Fushigi Yuugi Fan Fiction ❯ Cold As Ice ❯ Captured! ( Chapter 2 )

I apologize in being so long in getting the next chapter out. However as you all know life happens.

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Silent Messiah

Cold as Ice Chapter 2

Tamahome awoke to stiffness in his arms and legs. 'Man that cold ground must be getting to me. Next time I'll sleep closer to the fire,'he thought as he moved to stretch finding he can't!

Tamahome's eyes shot open finding himself chained, lying on a cold floor. He tried to move to get his bearings but fell when he put weight on his one leg.

'Oh Suzaku that smarts! But how . . .the tree . . . Soi . . .MIAKA!' his mind thought frantically. Where could she be? Did she get away?

He blinked his eyes a few times adjusting to the dimness in the room. The walls were bare except for shackles dangling from them. There was only a single door. Only small crack like windows high above him letting in a small amount of light. It was his only indication that it was day or night.

'Great Suzaku,' Tamahome prayed, 'Please keep your daughter safe as I have not been able. Protect her now that I may not be able to again.'

Suddenly, the room seemed flooded with light as the door creaked open. Tamahome reflexively squinted his eyes at the intruding light. A lithe figure stood just inside the door. Unable to see completely who the figure belonged to due to the blinding light, he could only guess. From her stance, yes was definitely a female, it had to be Soi.

"Well look who finally decide to wake up," Soi stated as she strode into the cell.

"What do you want from me Soi? Do you plan on taking me back to Yui? Where's Miaka!?"

"Now, now Tamahome. Is that anyway to talk to your hostess?"

"You're no hostess, Soi. If anything, you're a selfish, manipulating...." Tamahome's response was cut off as lightning bolt hit just beside his head.

"Next time, I won't miss," she snapped. "If you MUST know, your precious little Priestess is unharmed. . . for now. As long as you cooperate that is."

Tamahome seethed inside wishing he weren't hurt so that he could get away from Soi and find his beloved. However, still injured he could only wait and play along. Hopefully in the process finding out exactly what Soi was up to. He balled his fists but nodded in consent.

"That's much better," she stated as she knelt down by his feet.

Two other figures appear from behind Soi and step into the room. The two women leaned and whispered something to Soi which caused her to glare at them. Tamahome's thoughts started to wander as to how he could eventually make his escape. His Thoughts did not get far as the two women started to lift him up.

"Where are we going?" Tamahome blurted out.

"You are Injured are you not? I suppose I could leave you here and wounded. Then your leg will never heal properly. Or you can allow yourself to be helped by these two ladies so they can start to mend your foot. The decision is yours," Soi proclaimed. She knew he would not refuse. She knew as with any man in his situation he was already thinking of escape. Any help to heal more quickly would aid him in his quest. But she had other plans for him.

Tamahome nodded reluctantly as Soi had known he would and helped as much as he could with one good leg and shackled arms to stand. Soi walked to behind him and tied a black cloth around his eyes.

"We wouldn't want you trying to escape now would we? Otherwise some harm may befall your beloved Priestess..." she trailed off knowing she had the desired effect as he stiffened. "Now be a good boy for these ladies. I will be watching you."

Tamahome's heart lurched at the thought of anything happening to Miaka. He had no choice but to do as Soi commanded. He was injured, had no idea where Miaka was, or where he was for that matter. Worst of all, he felt helpless. He hated feeling this way. If only he could be sure that Miaka was ok. That was all that mattered to him. She was all he had left now. He couldn't lose her too.

To Be Continued

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