"They are all asleep." Kayura stated as she walked into the living room carrying a tray of tea.
Sarah appeared back in the shadow of the Tokyo Tower.
Once a landmark, then her home, was now nothing. Byakuen busied himself
sniffing the area, faint traces of his charges were left but not much else.
Sarah just stood there, the events of the previous night clear in her head.
"I see you actually came back." a voice echoed through
the air.
"And why wouldn't I? You have my family, and I want
them back!" Sarah exclaimed.
"Family, Eh? You want your family come and find
them!" The voice laughed causing Byakuen to growl, "To get to me, you must
find the weapons of your family." Before Sarah could ask any questions
the voice was gone. Before her and Byakuen a swirling vortex appeared.
"Our fate is in his hands." Sarah stated as she
disappeared in the portal.
Deep within the dungeons of the Warriors' castle
was a girl who refused to be his bride. She was the last of her people
that remained loyal and alive. By keeping her alive he found it fun
to torture her mentally with his games. She was once a princess,
but now nothing more then a pet.
She sat in her cell awaiting the next game the Warrior
would play. She stood when the door opened, surprised already who
long it had been since his last game, but instead of the dungeon master
several soldiers appeared carrying limp forms. One by one they were
thrown on the floor. The door closed and then reopened just enough
for a few bowls of rotting food.
Tsuyu looked around her at the bodies. They
were male, and injured, they they were alive. Now she had two options,
she could ravish them all since they were the cutest guys she had seen
since her imprisonment, or she could help them. Her morals were too
strong for the first so she picked the later.
Using the straw that layered the floor she created
a sort of bed, one for all nine bodies. She drug them over to their
beds and then turned her concerns to their wounds. She didn't have
proper bandages, and her own clothes where shrinking from that purpose.
Six seemed to be wearing pants and tops while the remaining three had on
elegant robes of some sort. Since they were the least injured she'd
worry about them later. She turned her concerns to the one who looked
as if he had been injured and treated and then injured again, at least
his hands looked that way. She tore his shirt off reveling a wall
of muscle. Tsuyu found herself blushing a bit. She tore his
shirt into strips. In the corner of the cell sat a bucket that she
collected the rain water that fell from the window above. She used
the water to wash the dried dirt and blood that was on his skin and then
bandaged his wounds as best she could. She then repeated the process
with the others. Once that was done she placed the bowls of food
before each one so they could eat once they were awake. Tsuyu then
ate her own food and waited.
All he could feel was a slight throb in his head,
the kind that was intense enough to warrant notice, but not strong enough
to use drugs on. Ryo opened his eyes cautiously not knowing what
he was going to find. The area around him was almost completely dark.
He could make out lumps on the floor but not much else. Looking down
at himself he found that the very bottom of his shirt had been torn off
and wrapped around his hands where his katana's had been blasted away.
They weren't badly burnt, just a mild injury, he could still use them.
Just in front of him he noticed a bowl, a bowl that was filled with the
most disgusting thing in the world. He wasn't sure if it was food
or what. He looked again at the lumps and noticed that there were
nine lumps not counting himself. He wondered if Sarah had indeed
been caught. Standing up her walked over to the smallest figure to
find, to his relief, that is was not Sarah, but a small girl. He
quickly swept over to the others to see how their injuries where.
Most everyone seemed fine, but Shu was badly injured. The blast into
the wall in sub armor must of hurt him. He sat back down where he
had woke up and took the bowl in his hands. Who knew when he would
be able to eat next, and if he let this sit any longer it would only get
worse. He poked at it with his finger to make sure it wasn't going
to jump up and suddenly be angry about being someone's meal. When
the stuff didn't move, Ryo figured he might as well try it. He remembered
something Shin had told him about holding his nose to make medicine taste
better on the way down, maybe it would work here. He held his nose
tightly as if the pressure would make the difference, then with the other
hand he scooped some of it up and shoved it in his mouth. He found
it was some sort of fruit, rotten, but still fruit.
Slowly the others started to wake up all feeling
the same throbbing Ryo had.
"Where are we?" Rajura asked as he held his head.
"I don't know." Ryo replied as he notice Touma sniff
at the bowl, "You can eat it Touma, it's rotten fruit. But it's food."
"I guess there's no use trying for room services
is there?" Shin asked trying to lighten to mood, but got confused looks
from the Masho.
"One thing we need to find out, is who she is."
Ryo motioned to the girl that lay still asleep.
"I think we should at least let her sleep.
It seems she was the one that bandaged us up." Seiji stated looking down
at his own hand where his own NoDachi was blasted away.
"She tore my favorite kimono!" Anubisu whined looking
down between his hand and his kimono.
"At least she took it from an otherwise unnoticeable
spot." Rajura growled as he held up his sleeves one shorter then the other.
"Settle down, you'll wake her up." Shin hissed in
their general direction.
"Has Shu woken up any?" Matt asked as he leaned
over Shu who was still asleep.
"No, not that I know of. He hit the wall pretty
hard though." Ryo replied kneeling down next to his friend.
"Not to mention we were blasted out of that alley
way." Touma added as he felt the bandage on his head.