slumped against the cold stone wall behind her. She knew she had to be strong, but it was hard when she felt so helpless. She never really felt helpless. Maybe it was because she had only been kidnapped once before, and her kidnapper was her friend Mr. Tumnus.

She had been lucky, considering the amount of times her other siblings were put in danger. Lucy was always left behind on dangerous missions, and she always had the most guards. Back then, she was usually furious with Peter for either leaving her out or not letting her go anywhere without guard. But right then, she felt like she needed those things more than ever.

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