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Royal Shadow

"You know her." Shadow said, ignoring what Nathan had said. "The least you could do is help her now." He looked at the door. "I doubt I am the best person to do that right now."


Nathan chuckled. "Not the hero anymore?" He taunted, not moving. "I can't help her anymore, I doubt she would let me so you might as well try yourself." He said before siiting down.


"Keep an eye on him Blake." Shadow ordered to the silent man. Blake nodded as Shadow walked into the room. He paused as he saw Isabella crying. He silently walked across the room and sat down a small distance from her. More than aware of the danger he took off his face, setting it on the floor beside him. "Isabella."
 
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She hears him approach and ignore his voice. She stares at the floor, "I think I've broken my hand." She murmurs after while, wiping her eyes with her hand that was alright and looking up. She stares at him for a second and looks away, her eyes watering again.
 
Shadow immediately moves foward. "May I look at it?" He asks, his hand pausing above her arm. Concern is clear in his voice as he looks down at her hand. He reaches through his cloak with his free hand, searching for something.
 
She holds her hand out in front of her, clenching her jaw slightly. She looks away from him, pain moving through her hand. Tears continue to fall down her face slowly, anger still pulsing through her.
 
He grabs her arm, looking at her hand as he pulls out a pouch. He pulls a cirlcular pill out of it. "For the pain." He explains as he hands it to her. He waits for her to swallow the pill before setting the bones that he could. He finished by wrapping up the hand in a soft bandage. "I don't have the tech to fix this, you'll have to go to a doctor." He said, letting her arm go. "The pill should last 48 hours."
 
Isabella takes the pill and hesitates for a moment, her trust clearly shattered. She winces as he touches her hand. She swallows the pill and sighs, "It won't help with every other emotion I'm feeling right now." She mutters, leaning against the wall and closing her eyes.
 
Shadow nods, sitting indian style with his hands on his knees and his back straight. "I ran away." He said after a moment. "That's why I survived. I ran, thinking they would come after me." He pauses, drawing in a deep breath.


"When I decided to become a thief, all that was in my mind was revenge. After I raided the compound I saw something that made me stop. A young girl was laying in the street, nothing more than a skeleton. No one took notice of her, but I stopped and helped her. She was so frigthened of me." He gave a sad smile. " i took her to one of my hideaways to stay the night. She kept thanking me in her quite voice, she seemed so happy that someone had noticed her." He drew in a sharp breath, pausing to bring his emotions under control. "She didn't make it throguh the night. It was then that I decided to leave revenge behind and help the people of the slums."


He sat back, unsure of how the story would effect Isabella, but he wanted to tell her at least one truth.
 
Isabella stares at the floor, listening to him, "The royals didn't kill your parents." She mutters, "You lied to me. How am I supposed to believe anything you say? Did you even care?" She murmurs sadly, her eyes tearing up again.
 
"I loved my family very much." Shadow said, his tone hiding any emotion. "Royals ruled that gang." He said after a moment. "To help control the slums population they help some of the gangs rise in power, even leading some of them." He sighed, closing his eyes as suddenly a wave of emotions long hidden washed over him.
 
She doesn't look up, "That's not the point." She mumbles quietly, wiping her eyes again. She stares at the floor, "You could have just told me the truth, because now you're just like them." She mutters, a small sob escaping her lips. She swallows now and looks up, "I cared about you. I honestly did but right now, I don't know what to think." She murmurs, standing up.
 
Shadow remains sitting. "A wise man on e told me something." He said his eyes still closed. "You either die a hero, or live long enough to see yourself become the villian. To be honest I have outlived my time." He opens his eyes. "Even if you don't trust me, please for the sake of the slums rule with kindness." He said, looking up at her. "They deserve better than those like me."
 
Isabella turns away now, her chest becoming tight, "I'll do my best for the people. Not for you, for them because they deserve so much better than everyone else." She says, her voice breaking. She closes her eyes, pinching the bridge of her nose and taking a deep breath now. She was shaking slightly, an emotional wreck with no one to trust. She couldn't even bear to look at him yet.
 
Shadow nodded in appreciation. He reached down and grabbed the mask, placing it back over his face. "Thank you." He said before rising, brushing off his cloak. "We had better not leave Nathan alone with Blake to long, most people from the slums have something against royals." He commented, looking towards the door.
 
She nods, heading back to the room, cradling her hand. She looks at Nathan and then Blake, "You can leave us now." She murmurs to the man, moving to sit, leaning against the wall.
 
Blake looks to Shadow, who nods. Blake leaves without a word, walking in the same direction his associate had gone in. After he disappears Shadow leans against the wall opposite of Nathan.
 
Isabella stares into space in complete silence, a frown on her face as she thinks, "I need a the royals mood to the prison. All guards and servant sent to me, and set a meeting with the rebels." She says after a short moment, standing suddenly, "This region won't fix itself and I can't trust anyone, so I'll do it myself." She says, her hand still being cradled my her arm. She wipes her face and looks at them, "Feel free to do whatever you both like." She mutters.
 
"You should probably get that hand looked at first." Nathan commented, looking at her hand. "If you really are determined to do it by yourself you should be at your top game." Shadow nodded his head in agreement.


"You can wait one more day before you rule, the region will not disappear." Shadow said before sending Blake a message instructing him where to send the royals. "You will need your strength Isabella."
 
"My hand will heal. It's only broken." She says, staring at them, "I've got no choice but to be at the top of my game. Not that either of you care." She says, her voice strained, she sighs staring out of the window.
 
Nathan shrugged, looking almost longingly down the hallway. "Well then, as long ad I am free to go.." He took a few hesitant steps away from them.


"Isabella," shadow said, ignoring Nathan. "I do care about you, even if you do not trust me you should know that." He said, his voice strained with emotion. "If you no longer want to be near me at least allow me to make sure you have the means to reach your goal."
 
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Isabella's head turns to Nathan first, "No. You aren't going anywhere, you'll be killed in the streets, so unless you want to go to the prison with the other royals then stay here." She says, looking at Shadow now, "Fine." She murmurs slowly.
 
Nathan huffs in frustration. "I doubt anyone could catch me, I have my ways." He still stopped moving and looked to Isabella.


"I'll have a doctor here in a moment." Shadow said, relieved as he typed away on his device. "I am also sending for an old.... Friend of sorts." He said before lookingback up at her. "He is a bodyguard by trade, but he is useful for lots of things."
 
She stares at Nathan, "Don't push me right now, not today, not tomorrow. Im trying my best, and as angry as I am with you I wouldn't wish death upon you." She murmurs sadly before looking at Shadow and nodding slightly, "After that I'm going to bed." She states, looking away almost instantly.
 
Shadow nods. "Probably a good idea." He says, looking over at Nathan. A short moment later a sharply dressed man with short blond hair and brown eyes walks in. A young boy almost runs to keep up with the mans pace, his is carrying a large bundle of equipment. The man spots Isabella and immediately moves towards her. His is a few inches shorter than her.


"Hello miss," he says with a bow. "My name is Gabriel, and I assume that you are the one that requires my services." He takes the pack from the boys arms.
 
Isabella nods slowly, "I punched the wall. Probably a bad idea, then again ." She murmurs, gritting her teeth and holding her arm out to show him. She looks around slowly and then glances at Shadow and Nathan before the man. Her mind racing on everything that had happened, "I think it's just broke."
 
"If your hand is broken that is a simple fix, but fingers on the other hand tend to be a much more delicate procedure." He removes the bandages on her hand. He handles it with care, attempting to harm her as little as possible as he looks at it. "Your hand and two of your fingers are broken." He says, a frown on his face.


"I can heal these, the trouble is setting them before hand. The serum will heal your hand in minutes, and if the bones are not set proper then they will not heal properly." He explains as he opens his kit. He grabs an instrument and moves to work on her hand.


"I gave her a mild seditive." Shadow said to Gabriel as he pulled out a small container. Gabriel nodded, placing the container back. Gabriel got to work on her hand, concentrating on the task ahead as he moved the bones.
 

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