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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 500px; text-align: justify][size=8]The harsh voice snapped him out of his reverie, his gaze lifting from the food at the mouth of his cage and the flies that surrounded it. The harsh sound of buzzing seemed to be the only noise he could bear among the sounds of coughing, cursing, muttering, and pained groaning. He wanted to block the noises out but he was defenseless. He lifted his painfully bright blue gaze to Ajax and immediately narrowed his eyes. He had met loud people like him before: his father had been the same way, rejoicing in his brutality. He was used to it, and thus barely flinched at his words, instead leveling his gaze to a more distasteful look. "What do you want," he deadpanned in a harsh growl, his head beginning to throb from the overwhelmingness of his surroundings,

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 500px; text-align: justify][size=8]:0 he could always trashtalk somebody to piss them off xD


    and omg YES haha it would be awesome if they both teamed up on mika to beat him up LMAO maybe he could join in during the private thread if mikas bitching gets too loud? LMAO


    OMG YES @CRONUS it would be funny if he started dragging mika around just to piss him off and get revenge for his shit talking OMG!! he could also beat Mika up when sun isn't around ;^)))

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 500px; text-align: justify][size=8]OMG YESS!!!! he could go off on a tangent and mika would be like "holy shit" it would really develop their character B^))) OMG it would be so funny if they ended up having some twisted "friendship" where cronus vents his problems while beating up Mika and mika uses the pain to distract himself from bloodlust :0


    anyways we definitely need a thread!! want me to make?

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 500px; text-align: justify][size=8]He was dragged kicking and screaming out of his short blissful memory. All too soon did he feel the harshness of light behind his eyes accompanied by... pain. It was an odd feeling that slowly stretched across his cheekbone and made his head hurt. His eyes peeled open and swam around before locking on the hazy figure in front of him, only just barely able to make out a silhouette. Why? What? What was happening? He was a mess of confusion and pain, the remnants of unconsciousness clinging to him. He mumbled out some kind of blearily nonsense that was supposed to be a question and ended up as little more than slurred gibberish. He made a pained cry as he was flipped over and felt sticky blood drawing down his face as tightness pulled around his limbs and locked them. Panic began to press in his chest as he strained his neck and struggled against the chains, consciousness slowly beginning to leak in and disrupt the peaceful quiet.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 500px; text-align: justify][size=8]fellow prisoner thread?? mika could feel bad for him and take him under his wing and try to teach him to defend himself even though he's been reduced to a kitten size LMAO

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 500px; text-align: justify][size=8]Mikaela had stopped counting the days he had been here. Likewise he had stopped counting the number of times he was jeered at or physically hit, how many times people had come in to rape him as if it were some kind of cruel game. Less so than when he was as his older self, but there were still plenty of pedophiles in the Exiles who used the boy for their cruel games. The blonde had never felt so violated, so sick, so exposed in his entire life. He barely had a mind of what they were doing to him. He only knew it hurt and that he didn't want it just like everything else. But also just like everything else, the pain eventually grew numb to him. If anything it distracted him.


    The kitten settle down and rested his chin on his paws, poking his pink nose through the bar cages tiredly as he watched the shadows twist in front of him and tried to block out the noise of the prisoner next to him mumbling in his sleep. He was convinced the guy was insane, but he didn't blame him. Mika sometimes questioned his sanity himself.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 500px; text-align: justify][size=8]He decided that speaking was no longer benefitting him. It only made his head hurt. Not only was he hurt and alone in some rank prison, but he was also reduced to half his age and didn't know why. He shrunk further into his cage as a distraction arrived and pressed his teeth against each other as he flicked his gaze towards Sun as she started to back away. Biting his tongue, he closed his eyes tightly shut and tried to summon back memories of Yuu and Reiki, the former's bright smiles and the latter' smell and the way he clung to him when he was scared. He imagined their warmth, selfishly pretending that he was not here but rather back in Scarclan. No, back in the orphanage where the rest of his family was, with all of them crowding around as Mika read nursery rhymes to them and Yuu occasionally interjected about how stupid the rhymes were and how Akane said he was reading them wrong. He held onto those memories and tried to ignore the Exiles around him.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 500px; text-align: justify][size=8]He had been so lost in his thoughts when Sun came crashing in that when she hit his cage he reared backwards in terror, shaking like a leaf for a few moments as if expecting her to hit him again when he recognized who she was, if only because she called him Mikaela. His terrified blue eyes slowly calmed as he settled back on his paws and eyed her wearily, still nervous that she secretly held contempt for him just like the others. God... she wouldn't do the same thing as the others would she? He bit his tongue as he narrowed his eyes, forcing an air of indifference so that she didn't know how scared he was of her. "I haven't got anywhere else to go," he replied in a low mutter as he tucked his chin into his chest, his voice trembling ever so slightly. "Why are you running?"


    (D: omg poor sun!!)

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 500px; text-align: justify][size=8]Fortunately for Ajax, Mikaela had been reduced to little more than a child himself (and he didn't know why) and even so he was extremely skinny and malnourished as it was, obvious thin and weak in his already feminine stature. He flinched as the meat was thrown at him and stared at it with evident disgust. Not only was it flesh but it was also rotting and reeked of disease. It was one thing to be choking down meat, but to eat something this disgusting... his stomach weaved into churning knots as he gritted his teeth and shook his head. "Īe," he replied quietly, his answer obviously meaning no with the accompanied head shake. He inched further backwards into the cage. [b]"I don't want that."

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 500px; text-align: justify][size=8]"Ne, you wouldn't know that," he defended, growing more confident the more he spoke to her. His usual attitude of being protective was growing even stronger and it was probably because he was in this state: he felt he had to protect the other kids in this state even though he was powerless. Of course, they were all dead now. He had seen their corpses. His blue eyes narrowed as he crept slightly closer to her, tilting his head a little so his feathery blonde fur caught off of the dim light in his cage. It was probably the only thing keeping him alive, that light- the lack of it was already making him sickly with the lack of Vitamin D. His feminine features had always antagonized him and they were even more obvious in his starved state. "I was captured by your sick Clanmates." That was the only reply he gave to her question and it was slightly bitter in his childish tones, though he had a curious expression as if he was trying to get her angry. He was afraid of kind people. When she looked up to him he blinked slightly as he noticed a faint glisten to them in the shadows. His jaws parted before clamping shut, deciding not to question it. [b]"Oy... what's your name anyways? I told you mine so it's only fair you tell me yours..."

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 500px; text-align: justify][size=8]His clan? Oh. That figured- of course they would want information on where he came. But as far as he was concerned he hasn't spoken to a single one from where he hailed, only Eve who had captured him knew where he came from because he'd taken him from there. A bitter smile pulled at his muzzle, and it looked as if he were sneering or baring his teeth in a rather childish manner. He lifted his chin and stared Ajax down, unwilling to fall prey to his antics. While he felt no loyalty to Scarclan after all this time, he was not going to expose anything about Yuu in the process, or Reiki. He had to keep them safe. "Go ahead and try," he challenged simply.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 500px; text-align: justify][size=8]"I'm a kind person...?" His statement ended up more of a question as he tilted his head inquisitively, before listening to her next words. He blinked in surprise, having not expected her to so easily agree with him, or to thank him. He shuffled his paws uncomfortably and inched further back into the cage. "But you still like them?" It was so weird to be a child here. How did they manage to break them so much to become to detestable things that plagued the Clan? He curled his tail over his paws only to wince at the pain of his sore muscles. The Exiles members who hurt him were very rough and liked to hurt him as much as possible.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 500px; text-align: justify][size=8]>((( MY POOR HIYOKO WTF!!! but track omg mika could overhear from the prisons but not tell anyone :0

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 500px; text-align: justify][size=8](omg this is so late im sorry)


    "Kuso. How long am I going to be locked up in this hellish place..." muttered the kitten under his breath as he wrapped his paw around the crate gates, ignoring the tingling pain as they cut his pads. Who cared if he got tetanus? He needed to escape so he could go back to protecting the people he cared about from monsters like this. Anger swelled in his stomach as he pressed his forehead against the bars and growled darkly under his breath. I promise I'll be home soon. Already they had done the worst things to him. His loose neck collar had been tightened and dug into his skin, and he was covered in bruises from abuse. He hated these Exilers. He had protected Yuu from them once before and now they had taken him- some of them had already tried to unlock his thoughts of Yuu but he refused.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 500px; text-align: justify][size=8]If there was one thing on this earth that Mikaela Hyakuya was good for, it was his ability to shut up and listen. Talking, on the other hand, was something that did not come easily to him in the slightest. It took him days, weeks, months to open up to somebody, whereas it could take somebody only a few minutes to open up to him. Yuu and Reiki were different, though, they... they took a lot of nagging and digging and fighting to open up to him. The darker one's heart was, the harder it was to expose those things. He had held both of thm, as they fought through whatever nightmares or terrors enraptured their mind, he had been there to calm them down when they couldn't do it alone. And they had done the same for him.


    "Do you think they're safe here?" His voice was small and it was obvious by the distant look in his blue eyes that he was somewhere else entirely, back in the vampire city with his family around him, slipping out in the dead of night to do "errands" where he gave up his blood in order to keep his family safe, to gain the vampires' favor. He took a small shaking breath and focused on Sun again, blinking in the darkness. [b]"Your family, I mean. Don't you want to take them someplace safer, without... sickos?"

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 500px; text-align: justify][size=8]Not her place? Mikaela had never held that thought before- he automatically assumed he would do whatever it took to protect his family regardless of what they thought. Perhaps he was foolish in that manner. He started to question her when she continued and he quickly shut his mouth, a trained response as every time he spoke out of turn here they punished him, even though he knew in back of his head she wouldn't do that. He still couldn't trust her. Just like them. Her words sent a chill down his spine and he subconsciously stepped several paces backwards until the back confines of the cage hit his hind legs. However the next sentence that left her mouth made him freeze before understanding flickered in his eyes and his defensive posture melted into one of exhaustion as he settled into a lying position and dropped his chin on his paws, already finding images of the past abusers who came in here flickering through his head. He forced them away harshly. "Do you hate him? The one who raped you?" He met her gaze evenly even though he felt genuine curiosity burning in his stomach. He knew for a fact that he hated the ones who hurt him, hated them for taking something special from him, hated them for enjoying it and trying to make him like it to. He didn't want to be the only one who hated them. He could apologize, he couldn't promise to get vengeance... he couldn't do that. But he wouldn't blame her, and it was obvious in his bright blue eyes that he understood.