towerofanimus | Endgame: This Broken Jaw of Our Lost Kingdoms; Part One

Sleep paralysis was nothing new to Shion sadly but it still filled him with terror and probably the sight of him motionless in a cell, his face a look of pain and fear, for a hour did the same to those around him.

Eventually he could move and he rolled slightly to the side, opening his eyes and sitting up, confused, when he realised he wasn't in his bed. Confusion led to panic as he realised he was in a cell. It took a moment for him to see that there were others in similar situations. "Xion? Reno?" His voice caught as he remembered the last he had seen them, Reno being chased by Riki and Xion...

Xion his little sister bursting through to save Reno. He felt a well of pride just remembering, but it was shadowed by fear. What had Riki done to them? He peered out, trying to pick out faces, who was here? Why were they here? What were Ruana and Riki planning next?

That caught her attention quickly - those two particular names, spoken by a voice she knew better than almost anyone's in the Tower.

"Shion!" she called back, clambering over as best she was able to in the direction she thought she'd heard his voice come from. Sweeping her eyes across the room, she wasn't quite able to pin down which cell was his though. "I'm here. Where are you?"

One of her family was here. The first of her family she'd heard from since she woke up.

"Xion?" He knew that voice and he did the same, moving closer to the glass of the cage looking out trying to pick out where Xion was.

"I'm here... Are you alright?"

"Mostly," she answered.

A bit more glancing around and she had him. He was several cells down from hers, at an angle that made it easier to see him out of the side of her cell rather than the front.

"We did something crazy getting Riki out of the Tower, and I landed wrong, but... I'm okay otherwise," she continued. No need to talk about almost dying. Really dying. No need to upset him.

It took him a moment to spot her and he moved to a better place to see her better. "You got Riki out of the tower?" He's not surprised, Xion seemed to be doing something brave and crazy every time Shion turned around.

"What hurts?" He wished he was nearer to her, but he could at least attempt to instruct her in taking care of whatever injury she had from a distance.

"Yeah, we got him down to the ground floor and pushed him out the front door," she said, smiling a bit, allowing herself to feel - for the first time - a tiny bit of accomplishment at the task, even if it was overshadowed by all the things that'd happened afterwards.

At his question though, she paused. Shion was one of the people best able to handle this out of anybody. He didn't have any magic or powers, but knew more than she ever could about medical sorts of things. If anybody could help her with this, he could. Because if the time came and they had to move, the last thing she wanted was to be a burden.

"My knee," she admitted, "We've been able to heal it some but powers aren't working now, and it's still harder to stand or walk too much."

Shion blinked, they pushed him out of the front door... He smiled back, tentatively because clearly it wasn't over yet and they were more trapped than before.

Her knee, he frowned wishing again he was closer so he could see it and examine it. She wasn't screaming so he would hope it wasn't broken, but she was Xion and he could fully see her continuing with a broken knee and hiding her pain.

He took a deep breath, banishing the part of him that wanted to scream himself, or kill Ruana with his bare hands even if it meant certain death. He had to stay calm, help Xion and hopefully they would escape.

"Can you look at it? Tell me what it looks like, and exactly how it feels."

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She shifted a little, until she was able to better look at the leg, leaning against the wall of her cell as she did so.

"It's a little hard to move, though less hard than it was before the healing," she admitted, wishing they were closer too, so she didn't have to be announcing this for too much of the room to hear, "It hurts a little, though not too much right now. It looks... maybe a bit swollen, I think. I think there might be bruises around the side." She reached out and poked the areas in question, wincing a little. Okay bad idea.

Shion listened carefully feeling bad that he was making her announce this to everyone, but she needed help and this was the only way to get it to her. Swelling, hurting a little and bruised...

He still couldn't fully dismiss a break and he worried because if it was a break the swelling would be protecting the bones. But if it wasn't... He frowned, thinking. If it was a break then nothing could be done about it, no matter what in five hours everything would change and they wouldn't be in these wireframe bodies anymore. Whatever the outcome.

If it were a sprain he could probably help her enough to give her a fighting chance when the time came. He made his decision.

"Try and lift your leg, prop it up against the wall if you can, it might be easier if you lie down..." Not the easiest or more comfortable way, but he was working with what they had. "Do you have anything you could use as a bandage?"

Xion didn't waste any time following his instructions. It really wasn't the most comfortable thing, and she did end up having to lie down, but she trusted him. He knew much better than her.

"Yeah, I should," she replied, though with a bit of a grimace. All she really had were bits of the clothing she'd made over the months, and her pouch of precious things, which wasn't an option. She should be able to do without a few strips of the fabric from her shirt though, she supposed.

"Okay." Shion nodded though she wouldn't be able to see from where she was lay down. "Try and bandage it as tight as you can, it should still be comfortable and not cut off the blood to your leg."

Again things that would be easier if he were there and could bandage it himself, still she should have an idea, she had seen him bandage her injuries many times by now.

She nodded herself, lowering her leg and pushing herself up, so she was able to work on the lower part of her shirt. It took a while, but soon enough there was the sound of ripping fabric in the air. And within ten minutes, she'd managed it.

With that done, she lay back down.

"I wish you were here, to check for me," she admitted quietly, though loud enough for her to hear him. Check and make sure she'd done it right. "Anything else?"

He watched from where he stood, trying to guess from her movements if she had done it right. It would have to do. He couldn't see anything wrong with it and he nodded as she lay back down.

"I wish I was too." He said softly and shook his head, "No, nothing that can be done here anyways." There was plenty more that was needed, ice for a start. But stuck in a cell with only what they had on them...

"Just rest it, keep it up like that and tell me if it changes, if the pain gets worse."

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"Welcome back, Shion."

Diarmuid is very thoroughly studying his cell for any weakness or ways out when he hears Shion's voice. He might not be one of the two the boy is calling for, but he is very happy to hear Shion's words anyway. When Reno had brought Shion back to the hidden room dead, Diarmuid had been afraid that was it--that just like Rick, Shion was gone. After all, with them actively fighting her and so little time left, why would Ruana bother bringing any of them back?

He still doesn't understand why she did if she is as mad as she claims, but he is very relieved nonetheless.

"Xion's here, but I haven't heard from Reno yet. I...don't think he is here..." Indeed, Diarmuid hasn't heard from Suzaku either or Saber. "If this is punishment for killing Riki, I don't understand why she would separate us like this. She said she would show us all."

Not some. All...

"Thanks." Shion blushed, looking around for Diarmuid, trying to pinpoint him in the cells. He's equally as confused about being brought back but he's not questioning it too much. He's just glad that he was.

"He's not here." Shion said softly, "I just hope he is alright."

A punishment, though some where not here. Which left the question of where they were.

"Who did? Ruana?"

Right...Shion missed the whole blacking out part of this little 'adventure.'

"Yes, after Xion and the others killed Riki, there was this...pulse or wave that went through the Tower. Ruana...was not happy with what they did and shouted that displeasure at all of us before making us all pass out. We woke up here. Who knows where the others woke up. What she shouted at us was that she would show us all. Not what, just that she would."

And with Ruana, that 'what' could be just about anything...

So retribution for Riki's death. It made sense Shion guessed, after all he had been the one to stay true to her, the only one who hadn't turned on her in the end.

"She would show us..." He felt cold thinking of what she could be showing them and why there were some people not there. "I guess we will find out soon enough."

"I'm not exactly happy with just waiting. We don't have time for waiting..." Diarmuid's eyes drift toward the clock counting down in the center of the room, "Though, I am not sure if there is anything we can do, but wait." No matter how many times he has been over his cell, he has found no way out and hitting it does no good. It has only gotten those who have tried a very strong shock. There really seems to be nothing anyone can do.

Or is there?

"How are you hanging in there, Shion? Are your emotions staying steady?"

There didn't seem to be and in a way it was more terrifying than the battle had been. At least then they had been doing something, instead of trapped, helpless, waiting for their doom.

He breathed, in and out and almost missed the next question. "I'm alright... I'm in control." Mostly, he could feel the darkness of his mind, of madness and rage and fear, waiting in his shadow for him to fall into it but he was clinging to the now, to Xion in the cage three down from his, to Diarmuid's voice. Nothing would come of giving in and so he was forcing himself into calmness.

"Good. Just hang in there. We need you to stay with us and you can do it. Is there anything I can do to help?" He is proud of how well Shion is doing so far, but he needs to make sure the boy can keep hanging in there. That last death...need to be the last death. Expecting any more second chances after what just happened is a fool's game.

"Xion's hurt. She probably told you that and once we get out of here, she's going to need your help. You can do that, right?"

"I don't know..." Just being there and talking was probably the best that could be done when they were stuck in these cages.

"I know... I tried to help her but I can't do much from here, she's resting at the moment." Glancing over to check she was doing that and hadn't sat up again.

"Good. She was through a lot before this. Resting will do her good. What about you? Can you get some rest?" To be honest, between the three of them, Diarmuid has had the most 'rest,' since he was guarding the healers and the wounded on the hidden floor when this happened. That might explain why he can't even consider resting right now.

"She will need your help more once we are moving from here. It might be a good idea to save up some extra energy just in case."

"I've rested plenty." A spark of bitterness crept into his voice, he was angry at himself for dying and not being there when Xion could have needed him. He sat down anyways, wincing a little. He had a gash on his leg, it seemed Ruana was not as good as Jason as putting people back together. But it wasn't too deep and he had seen to it as best he could.

"Does anyone have a plan?"

"Death is hardly a rest, Shion. Especially if you are being angry at yourself over it. Let it go. What is done, is done. We need to focus on making a plan because no, I don't believe anyone has come up with one yet. We are all stuck on finding a way out of the cells first," Diarmuid guesses that could be a plan of sorts, but so fair finding that way out has proven impossible.

"I know more than one person has searched their cells carefully to see if they can find a way out. What about you? Does anything catch your eyes?"

Shion shrugged, it was rest enough but he didn't argue. He had learned quickly there was no arguing with Diarmuid, he was very much like Reno in that way.

If no one had found a way out then Shion was sure there wasn't one, but he looked anyways. It was something to do and it was something he could do.

He looked around, looking for any kind of weak spots. "I assume people have tried smashing the glass..."

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