(A/N Once again in Nightcore.
Song Name: Broken Pieces             Artist: Apocalyptic Ft. Lacey Sturm)
( Grayson's P.O.V )
Mia and I made eye contact before the doors completely closed. They then shut loudly, it's bang echoing throughout the room. Drake and I then turned back to the corrupt murderer.
"Now then, how about we do this species next?" He exclaimed. Drake and I both twitched. He grinned widely. He then eyed his enderman side. Afterwards his human side.
"Put him in canceler chains." Drake's eyes widen as they quickly got silver chains with large blue gems and pinned him to the floor.
(A/N the gems come in all different colors.)
They attached them to his arms and legs, taking off his regular chains and shackles.
"Now, take him to the dungeons. I must speak with him later. Meanwhile, see what you can find out about him." He ordered them.
'Speak with him?' I thought curiously. They then twisted Drake's arms and got him to move. They forced him to walk and went through the same doorway as Mia.
"Now.." The oh so humble King said, turning to face me. He smiled a smile that was bigger than his own face. You could see the crazed look and a tint of red in his grey eyes.
I narrowed my eyes.
"Your friends are lucky they're not here to see this." He declared as snapped his fingers, and a female elf in chains came with a katana. The katana's sheath was purple and lined with gold. She brought up to him and he snatched it out of her hands.
"Leave." He demanded, and she did as she was told, her eyes, full of saddness.
He then stood up from his throne and walked over to me. I struggled once more.
He unsheathed his sword. My eyes widen in horror. What was once a steel katana, was fully covered in dried blood. Blood of previous victims. His smile grew even larger. The same smile when I was captured once before. The smile of murderer.
"Hold him down." He informed. Luke and the other did as he told. The corrupt dictator then stabbed my shoulder blade deeply. I closed my mouth and cried in pain. He snickered.

( Drake's P.O.V )
The two mercenaries led a struggling me downstairs. They continued onward in the halls until we reached a dead end. One of them pressed a lever and the wall opened. They dragged me across the stairs, and led me to a room that had a steel cage and electro-magnets that blocked a magic signature. There was another set of canceler chains that were plunged in deeply in the walls, with stone covering it. They threw me inside the cage and attached the canceler chains that were in the walls first on my legs and arms. They took off the other set that was on me. I struggled with all my might, but they were able to wrap a cloth extremely tightly around my mouth. They both walked out and then slammed the cage door shut.

I heard a couple of murmurs from them and one of the mercenaries nodded, and they left the room. Minutes later, he came in with a man in a brown cloak and a decorative staff. The man in the cloak looked around his twenties and had black spiky hair. He was pale, and had light green eyes, mixed in a little with brown. He had a magical presence, but a negative one. He studied me for a couple of seconds and asks for the key to open my cage.

They hand him it, and he walks up and slowly turns the key. He comes inside and looks at me. I was in mid-air because of the chains that held my arms. He took out an empty syringe. My eyes widen at realization that he wanted a blood sample of me, and I moved around furiously so he wouldn't be able to. He held a gloved hand out and all of a sudden I couldn't move. Telekinesis. The canceler chains then lit up and started absorbing the mana. I muffled a scream in pain. He then held my arm quickly and tightly, and took a sample. He put it away and took out another one. There was a blue liquid inside. He injected it inside me and I felt woozy. The pain of the chains stopped and no longer glowed. He turned around and locked the cage door again, leaving the room. The two mercenaries that brought me here stayed, to guard me. I closed my eyes completely.

( Mia's P.O.V )
I was dragged upstairs by two mercenaries that held my arms forcefully. I looked down the whole time. They dragged me into a room that had a couple of stools and desks, and on the desks were mirrors were one could see their face. There were all types of cloths and silks everywhere, in all assorts of colors. There were many knitting kits and there were layouts of clothing everywhere. There were a couple of other females in there that were in silk dresses that reached up to their knees. They weren't in chains, but that was because there was no window to escape from, and the door was blocked by more mercenaries. In the back of the room, you could see another that was smaller with beds. It was where they all slept. There were also showers with all types of soaps. All in all, the room was gigantic. They threw me in.

"Make her look pretty for the Emperor. Call the others when you're done preparing her." One of them declared, and they both left the room. I knew that I wouldn't be able to escape, so I didn't try. They all stared at me.
"You got captured too?" One of them asked shyly. She had straight long blonde hair like me, except for the pink highlights. It reached below her waist and she had bangs. She had ocean blue eyes that seemed to glow and sparkle, but had a tint of depression. The same for the others. I nodded slightly.
"What's your name?" Another asked politely. I looked over at her and she had golden eyes and messy brown hair that hung over her shoulders, and stopped at her elbows. Her eyes were a bit droopy and seemed like one of those people that were always tired.
"...Mia. My name's Mia." I answered.

( Grayson's P.O.V )
I had cuts here and there across my body. I felt the thick liquid roll down from my wounds. I was on the ground still in shackles and chains and Luke and the other no longer held my arms. Everytime the tyrant King would hurt me, Luke would twitch. I'm not exactly sure why.
I groaned in pain as the Emperor stabbed my leg. At that point, I was too injured to do anything, and everything was beyond sore. I was at his knees, and I hate every second of it.
Just like last time.
He then stopped and sheathed his sword.
"Andrew. Luke." He demanded, and they came over quickly. The dictator lifted me up by my collar and threw me at them. They caught me and wrapped their hands tightly around my upper arms.

"Take him to the dungeons. Andrew takes first watch. Don't let him escape by any means." The man named Andrew and Luke nodded and dragged me over downstairs to a room that was empty. The walls were obsidian and near the back of the room, there was a cell. Andrew threw me inside and locked the door. Luke then left. Before he did, we locked eyes for a moment. Mine were full of hatred and disgust towards him. His were full of sadness and...regret. He then walked away, leaving me and Andrew behind. I sat back of the room sulking, and tears threaten to roll down my cheeks. But they never did. I wasn't dead, and I had a gut feeling that Drake and Mia weren't either. I had to stay strong. For my family.
For Drake and Mia.

( Mia's P.O.V )
It has been hours since I was in this room. I had showered and they all wrapped up my wounds gently, but firmly. I had found out that the one with blonde hair and blue eye's name was Emma. The one with golden eyes and messy brown hair's name was Vivian. Another girls name was Allison. She had light shoulder length red hair, and bright purple eyes. The last one's name was Leah. She had ocean blue eyes like Emma, except lighter. She also had long wavy black hair and side bangs.

They waited for my hair to dry and they took my measures and made my clothing. They worked fast. After my hair was dried and my clothes were on, they neatly brushed my hair and put it in an extremely loose braid, tied by lime green ribbons. The same color as my eyes. I was wearing a light pink skirt that led up to my ankles and put ribbons on my feet. My stomach was exposed and my upper clothing was pink aswell. It was held up by pink straps. They didn't put shoes on me and they washed, dried, and folded my old clothes neatly. My bag was taken away from me when we were captured. They then put silver chains on my wrists and legs, and that was when they looked the most sad. I was then ready.
'Well this is just fantastic! Time to go see the tyrant of an Emperor, and probably be eyed by all the men here!' I thought in annoyance. I blushed at the thought of Grayson and Drake looking at me. More so Grayson.

They led me out the room. And was then brought by one of the mercenaries over to the throne room. I felt goosebumps on my arms and legs. The floor felt cold against my feet. They opened the doors and left. All crossbows were pointed to me, and I saw some of their jaws drop as I walked by. I twitched and shuddered in utter disgust.
"Well it's about time! You look very beautiful!" The Emperor exclaimed. I jumped at his voice. Knowing what I had to do, I sat on the stool next to his throne, and didn't move.

( Drake's P.O.V )
I popped open my eyes. I was still in mid-air because of the chains, and I felt nauseous. I looked down at where the person injected me. I saw two tiny pin pricks on my arm.
"Finally awake?" I jumped at the voice and looked up, seeing the person who addressed me. I no longer felt the cloth that was on my mouth that prevented me from speaking. There was only one person in the room besides me. He had light purple hair and a penguin hat. He had two different colored eyes. One was a light orange, while another was a light blue. It was the assassin that shot me in the leg from a couple of weeks ago.
I narrowed my eyes and looked away.
"What do you want?" I asked bitterly. He sighed.
"I can tell that you're very wise. After all, you knew the Emperor's plan exactly."
"Why are you telling me this? What's your name?" I asked, curiously.
"Because you'll be able believe me. I know you will. My name is Luke." He answered.
"Pretty blunt aren't you?" I inquired. He shrugged.
"Maybe a little." I then asked him,
"What makes you think I would believe you?" I asked coldly.
"Because I come from your old world. I used to be a friend of Grayson's." He answered. My eyes widen. It then came back to me. Collin and Luke were the ones who went missing. The signs that said their names.
I turned face him. I definitely wanted to know more about him. But I'll save it for later.
"What do you want? Believe you about what?" I asked, and I stopped narrowing my eyes.
"That I want to help all three of you." He answered.
"How would you help? You shot me with an arrow."
"I'm sorry about that. I was assigned by the Emperor too. But, I'll be able to help you if I warn you."
"About what?"
"The Emperor. He wants to have a discussion with you. I don't know a lot, but, he wants you give you a choice." He answered bitterly.
"What choice?" I asked. He shrugged again.
"That's the thing. I'm not sure." He responded sadly. He turned around and started to walk out of the room.
"Why do you want to help us?" I asked. His hand was about to touch the handle of the door, but turned around to face me. He smiled sadly and averted his eyes away.
"Because I want to make it up to Grayson." He said. Before I could say anything else, he left the room.