Eien let his blade fall to the ground with a thud. He stood there in utter shock,or rather he just didn't know how to take this situation. He only had to glance at his arm once to notice the hole located on it. He could feel the bullet, which was still inside his arm.
Before Eien could think any farther about the situation, his thoughts were interrupted by the sound of another alarm. He sent a slight glance at Altid, who looked more surprised than him. Altid, with swift movements, pulled out his gun and shot at the man. The rebel let the gun slip through his fingers and fell to the floor bleeding.
Eien looked down at the man, who was right before his feet. Eien didn't have time to think, as once again he was halted. This time by a single voice, "STOP!"
The person's cry pierced through the darkness like a sprint of light. Eien watched as Red's glowing body dashed towards the fallen man, impossibly fast. With no movement he watched, Red clutch the bleeding man toward her chest, gently cradling his wounded body as her light seemed to encompass him. Eien could feel her fierce gaze on him.
"Stop", she enunciated softly. A swirl of silver and gold light spun around her and the rebel she protected, the rebel who was bleeding to death in her hands. Eien didn't move. He watched quietly, a familiar feeling overtook him. He couldn't help but feel as if this whole thing happened before. But where?
"They're nothing to you." Pulled from his thoughts. Eien stared at Red, his eyes held no emotion.
"Just a bunch of pesky rebels you don't need or want to... Waste your time on," Each word was said carefully, making them sink even deeper. A small smirk formed on Eien's face. But it held a hint of despair rather then pride. Red had moved closer toward Eien, but he kept still waiting for her to continue.
"We won't put up a fight, you won't have any more ugly holes in your ceiling or blood stains on your plush carpets," she said dryly. "Let the rebels and my Colours go, and you can have any one Colour of your choice. You can have me." Eien didn't say a word. His expression couldn't be seen anymore as he had his whole head downward, not in shame, but rather as if he was in deep thought. Before he could answer he was once again stopped by yet another color, Green.
"No. Red! Please, we can escape! Don't-!"
"Red. Any Colour they take, I won't abandon. That's a promise."
Eien continued to have his head down. What beautiful words everyone was saying. Sweet, Beautiful, Pitiful words. Eien's whole body started to shake, then a loud laugh erupted that echoed across the entire prison. It was dry and forced, and if it wasn't for the bullet in his arm, Eien would have fallen over.
His laughter only lasted a short minute, before Eien' s attention turned toward the soldiers behind him. Silently he gazed at each one with a serious expression. His eyes stopped on a single soldier, who held a small knife, "Give me the knife."
Eien's expression was calm, but it hid something sinister. This scared the soldier as he hasn't seen Eien this way before. He was hesitant to hand him the knife, but broke down after noticing Eien's cold gaze on him. He handed the knife to Eien, and in return he gave the soldier a slow nod, "Thank you."
Without farther words Eien walked toward an open flame, which was sitting on a torch attached to the wall. Lifting up the knife he heated it in the flame. Once Eien was sure the knife was hot enough, he jabbed the knife into his wound making a spine tingling noise.
Everyone was in shock at this bold and insane move, only being able to stand and watch him. Seconds, which felt like minutes, passed until the small bullet popped out of his wound, and onto the ground below. Once spotting the bullet Eien dropped the bloody knife beside it.
A stream of blood dripped from his worsening wound, and even though it looked unbearably painful, Eien's face showed nothing but a simple smile. His gaze focused on Red and the dying man in her arms, and with no words he walked toward the two.
It was in the blink of an eye, leaving no one the chance to take in the situation. It was to fast and quick. Without a single warning Eien had taken up Kira in his right hand, and cut off the rebel's head in cold blood. The color of crimson splattered everywhere covering Eien, Red, and the others who were near the incident. All rebels in the room could read the atmosphere, and one by one they all ran outside with the others, escaping from the prison. No one was left, but the Colours, a few soldiers, and the Primes.
"You are right, Red. They are nothing to me. Just a bunch of pesky rebels I don't need or want to spend my time on. Including that one with no head." Despite his expressionless face, his word's had a hint of delight in them.
"You know, before this whole incident started I thought you would be an interesting opponent...but it seems I gave you to much credit." He let out a sigh as he twirled Kira around in a circle. The guards beside him were very cautious, as to not get hit by the twirling blade.
"Maybe it is my fault for believing a child could be entertaining." Eien pointed the blade at Red's forehead, but slowly lowered the weapon. "You call yourself a leader? What I see is a coward, who can't protect anyone. Do you really believe by offering up your life, that it would solve this whole problem? If you take the punishment for another person that would be enough? What blind foolishness. You're just like a new born child. Helpless and naive about the situation before you." Eien's eyes were unwavering as he stared at Red.
"Let me give you some advice Little Red. Instead of trying to shoulder the mistakes of the people around you, start letting them take responsibility for their actions. You can't safe everyone." Eien turned his attention to the soldier who handed him the knife, "Tell the soldiers outside to let the Rebels pass, and that their Colours are leaving with them also."
The soldier nodded and raced outside, announcing the news. Eien turned to Red once again, "So Little Red. You may leave now. Or do you wish for more people to die? If it was me I would take this opportunity to save yourself and the rest of the Rebels and Colours. Now go. Go while I'm showing you mercy."