Well, here I am. In a cage because of Sky. How joyous. I think I can trust someone for a day, and he turns around and stabs me in the back. Now I'm stuck in a cage, and I have four younger boys in here with me, all sort of afraid of me.
The one who had spoken to me is now strangely silent, and they all sit in a loose ring around me. The two with the little colored fires are watching my every move. The kid with the hat speaks first. "Hi! I'm Jerome. What's your name?" I sit up, and answer him,"I'm Ty. Nice to meet you Jerome. Who are your friends?"
"Oh! Seto has the purple fire thingy, Brice has the blue one. And then this is Mitch." "They all look terrified of me. Did I do something?" Mitch speaks up,"Well, we've never seen anyone like you. I don't think anyone in the world has." Just as Mitch finishes his sentence, he freezes, and scrambles backwards, back toward the shadows. Jerome and I follow his line of sight to the door. Just beyond the bars are two glowing yellow orbs, about eye level. Wow.
I watch these orbs, and they come closer, making a figure appear from the shadows of the hallway. When the figure reached the door, I recognize who it is, but not with those eyes. It's Sky, but I'd only seen his sunglasses, probably because of this. He has his hands splayed in front of him. "No! Don't be afraid! I'm not my father. I don't want to hurt you! I just wanted to know you guys."
I frown, "What do you mean? You got me stuck in here." He lowers his head shamefully. "I know, but not on purpose! I locked the door so no one could get in! The damn maid has every key to every door in the house, and I forgot."  The two sorcerers- Seto and Brice- are still watching me, I can feel their eyes on the side of my head. Then Sky teleports in, and Seto freaks out.
He tosses his little purple flame, and it flies with amazing speed toward Sky. Sky waves his hand at it, and it dissipates. Brice does something similar. He creates a second flame on his other hand, and whips the first one like a baseball. This one hits Sky, and he stumbles.
When Sky stands straight again, he flicks his wrist, and a small gold orb appears, hovering over Sky's fingers. It floods the cell with light, and the boys who aren't used to the light anymore squint. Seto and Brice just stare at Sky, and they look particularly confused. Brice asks,"When you say you aren't your father, who is your father? You never said." I look up at Sky as well, because he'd never told me either. Go figure.
"My father is Herobrine. Happy?" I jump to my feet, "You brought me into Herobrine's castle?! How stupid was that?!" He reacts to my screaming quite severely, and snaps, "I know it was stupid. But if the damn maid didn't have the damn keys, you'd have never been caught! It was pure dumb luck that she had the keys!" Just as he says that, the pain of my broken wings starts to register. It'd been numb for about an hour, and it was starting to hurt badly.
I pull my wings in front of me slowly and painfully, and I sit back down, careful not to sit on my wings. Brice and Seto notice my anguish, and they scoot closer to investigate. Sky sits on the floor, tired of arguing, and Jerome starts talking to him. Mitch is still petrified in the corner, and Brice and Seto are helping me. Jerome and Sky have apparently found a topic to discuss, and they're enjoying their little conversation.
Brice sees the problem first, with all the hollow bones at strange angles. Brice tells me to relax, and coming from a 12 year old, it's weird. I have four years on him, and he's telling me to do stuff. Anyway, I do as I'm told, and relax. Seto reaches out for my left wing, and Brice does the same with the right.
It's weird, and I feel like no one should touch my wings. I let them though, and both boys have one hand glowing in their respective colors, and they're sort of- following each broken bone with their small hands. They have my wings stretched out, and their tiny hands are barely touching my wings. Their hands are like, hovering around the bones. Brice runs his hand over the first break in my right wing, no pain comes, and when he passes the broken area, it looks like it's healed.
Seto does the same, and the same results come. They do this with each break, and soon enough, my wings are entirely healed. Sky and Jerome are still talking, and Mitch had joined them. I stand, and I can finally fold my wings back in. I feel lighter, because my wings are no longer hanging below me.
Sky comes over, and everyone freezes. We all hear the faint footsteps approaching. Seto, Brice, and Sky extinguish their flames, and we're back in the dark. Sky is gonna give us away anyhow, because he doesn't have his sunglasses on. His eyes glow. Of course, so do mine. But the yellow will give it away. The purple of my eyes will be expected by guards.
I shoo Sky out, and he teleports. It was too late though, and the guard approaching saw the yellow glow for a few seconds before Sky left. He had most likely seen Sky's outline in the dark as well. The guard pauses, and turns around. He shouts down the hall, "Yo! Get me the house master. I got weird stuff in here."
Someone yells back, "Like what?" The guard calls back,"I saw the house master's son in this cell. Warn the house master. This is dangerous," Then he turns back to the cell. "And get the house master's cell man. We're gonna need some help getting stuff out of the prisoners." He turns and keeps walking.
Brice reacts quickly to the phrase, 'cell man' and so do Seto, Jerome, and Mitch. They recognize this, and I have no experience with it. They fill me in before this person shows up, and Seto shows me scars he has from this guy. There are whipping scars across Seto's hands and back, and Brice has whipping scars along his hands and wrists. Mitch shows me a single whip scar deep across the back of his neck, and Jerome has nothing to show but seriously dark bruising.
Then, the guy shows up. In his hand, I can barely make out a whip. Soldiers pour in and chain us up. They actually clamp metal bulbs around Seto and Brice's hands. The rest of us are just cuffed. They recognize the damage my wings can do, and they take a thick chain and tie my wings down.
They walk us to a dimly lit white room, but it's super bright for us after so much darkness. Mitch, Seto, Brice and I are chained to a wall, while Jerome is forced to his knees, and then he's handcuffed to a special link in the concrete floor. The whip is unfurled, and it's soft leather makes very little noise as it touches the floor. It swings along the concrete, and it snaps deep into Jerome's back. Mitch, Seto, Brice and I all look away, horrified to watch.
Jerome keeps crying out in pain, and we hear the snaps, until it stops, and we all look back up. Jerome has fallen over in exhaustion. The one soldier pulls him away to a corner, where he's chained down. The whip is visibly covered in blood, but sad to think of it, the cuts had been so clean, there was not a single drop on the floor except for where the whip dragged. The torture continues.
They take Mitch off his chain, and repeat the process they had with Jerome. It's horrible to listen to, and I don't know what to think of it. Then, they follow a different procedure when they pull Seto and Brice. Instead of being chained to the floor by their hands, backs exposed, they're chained to a separate wall by their waists, and their hands are held open in front of them. The lashes go to their hands.
Their magic is mainly cast through their fingers as I'd seen before, and I think the guards were trying to remove that ability. Both sorcerers keep silent, neither making a sound, whereas Mitch and Jerome had screamed. I feel incredible amounts of sympathy for these boys. All 4 years younger than me, and having to endure this. It's sad to think of how long they've dealt with this, how long they've been down here.
Do they even remember the sky? The trees? The lights? I forget my questions when I'm caught in the forearm by the whip. It digs through my flesh and pulls a deep gash in my arm. I'd been thinking so deeply, I hadn't noticed they moved me to where Seto and Brice had been. My arms were bare and exposed anyway, so to them it was an easy targeting place.
I bit my lip hard, and stayed as quiet as possible. Lash after lash is given and received, but I still make no noise, and I lower my head to block my eyes. Around thirty lashes are transferred, and they take me off. My eyes water from the pain, but I keep quiet, as to relieve myself of further lashes. Out of the blue, the back of my neck explodes with pain, and I turn, to see the whip withdrawing from my neck and shoulders.
We're led to a brighter room, and they chain us to the chairs. The first guard sits across the table from us, "Now. WHY was the house master's son in your cell? WHY was Master Skybrine in your cell? Anyone? Any ideas?" None of us speak. We either stare at the wall behind the guy, or at the floor. "This is not a smart choice, kids. No speaking means more whipping. Do you want that instead?" We keep to ourselves, and stay silent, practically ignoring this guy.
He takes a deep breath, and goes, "More whipping it is. Let's go!" The process repeats like this twice more, and finally, Jerome cracks from the pain. He screamed, "I don't know what he wanted! He was just there! He didn't speak to us!" The guy zeroes in on Jerome, and asks, "Are you sure? He seemed awfully upset when we saw him again in the main hall. Did you manipulate him, or try? Did you speak to him and corrupt his prestigious ways?" Jerome shakes his head wisely, and the guard steams.
"That'll be all. Take them back to their cell." he snaps. We're led back, and everyone is glassy-eyed, numb with pain. Silence reigns over the cell. My wings were kept under the chain, so it was heavy and uncomfortable to sleep with. Sleep overtakes me though, and I pass out on the floor.

-(A/N)-
Soooooo. I written 1900 or so words in this chapter. Even better, at 2:30 am. I'm tired and strung out, so I won't be surprised if there are errors in my grammar. Just tell me if there are any. Lol.
~Percabeth1Jackson