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Amnesia [Suki & Summer]

Haha yeah! I'm sure she will keep herself entertained, she'd be relieved he was home at least.

I didn't know if you wanted to start the attack? We can wait a little bit if you'd like before anything happens.

Amnesia [Suki & Summer]

“Iris… Iris. Hey.”

Stirring from the sound of a voice Iris felt herself frown, moaning at them to go away as she fidgeted from the uncomfortable position on the floor. Even though she had rested she didn’t feel like she slept at all, thoughts of Caspain haunting her dreams and then thoughts of what was going to happen to her. Opening her eyes, she grimaced feeling the cold hard floor against her, sitting up she didn’t recall coming to this room but then everything felt like a blur. Startled it took her a moment to realise she wasn’t alone, and she looked towards the rebel that was in the room. “W-What.”

“Hey no, don’t worry. It’s okay. I’m not here to do anything. Remember me? I’m good friends with Maisie and you once.”

“O-Oh… no I’m really sorry. I feel like I should know you.” Iris frowned as the rebel placed down some sort of plate with food and water onto a table, it was then she realised she was in some sort of bedroom. Much better than the cell she had been in with Caspain. Caspain… he.. no. Maybe he’s not. Pushing those thoughts back down already feeling it upset her at the idea he had been killed last night.

“Yeah I heard… amnesia. My mother suffered with something similar. She never remembered everything. I’m sorry. Look… I just. I don’t know what Ethans plans are with you, but it can’t be good. I’ve never seen someone so obsessed before.” Nodding to the table the rebel then took a seat on the bed, “Just be ready to run.”

“I… I can’t. Caspain… they, I can’t leave his body here it’s not right.” Choking at her own words as Iris had already made her mind up to try and give him a proper burial, it wouldn’t be fancy nor what he deserved but she didn’t want Ethan having his hands on it. Already she felt her eyes well up with tears, the thought of him being dead still fresh. “Plus… I made a promise…”

“He’s not dead. Ethan hasn’t been given the all clear to kill him yet, they want to try again today to get the information they want out of him. If he doesn’t comply today… well then…”

“But the gunshots… I thought…” Stuttering as she started to feel a weight lift from her chest at the idea he was still alive.

“No. I mean he’s pretty hurt. He will need a lot of help if you plan to escape here together. They shot him in the leg.” Shaking his head as he grimaced, Sven was quite squeamish when it came to things like blood, so he didn’t want to think on how they had spent the evening cleaning him up. “Look, I’ve brought food and a bit of a warning. You should get yourself ready for the day and wear what they gave you. I don’t know how I can help, but I’ll try.”

“Thank you?”

“Sven. Have a think maybe you’ll remember me.” Grinning as he pushed himself off of the bed holding his hand up in a wave, “Maisie surely will if you mention my name~” Leaving the bedroom he locked the door behind him knowing he had too, it was orders after all.

Sighing heavily Iris picked herself from the floor, her head was swimming because Caspain wasn’t dead? Feeling an ache in her heart she clutched her chest as she moved over to the plate of food, he was hurt though. Determined she forced herself to eat the little food supplied, two slices of bread and water to wash it down with. Needing the energy as she still had time to break him out.

Amnesia [Suki & Summer]

Haha yes I know!

Especially as i can imagine it will take more than just a day to break her out. Especially with them forcing Cas in hospital, though he deffo needs treatment poor thing!

Amnesia [Suki & Summer]

“Pathetic.” Ethan hissed as he heard him scream in pain, well Ethan had never been shot in the leg, so he didn’t know how painful it was plus he had only had bullets graze him so far. Ethan had found a great joy in insulting the Prince as the satisfaction of harming him cheered him up, putting him in a far better mood. Hearing him yell and beg for death was satisfying to say the least and being called a psychopath was nothing to him, in fact he revelled in the fact he had gotten to the Prince and under his skin.

Ethan could see the blood blossom from the wound, and it made him happy knowing he had caused damage. Right now, it wasn’t life threatening, but he knew he had to get it bandaged to stem the blood flow. After all he didn’t want the Prince dead just yet, not when he felt like he could try to get some information out of him. Tomorrow he would look at ways to kill the Prince, he needed to discuss it with his father and the rest of the people as he didn’t want to make the same mistake Regis had. After all that mistake had cost him his life and Ethan wanted to keep his intact.

Moving over to Caspains body he nudged it with his foot sighing as he knew he would need the rebels to come sort this mess out. Ethan didn’t want to deal with it, that was beneath him. “OI, get in here. I need someone to sort out this wound and move him back to his cell.” Barking orders as he signalled at the others who came inside grimacing at the sight, “NOW. Jeez. Bunch of idiots.” Muttering under his breath as he moved outside of the room leaving the mess inside to be dealt with, not even caring that one of the rebels seemed to pull a face at his insult. After all Ethan was in charge.

What have I done?

Continuous thoughts of despair continued to plague Iris as she couldn’t stop her sobs. Not even bothering to look at her new surroundings as she didn’t care, what was left to care about? The promise that she would try to keep herself alive. It seemed silly now, did she really want to live? Certainly not with the rebels, but there was no way Ethan would let her out of his sight now. Especially as he had separated her from Caspain, their wish had been granted. A part of her wished to see Maisie, have someone to confide in and cry too as right now she felt alone. Did Cas feel that? Alone? Feeling her lower lip tremble as she couldn’t stop the spiral of thoughts and worries that surrounded her around his death.

Curling up in the middle of the floor Iris hugged herself as her sobs died down, tears still left her eyes as she let her thoughts surround her as time passed. Iris was so exhausted from the nightmarish sleep that she ended up crying herself into an uneasy sleep in the middle of the floor. Broken and devastated from the loss.

Amnesia [Suki & Summer]

I thought as much! But I always like to check, I'll move it to morning and we can go from there! I'm so excited for him to escape and go back to the Capital!!

Amnesia [Suki & Summer]

Oh deffo!

Oh gosh I can only imagine trying to get him out will be difficult, but thankfully there will be a lot going on with the attack on the base!

Did you want me to move it to next day? Ethan will probably just dump Cas back in his cell, but he'd have someone wrap the wound to stem the bleeding.

Amnesia [Suki & Summer]

Haha good for Cas! Fighting back! I expect nothing less~

I thought it would be interesting for Iris to think he is dead from the sounds of gunfire. Especially as she likes to blame herself for it all haha. I was thinking the guard that helps will tell her no he is still alive for now~

Amnesia [Suki & Summer]

There it was the fight back that Ethan had wanted. It was no fun just using someone as a punching bag even if he was pissed off with the Prince. The little bit of fight excited him, it meant he could easily continue on rolling with the punches for a bit. Who cared if the Prince had a few more bruises? It was not like the Capital would get the badly beaten body back. They thought he was dead already, so this was borrowed time, a chance for them to have some extra fun with him before they ultimately killed him.

“HAH! You do have some fight. Not some sort of sissy.” Spitting out his words as he watched Caspain tried to regain his composure, stable himself after the hits Ethan had aimed his way. “Awh… I’m sorry. Am I hurting you?” Pretending to care as the sarcasm laced his voice, each word mimicking a girly tone as if insinuating he was some sort of wuss. The adrenaline had to have hit Caspain before Ethan didn’t dodge the hit to his face, the punch collided with quite a bit of force and the shock alone stunned him. The pain hadn’t registered, but he could taste blood. The iron taste now on his tongue as he realised the punch had cut the inside of his lip.

“What is this going to accomplish Prince?” Hissing out the words as blood spluttered from his mouth, droplets of blood staining his worn white shirt as opened his mouth as if trying to attain the damage to his jaw from the hit. He could still move his jaw which was a good sign, but it had been a powerful punch. The Prince could pack quite the hit, which was clear, but Ethan had the upper hand even with his injured leg. Ethan hadn’t been on the run no doubt scrounging for whatever scraps of food they could find. The thought of the Prince slumming it gave him an odd sense of satisfaction as he took a few steps towards the Prince a grin across his face.

“How have you enjoyed life? I’m sure it’s not what you expected. No food, shelter. You’ve been living like the dog you are.” Smirking to himself as Ethan became rather smug with himself as he reached out grabbing Caspains wrist beneath his fingers. A vice like grip ensued as he tried to crush the bone in his wrist, force it to snap as he harshly pulled Caspain towards the floor. Ethan wanted to tower over him, show him who was boss and when he was on the floor perhaps, he would finally kill him. After all he wasn’t going to give out any information so was, he needed anymore?

“What a brilliant idea if I do say so myself.” Reaching back into his pocket with his other hand he pulled out the gun, first he aimed it towards Caspains heart as if he was going to shot. Finger on the trigger as his eyes burned with anger. Ethans fingers began to squeeze but at the last second, he aimed the gun to the Princes leg and shot without hesitation wondering just want the Prince would do now.

Iris felt herself jump in the seat; she had thought she heard a gunshot before but that sounded like another. Had they killed him? Trembling she felt everything go slow even as she gripped the box in her hands, colour drained from her face as the realisation that they may have actually just killed the Prince washed over her. No. No. They can’t have.

“Hear that, that’s the sound of time running out. I’ll have you escorted to your room. Feel free to get changed and get some rest. Ethan has big plans for you tomorrow Especially with what sounds like the Prince being dead.”

Although Iris heard his words, they didn’t register. She felt cold, they couldn’t have killed him, surely it was just an interrogation. Surely, he was still alive, no. She refused to believe he was dead until she saw the body. By this point as she was stuck in her own thoughts someone had already pushed her out of the chair and dragged her along to wherever else she was going now. Even though they had handled her roughly it didn’t get any sort of reaction from her, she was just pulled along like some ragdoll. It was strange because she knew what was happening around her, but it didn’t feel real. Even as they walked down the hall, even as she was now pushed into what looked like a bedroom. It wasn’t real. Iris was too focused on Caspain, that he had to be alive. Though Ethans fathers’ words crossed her mind ones more, time running out. The Prince dead. Dropping to her knees in the empty bedroom the box feels from her shaking hands, tears left her eyes as she began to sob already blaming herself for his death.

I killed him. This is my fault. Caspain is dead.

Amnesia [Suki & Summer]

Look at Cas, bless his little heart!! Ethan will shoot, I'm just leading up to it rather than having him shoot him and be done with it.

Amnesia [Suki & Summer]

Ethan couldn’t help but laugh as Capsain played up like he was in power here, as if he was strong and he had to admit he did like seeing the courage from him. It was no fun when they had no life left in them, no fight as they just let him practically beat them up. “Well. It’s still your choice for a painful death or you know… something more civil if you give us information.” It was an absurd promise of course because he wasn’t going to give any sort of mercy, not the man he loathed with his entire being.

“Well, if you’re so sure about me doing whatever I plan.” Shrugging as if it was no big deal to him, he looked at Caspain as he continued to brandish the gun, playing with it in his fingertips as he kept an eye on Caspain out the corner of his eye. “So, I’m going to get no information from you? None at all?” Without hesitation he used the gun and shot at Caspains feet, no intention to hit him but more to scare him in hopes for a slip of the tongue. For any piece of information that could help.

Taking to his feet he moved around the table and placed himself in front of Cas, his fist was clenched, and he aimed a punch to his gut. Then he aimed another to his face happily releasing his anger through blows as he tried to use Caspain as a punching bag. A part of him hoping for some fight back, the gun was stowed away in his inside pocket safely until he would shoot Caspain. Perhaps tonight would be the night he killed him; it would be the end of all of his troubles with the Prince gone. “Oh ho, calling me a bitch. That’s rich coming from a spoilt little shit like you.” Unable to stop himself from growling as he felt a new wave of anger flow through him.

Iris doesn’t love him. She will love me. Not him. Father has said so anyway. As if trying to remind himself that they could never have been in love, their confession had clearly gotten the better of him. “Tell me you would have sentenced her to death. Say it.” A crazed look passed through his face, the glint in his eyes as he raised his fist to go in for another punch. Ethan looked like some sort of crazed animal and was acting like one, all he was missing was the foaming of the mouth to signal the anger.

“What do you want?” Iris couldn’t help but ask, the whisper leaving her lips as she sat down on the other side of the desk from Ethans father.

“Come now, there is no need for the hostility. After all I thought you looked at me like a father once.” Calm spoken Ethans father offered a warm smile to Iris, reaching out as he grabbed a white box handing it to her. “I know he’s hurt you. His temper can get the better of him, but that’s because he doesn’t have you in his life to keep him on track. This fling with the Prince is nothing. I don’t think you’ve fully recovered from the trauma you faced.”

“N-No… that’s no..”

Cutting her off swiftly he held up his hand to silence her, a rather dark look crossed his eyes as he looked down at Iris. “There is only one option here. The other will ultimately be your death and I don’t want that. Your father won’t want that.” Leaning back in the chair he clasped his hands together as he nodded to the box for her to open. “A gift. You are to wear it now and for tomorrow you will be having dinner with Ethan. It will be a romantic dinner and you will be happy. You will enjoy yourself.”