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five just stood there completely frozen like he was on a mine and was afraid to detonate it. in front of him was a killer who had just killed six people with magic without mercy and guilt. slowly but surely with slow steps seven walked up to Ed, the steps were heavy with fear and anger which five saw help run over as seven was shaking. if it shook off the anger programming they had to fight better or the screaming programming that was there to make them run away was beyond five. Seven stood in front of Ed and gave him a look, Ed returned the look with a look that was lighter and...happier?
"How is it? you guys are ok right? I didn't get you covered in too much blood, I hope, because it would have been difficult to wash it off"
"Why did you do it? it was totally UNNECESSARY!”
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Ed didn't know what to say. Unnecessarily? It was absolutely necessary when people were trying to kill one and now this drone was standing in front of him and scolding one as if they were a child who had taken money without permission. Ed doesn't even know what #arrest# is, and now they were standing there with the volume on their speakers at max, saying they could arrest them.
Ed took a step towards seven and stood in the face (camera?) of it, staring into the lens of it.
"Don't think you can decide how I deal with plague. I've been doing this for years and it's always the same, they see one, they attack, they steal, and they disappear. always the same thing over and over again"
Seven's lens was fogged after Ed was done. There was metal against asphalt in the background but he ignored it, too busy with the drone in front of him to think about it. seven seemed to shake with clenched hands as if it wanted to beat Ed into a coma.
"I don't know how you do things down here, but where I come from it's completely normal-"
something cold was placed on Ed's hand with a 'click'. He looked down at his hand and saw handcuffs on the hand with glowing orange text on it. The text squirmed on the metal like a snake in the water. Ed tried to break free with his magic, but it didn't work, as if the shackles absolved the magic and amplified it. He tried to tear it apart with his strength but it produced the same result. He began to feel weak in his arms and legs as if all strength had gone from them. Ed looked next to him and saw five standing there with an outstretched arm against the shackles with a key in the other hand. Ed tried to hit five in the head to take the key but he just collapsed on the floor with his eyes slowly closing. the last thing he heard was the traitor talking to someone on a box that sat on the shoulder which was now in the hand that five put the shackles with, then he neither saw nor heard anything.
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Fem doesn't know how long it was in the station but it has been at least 3 hours. they were interrogated by guards and now there was only paper work left to do. they had called the guards to arrest Ed for murder and unauthorized use of magic, they also found out that the guard who was at the door to the bunker was found dead with a broken neck and severed legs. so it was decided that it was most likely that Ed was from out there in the wild which was illegal outside the guard at the door permit. the guards decided to lock Ed in a prison until they have all the information documented in a binder so they can keep track of what had happened and who he is in case he escapes, which is impossible because no one has escaped anti-magic shackles for several years.
When everyone was done with the investigation for the day, everyone went home to think about what had happened during the day, five couldn't stop thinking about it, the red glowing eyes that it hadn't seen blink once.
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At the same time in a prison two red eyes opened, one with blood all around the eye while the other had nothing around.
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just had to wait until it was time =)