Eraldor 2100 (JacobLoL and Firetail606)

[Zotohxan]

After Abram left Allta collapsed on the floor, James came in to act as the perfect, protective older brother. He knelt down beside his baby sister, grabbing gently onto her trembling arms and helps her to stand, then taking her into the palace's personal infirmary he fixes her up so that her pain is as little as possible. Then it's off to bed with the girl, James staying until she's actually asleep so that she could feel safe while falling into her slumber.


Or not.....


That's what Allta had silently wished to happen. But, of course, when has her life ever gone the way she wished for it to? Even one little bit? Oh, that's right... When she was with the only person to ever make her happy. When she was with Cyrus. And that's who she was silently pleading for while James was kicking her stomach and ribs, her father taking a switch blade to her thighs, and her mother simply screaming from behind the men about how worthless her daughter is... Needless to say, they were quite unhappy at the revelation their young daughter had a tattoo. And her "attitude" during today's conference didn't help at all.


Thankfully, though, after two cracked ribs, a horribly bruised stomach, her left cheek seemingly black, and both her thighs slip up mercilessly, the horrid people Allta is forced to call her 'family' finally leave, letting her to herself on the floor as she sobs.


It's not until several hours later, around midnight, that the girl awakens from her sleep induced by the sobbing she'd done. She painfully pulls herself to her feet, noticing the dried blood staining her white satin dress, both legs, as well as the marble floor beneath where she'd been. This is it... She thinks to herself as more tears begin to fall from the pain of walking back to her room. This is the last straw... I can't... I can't do this anymore..!


And, with that, she reaches her room and changes out of her royal clothes, packing up as much of her 'commoner' clothes as she can, then starting to the bathroom. She had two hours until she could sneak out, two hours until she can find her freedom. And hopefully, Cyrus would join her.

 

[TwistedDreams]

Cyrus lay there for a little longer, contemplating what to do. After a few minutes he decided he would do it, he would go see Allta as he knew exactly where her room was in the palace, it was on the second level and it conveniantley had a window he could climb too, it was a little clique climbing up to the princesses window, he didnt know what he would say or do when he got there but he knew he had to do it.


So a mere 10 minutes later Cyrus stood in the shadows of the palace, security was surprisingly minimal considering that this was the home of the royal family. He walked quickly and silently until he was directly below Allta's room, the climb was a high one and if he fell which he knew he wouldnt, but if he did he would surely die or atleast break alot of bones although Eraldor did have quite amazing healing machines.


Cyrus leaped onto the wall, grabbing at the stoney exterior, he quickly jumped up the wall grabbing at stones that stuck out just enough for him to place his hand on, all the while he thought of what Allta's reaction to his arrival would be, he could see that her window was slightly open so it would be quite easy for him to get inside.


He reached the window quickly, pulling himself up and into the room. It was quite colorful with a huge royal like bed which Cyrus immidiatley noticed was covered in a red liquid and Allta was no where in sight, maybe she had gone to the bathroom? Cyrus stood there and as he did, something rare happened, he started to get nervous. Cyrus was usually extremely confident and charming but his heart started to race as he waited for Allta to come back.

 

[Zotohxan]

The moment Allta's shower is done, she quickly jumps out from beneath the hot water which felt like fire on each of her wounds, and pulls a towel around her body. Her original plan had been to change int her 'commoner' clothing in the bathroom, grab her bag, then run as fast as she could, but thanks the the horrid burning her shower only lasted about thirty minutes.


So, she makes her way back to her bedroom, not noticing that anyone else was in there as she closes and hurriedly locks her door. With tears already silently streaming down her face once more, she turns toward the full-length mirror on her side wall and bites her bottom lip in fear to see the aftermath of what her family had done to her. Before her shower she refused to look, but now she wouldn't dare not to.


With that determination in mind, she gently grabs either side of the towel and begins to pull it open, already crying harder after seeing the disgustingly painful-looking bruise on the left side of her face.

 

[TwistedDreams]

Cyrus leant out on the balcony a little as he waited for Allta, he had no idea how things would go or what she would say. Would she scream for help? hit him? cry? He just didnt know. He was just starting to feel sick as Allta walked in, he heard the door open and close. He took a deep breath and turned around on the balcony. She hadnt seemed to see him and was dressed in only a tower, she must of just gotten out of the shower. Cyrus failed to notice the dark bruise on the left side of her face due to the fact that he could only see her back. He was about to speak when she started to take off her towel. Cyrus took a few steps forward into the room.


"Moving a bit fast arent we?" He said with his usual charm grinning, he wouldnt mind seeing her - well you know but that wasnt the point, it would be extremely creepy if he just stood there and watched and he definitely didnt want to start the conversation on the note. Cyrus still hadnt seen the bruises.

 

[Zotohxan]

Just as Allta was about to pull open the towel, she heard a voice... A man's voice. A familiar voice. Thanks to the pounding headache gained from the multiple blows to her head, Allta couldn't quite place the voices and she immediately became scared. She quickly wraps the towel back around her, holding it tightly as she turns around and stares wide eyed at Cyrus.


"C-Cyrus..." She chokes out, her puffy eyes showing pain beyond belief as a few more tears fall from her eyes. Not even caring about what had happened the previous night, not caring about how he'd managed to get into her bedroom, not caring anymore about the fact she's in only a towel with awful bruises and cuts about her body, she runs to him. She wraps her arms around the boy she'd fallen in love with in such a short time, the boy who broke her heart in time even shorter... But even with it in all those tiny pieces, he still holds them all.


"Cyrus...." Its still the only thing she can manage to say. Her mind was swirling with this and that, but most of all she was just overwhelmingly happy that someone was there who she loves, who she could feel safe with. Her wounds begin to not hurt quite so badly, the tingles going through her body from touching him are seeing to that. "I'm not... I'm not getting married... I'm not living here... I'm coming with you, Cyrus... Please..."

 

[TwistedDreams]

Cyrus' charming grin almost immediately disappeared only to be replaced by a shocked look as Allta turned around. This was when he noticed the large dark bruise on the left side of her face and the tears streaming down her cheeks as she ran towards him, wrapping her arms around his neck.


Cyrus stood there taking everything in before touching both Allta's cheeks gently with his hands, for a second he ignored what she had said about coming with him.


"Who did this to you?" He said in a low and shocked voice. Her wounds were nothing dire but they still must of been painful. He wondered why she still had them as the palace did have healing machines that healed most wounds in only a few seconds.


 
((On my phone, sorry if this is a little short))

 

[Zotohxan]

Allta winces slightly as Cyrus touches her left cheek, but quickly hides that as she shakes her head gently, "It doesn't matter..." She says softly in response to his question about who'd hurt her. She simply then bites her bottom lip in nervousness, afraid that he was maybe still upset about how she'd acted the day before. "Cyrus..." She says softly, more tears running down her face and onto his hands, "I'm so, so sorry about yesterday.. I-I was being stupid... But please, please let me come with you... I can't stay here anymore, Cyrus.. I really, truly can't." She stares up into his eyes, her own pleading and desperate as she pulls her body flush against his in a hug, "Please, Cyrus... I love you, I don't want to be with anyone else, I don't want to be anywhere else, I just want to be by your side..."


It hadn't exactly registered in her mind as she told him she loves him... Her mouth had just moved on its own. However, those words she had previously been afraid to say directly to him just fumbled out her mouth without giving her time to react. "Please.."

 

[TwistedDreams]

Cyrus paused for a second, half expecting Rivea to hiss some instructions into his ear, but none came. Cyrus' mind raced, he wanted to take Allta with him but that could very well compromise his mission, then again, he couldnt just leave her there to suffer any more horrific torture, how could her own family do this to her?


Cyrus didnt respond to Allta saying that she loved him. He shook his head slightly "Okay, ill take you" He said as their faces were nearly touching. Cyrus wasnt very good with emotion and his mind continued to swap between the mission and his feeling for Allta. He took her hands in his own "Dont you have healing machines here?" He almost whispered to her, he knew that there were machines in Eraldor that could heal almost anything, even cancer in only a few seconds.

 

[Zotohxan]

As Cyrus agrees to taking he with him, her eyes go wide and a grin slowly begins to show on her features. However, just as she's about to squeal "thank you!" And hug him even tighter, he brings up the healing machines... The young girl stiffens in his hold, her heart skipping a beat from fear as she remembers the firstomew she'd asked a similar question to her brother... To say the boy was less than pleased would have been a massive understatement.


She slowly lets out a breath, looking up into Cyrus' eyes. She would tell him the truth, no matter how painful it is. "We do... Dozens of them, in fact... But, in order to use one, someone would no doubt see me... And considering my life is lived solely within these walls... People would become suspicious." More tears spring to her eyes, "Cyrus... Its awful, it really is... They say, too, that I deserve the pain lingering as long as possible... But, really, I've done nothing wrong..!"


She shakes her head, gripping tightly to his shirt as she once more pulls their bodies flush together, resting her head against his chest as tears fall down her cheeks. "I'm sorry, for being weak..." Her apology sounds broken from the pain and timidness in her voice, "I just can't find it within myself to be strong..."

 

[Zotohxan]

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