towerofanimus | No real escape

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No real escape

Characters: Elian Zigmarl and Ryuho Ryu
Setting: Room 1-12
Format: Prose
Summary: Elian has to help out a friend from his world. It's not going to be easy.
Warnings: Death talk, emotional breakdowns, and seismic upthrusts and a lot of other things that might not make a lot of sense.

With the arrival of Ryuho came the complicated matter of taking care of his leader. He had to choose his words carefully considering now that he had no memories. Elian made his way through the halls from his current location at the infirmary, to his friend's room. There really wasn't much that he could do other than to help Ryuho understand what was going on.

The navigation came easy to him, since he worked on these floors. It was a menial job but it had its benefits. The trek through the halls allowed him time to think. It was important to make sure that Ryuho knew precisely what was happening and he left very little to chance. It was a gamble he chose not to take by leaving his friend to face his issues alone.

The otherwise stoic boy didn't show any happiness on his face through his walk. It was as if it was business as usual with the same impassive expression. All those years of discipline and training made him socially invisible and rarely has he gone out of his way to explain anything other than to those that needed to know.

This was one such incident. His small hand reached up to knock on the door upon his approach to room 1-12.

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[Pinned by the taller Ryuho, Elian didn't have any option, but to relent for now. He had to let it be known that he was jealous. He let that fester for a long time and it had to be purged. Even though it didn't last long, he eventually stopped his struggle and nodded his head.]

I'm sorry. I don't remember what happened, and I don't know what I can say, but I want to be able to help you.

[It was frustrating to say that least. That there should be something he knew, and he didn't. It was like the feeling of his alter touching his subconcious that would come into form, like having food in his mouth that he couldn't swallow.]

[Elian wanted to awaken Zetsuei but his efforts weren't enough. He wasn't his father by a long shot. He was too meek to be that strong. Still, he had to try. He grabbed that jealousy that he was willing to let go one more time. His father never pushed Elian as much as he pushed Ryuho and he felt neglected because of that fact.

He looked back at Ryuho, his teal eyes fixed on red and focused once again.]

That's not good enough!

[He made a final push using air pressure to make an attempt to shove Ryuho off and away from him.

Elian, deep down cared for Ryuho like a brother and doing this did hurt him but it had to be done. There was no one else that could withstand Zetsuei, and there was no one else here that wasn't afraid to die.]

[Ryuho helped on, determined not to be pushed back this time. His soft eyes hardened.]

That's enough. Stop it!

[Elian also had a harder task than his father had. His father had to fight past Ryuho's reluctance, Elian was dealing with his full amnesia.]

[Ryuho's forceful voice broke Elian's concentration just enough to shock him. His head lowered as if he was a punished child by his older brother. Despite being upset, he was still in control enough to not let it control him.

Tears fell down his cheeks again in soft sobs. It was hard seeing Ryuho like this and even harder was he was doing it by himself with no support.]

You don't have to take this all on by yourself.

[Ryuho's voice was soft again and he placed his hands on Elian's shoulders.]

I think it will take time for me to get my memories back.

[Exhausted, Elian couldn't perform another attack even if he wanted to. It was mentally and physically draining. The last time he tried, he bled from his ears from the push and that was only to survive and protect others from the attacking monsters.

He fell to his knees, not out of submission, but out of this exhaustion.]

Will you be okay?

[Ryuho move to sit next to him, concerned by how much energy he had expended all at once.]

I will be okay, are you? You wore yourself out, didn't you?

[He nodded his head.]]

Yes.

[His shoulders shook on the inhale from the remnants of his pent up jealousy. He used his sleeves to wipe his eyes.]

I'm so sorry you've been alone here. Let me do whatever I can.

[He was still so lost and confused, but try as he might, he couldn't make the memories come, no matter how many times he repeated the names in his mind.]

[He inhaled deeply and nodded his head. Elian has been fighting ominous feeling of loneliness for a long time. He was practically raised alone even though he was close to the commander. It didn't matter now. He wasn't alone anymore.]

It's okay. I'm sorry that I attacked you. I thought...I thought I was helping, but I was wrong.

It's fine. I think it did help a little, at least I could feel a bit of my power. I just don't have the memories to form it.

[He remained sitting near him, offering what comfort he could.]

[Elian drew his knees toward his chest and wrapped his arms around his legs. His small body curled next to Ryuho's. At the sound of those encouraging words, he looked over his shoulder toward him with hope.]

I don't know about your childhood to offer that kind of help. Unkei and Kigetsuki tried to control your mind once under my father's orders but the mission failed. At the time, I was struck down so I didn't see everything that happened. Urizane filled me in on what happened.

When did that happen?

[Ryuho asked, since it sounded like something that was recent, but he didn't remember it any more than anything else.]

I believe it was a day or two after you were found by Scheris and Urizane at the mining town. Kigetsuki used his Tokunatsu against you along with Unkei's Mad Sprict.

[Even to Elian, everything was jumbled up. He placed his chin on his knees in thought.]

The mining town... I just got to that place. There was an alter user in charge and I fought him off.

Dread Red. He had Delay Octopus. I've known about him but he really didn't do anything at the time worth noting. Not until he started killing people through extortion that I had to tip off the closest unit. That was when they found you.

"Can we be from different times?" He asked, because he was fairly certain that hadn't happened yet.

"Affirmative." Elian said with a nod. "I come from the future if only by a week."

"Then if the administration here is telling the truth about choosing us to survive our worlds, they either knew that our world would be destroyed, or they can travel in time. But it's strange, because I wasn't missing from your time, was I?"

The whole thing was so confusing.

"We had to evacuate before I could track anyone. Your power signatures and bio-signs changed when you had gone into the Other Side. It took several months to find a signature remotely close to yours. Dread Red was the tip-off." Elian took a little time to think about what Ryuho had said.

"I would assume that the Administration can do more than just travel in time. It is also possible that you were here before me and in stasis before they decided to release you." He was more than likely over-thinking things a bit, but he didn't dismiss any possibility whatsoever.

"I have also met others here from different worlds and timelines that have met their doubles. I have seen doubles myself."

"I'm not entirely sure what you mean by the 'other side'. What exactly happened?" He assumed it had something to do with the upheaval though.

"But if I was in stasis, how would I have been in your memories? Unless they made a duplicate somehow."

Explaining different worlds was going into a territory that would require a lot of math to figure out and his head was already hurting from all of this. He shook his head. "It's not important. I was only musing."

Addressing the issue about the Other Side took precedence. "You and Kazuma engaged in battle. The hatred that the two of you felt for one another was intense enough to cause the Second Uprising. It was then that both of you had vanished for several months...eight, I believe."

"I think we must have come back before that, at least I was wander the Lost Ground for awhile."

His hair hadn't grown out though, and he didn't remember cutting it.

"I wasn't able to find you until the Native Alter that had captured you set off my sensors. That's how we managed to find you. Mujo wanted you captured along with Kazuma." He drew his knees in tighter. He could never compare to the power those two possessed by a long shot.

"When we found you, it was as if you returned without any change at all other than your loss of memories. It was...it was hard not knowing what happened to you that made us worry. We weren't sure if you were alive or dead. My father told us to keep looking and we did."

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