Kyson made his way down to the torture chamber where he knew the girl was being kept. Ape had said that two girls were brought back to the island from Promise Island. He wasn't sure which one had escaped Pandora's box, but, he may as well start with the one locked in a room, unable to escape. He walked into the room and saw a young girl, blonde, and he narrowed his eyes and looked back at the twins, "You guys are good at judging people right? This one guilty?" He heard somebody coming down the stairs again and he turned on his heels to watch the now closed door, he wasn't sure who it would be, but, he was hoping for anyone other than Rion or Reast. They wouldn't want anyone in here with this girl. If she was in the torture chambers, there was a reason behind it. If this girl tried to choke out Lucee, he knew that Reast and Rion had a blood lust for her and he smirked, even if this girl did escape from Pandora's box, she wouldn't live much longer.
Post by Caleb&Callum Reynard on Jan 31, 2016 22:03:38 GMT -5
The twins followed Kyson to the torture chambers and Callum stayed by the door, it was a habit for Caleb to check things out and for Callum to keep watch in case a fight broke out. Caleb looked at the girl and tilted his head and narrowed his eyes..."Melanee...She's a banshee who works for the hunters. She was apparently the sister of some little purity kid or something, I never involved myself with her. That's all that I know about her." Callum cleared his throat, which was the sign for Caleb to turn his attention towards the door because something, or someone was coming. Caleb sighed and did so, he noticed that KYson was already looking at the door. This Trickster had a few experiments done on him to make him stronger, faster, and enhanced his abilities, Caleb knew because it was part of the reason that Kyson was found innocent. The Hunters had experimented on him countless times. They pretty much made him a Super Trickster, which, they are going to regret later, he thought. So now, all three boys turned their attention towards the door, waiting for it to open, waiting to attack.
Post by Melanee Sinclair {Deceased} on Feb 1, 2016 2:18:57 GMT -5
Curled up on the floor, she never even saw the mans face enter the darkness. Until she heard his voice is when she finally realized the quiet. Sitting up immediately she looked out at the glimpse of light created by the mans face. Shaking here head at the man she tried to speak to him but her voice was hoarse and she couldn't help but cough at first. Trying to show that she understood what the man said she lifted her hand up and nodded. She knew very well that she was an omen for death, no matter what she did or where she went people died. The hunters tried to make her accept that as part of who she was and use it against those who had done her wrong, but look at what it had brought her. She had done nothing bull kill her entire life, starting with her mother and most likely ending with her sister.
As the man began to leave, Melanee cleared her throat, all while holding her hands in the air to gesture she meant no harm and used all the strength she could manage to speak, "Thank you... truly, for letting me out of there... thank you." She knew they intended to kill her, but regardless of the situation at hand the gesture seemed like mercy and she would enjoy every second she had to be out of that terrible place. She lied back down on the floor, arms and legs spread out, her cheek pressed against the cool tile. Her head ached from all the voices that had surrounded her now suddenly gone. She felt like her ears were bleeding, her head full of water, but with every second she spent out in this room the aching slowly subsided. She barely heard the people coming down the stairs, nor did she really care. They could have their way with her, tell her to kill herself whatever, she would do their bidding, and she would be grateful for whatever death would bring her.