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The next few days went by in a blur. One moment Tommy was in the infirmary, the dark browns and gold replaced with light yellows and silver. and the next moment he is in a war room he looked at the walls and cringed at the light colours. The darkness in Ren's kingdom was nice and let him avoid headaches right after waking up.
But now here he was standing in front of an altar with a staff in his hand and a ball in his other. he wasn't sure what was happening but he knew he needed to escape, he needed to escape, he wasn't ready to be a prince. especially if it wasn't Ren's kingdom. his mind ran a million miles a minute and for the first time in days Tommy could think clearly, he was in a desert, his family was gone.
where was he? why was he here? where was will? where was phil? ren? Tommy didn't know where he was and the smile on his wrist was laughing at him. He was scared. The air was caught in his throat and Tommy started coughing. He needed to breathe; he couldn't because the air wouldn't fill his lungs.
dropping whatever was in his hands tommy turned and ran, the doors were being guarded by two people but tommy needed out. he looked away from them and saw another door, it went to the back but it got him out so he bolted to the door and slammed his shoulder into the door and the hinges were weak leading to the door falling after one more slam.
The adrenalin ran through his veins leading to Tommy rushing to the right towards yet another door. behind that one was a small room with a single window. looking out Tommy saw it went out to a garden. The now loud group of people chasing after Tommy gave him no choice.
he shouldered the window again leading to glass being embedded into his shoulder but he hopped out and kept running. The sand made it hard to run but he needed to keep going. The air that once refused to enter his lungs filled them past capacity setting off a ping of hurt in his chest.
The walls were easy to escape, his small frame was easy to evade the guards' swords and bows. As he kept running he noticed a ravine, it was too large to jump across and would be too deep to survive the fall. He hasn't used his wings in years. they were banned in l’manberg so for years he hadn't used them but if there was a time to use them it would be now.
The shirt was easy to get rid of. The hard part was stretching them out as the ravine was coming closer and closer, it was now or never. diving into the ravine he took a deep breath and the air caught under his wing and he glided for a moment before flapping his wings and for the first time in nearly 7 years Tommy flew.
the air smelled salty and dry opposed to the wet and stale air in l’manberg. for once tommy could see for miles and he smiled at that. he could see the flag of another place, the same one as the sands. looking away tommy could barely see a house with the reds flag.
The house was barely in view but he could see it, no one could miss the clear red flag that was in the distance. flying higher and higher holding his shoulder which was still dropping blood. The flight was hard and he tried not to think about his wing cramping or the blood dripping down his arm. as he flew he started dropping and his body ran cold with the realization. He needed to land now before he fell out.
The descent was painful and Tommy questioned whether he was going to live or not by the time he hit the ground. He still wasn't all there, he was tired, his mind was screaming but he needed to land. As he kept descending his wings eventually gave out and Tommy plumited neatly 50 ft to the ground. The fall knocked him unconscious, even the adrenaline couldnt keep him awake.
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a loud thump brought skizz and pizza from their diplomatic talk, the girl was 16 now and insisted on going alone saying if any guard followed her she simply would not get the business done. skizz got up and smiled going to the door and opening. when he noticed tommy he knew the boy without a second glance. rushing out he ran to tommys side and picked the boy up.
as he ran in he yelled to pizza. “close the door! barricade it to” skizz yelled and pizza nodded. grabbing some blocks and covering the door. She tucked some hair behind her ear and tried to take a deep breath but the air got stuck in her throat. “who.. who is that?” pizza asked and walked closer to him. Tommy was laid on the table and skizz looked at his shoulder. “someone who means a lot to ren, my lord” he explained and grabbed his com messaging ren.
“do you know any first aid?'' Skizz asked and grabbed some bandages. pizza nodded and rolled up her sleeves. “I do… father taught me I can help '' she tried to get closer but skizz helf a hand up. “you won't touch him, you won't know his name and you will do what i say.” pizza nodded and looked at skizz with something less than fear in her eyes.
“i understand sir”
The two worked together, pizza grabbing things and handing them to skizz as skizz worked to fix Tommy. He was determined to make sure tommys shoulder before Ren got there. when skizz finished taking out the glass from tommys shoulder and taking a breath. “harper, grab me a needle and thread” skizz told her. it had been years since anyone but guards called pizza harper. standing for a moment pizza nodded and grabbed the things.
as she handed over the needle and thread there was a pounding on the door which made pizza jump. “skizz! open the door! where is my son!” skizz had never heard such venom in the king's voice. not when they were getting attacked or when they lost hundreds of men. Ren missed his son and he needed him again.