"I dont think so, I know so. You have to trust me on this, we will get out of here. Remember our promise?" Kuma said, looking at him with her knowing eyes.
Yes, Jonas remembered the promise. He remembered them both getting dragged to a test where they were tied to each other and thrown into a pool. Both of them almost died during that test and afterwards they had sworn that they wouldn't put up with the Magic Facility's tyranny for their whole lives.
He took a deep breath, that was a long time ago. The Tacuri had worn him down, he was starting to lose his will. If it wasn't for Kuma, Jonas didn't know where he would be.
I'd probably be about as sane as Joker. He thought with a shudder. He was glad he had someone like Kuma to keep him sane and her assurance that they'd escape and her faith in their promise made him feel as if it was possible.
"Of course I remember," he said softly, eyeing a guard coldly as they walked past before looking back to Kuma. For the first time in a long time, Jonas smiled,
"Between the two of us, I think we could find a way out."A crash in his cell caused Jonas to jump, thinking the Tacuri had returned for another torture session. Jonas sat up in his bed and looked towards the corner where he thought he heard some shuffling. His green eyes caught site of a girl, cowering in the corner of his cell. He narrowed his eyes at her and was about to tell her to leave but was interrupted.
"I...I'm so sorry I didn't know anyone was in here" The girl says frantically before her voice drops to a whisper,
"just please let me stay here until they pass....."Jonas looked at her skeptically, then shrugged and leaned back in his cot again, shrugging.
"Fine, but if we get caught it's on your head." He said impassively. He couldn't just kick her out, she seemed so desperate and scared, he looked at her out of the corner of his eye and wondered what they had been doing to her to get her that way.
"My dear I don't think its wise to stay there if they find out you in Jonas's cell, your going to get him in trouble." Kuma said, her voice echoing in Jonas's cell from where she sat in her own cell. He looked over at his friend as she began to distract the guards. He smiled and mouthed the words 'thank you' to her, then turned to the other girl.
"You need to get to your cell," Jonas instructed,
"If you don't, they'll just punish both of us more severely." He looked at her body, she was severely injured, and he couldn't help but feel the need to help her. He took a deep breath and motioned for her to come closer to him.
"Before you leave, though, come here. I'm a healer, I won't let them hurt a girl like that. He said, his eyes flashing angrily but his tone soft.
The guards finally left, leaving Kuma bloodied and seriously injured. Jonas looked to his friend as she slowly lost conciousness and clenched his fists. He would not let the Tacuri get away with doing these things to anyone anymore. It was inhumane and no one deserved that kind of pain.
He finally tore his eyes away from his bloodied friend, he'd see what he could do to help her when she woke up but for now he needed to heal the girl.
"Come on, we need to do this quickly, before they come back." He hissed, reaching out more impatiently.
He was relieved to see that the burns were already beginning to heal. He was grateful that he healed faster than others, it made it hurt just a bit less when he was taking on the pain and injuries of someone else.
Finally, he grabbed the girls wrist and closed his eyes tightly, preparing himself for the pain.
The first thing he felt was a searing pain in his neck where the girl had been shocked, then the rest seemed to come in, more electricity burns and stab wounds. Blood blossomed on his shirt as the new wounds opened up. Finally, they stopped coming and he opened his eyes, the life drained quite a bit from the green orbs, their light dulled. He gasped and held his chest, forgetting to let go of the girl's arm, the pain so severe.
He remembered her presence and his eyes shot to her face, glowing with health and life after Jonas's 'healing session'. It almost made him feel better seeing her looking so healthy. He released her wrist and pushed her towards the door, wincing at the pain that shot through his newly torn and burned arm.
"Go! Now!" He hissed through clenched teeth. He felt himself losing himself to a blanket of darkness and laid back, more than happy to give himself away to the sweet, painless sleep of unconsciousness.