Polaris opened his eyes, they felt heavy and sore, he remembered back on the field, when one of zaraar”s men had thrown his limp body over their shoulders, he was fading in and out of consciousness, he could faintly remember a blurred image of Barak in his head, laying on the ground unconscious, he remembered the chains pinning him to the ground how labored his limbs felt as if they were about to fall off,

Then he remembered where he was, Zaraar had put him in the lowest cell he could find, the cell was dimly lit and he could barely see, he was being hung from the ceiling his hands bound by cuffs and chains, his body felt heavy, bruises and cuts all about, he could feel the blood trickle from his wounds, he had been beaten mercilessly for hours by zaraar's men while zaraar himself stood there smiling, after the beating zaraar mentally tormented him, forcing him to recite the prayers of junorra over and over again,

‘you must devote yourself to her daily’,

‘again’,

Praise the mother of the earth’,

All of the lessons Zaraar tried to impart upon him, for what felt like a few days, whispered and echoed through his mind, as he swung there helplessly, his vision blurred and doubled,

He heard the cell door open, he looked up and there she stood, Adalynn, his mother, she walked towards him hurriedly, she undid the cuffs and he fell to the ground, she tried to help him up but he pushed her away, he glared at her, not saying a word, he got up and limped out of the cell, he made his way through the familiar dungeon-like passage way, he passed multiple cells, old blood stains were all that could be seen, he knew why those blood stains were there all to well, for this was the place that the enforcers for the clan would take captured ‘targets’, eventually he found his way outside and when he stepped outside, the soft warm rays of the sun warmed his cold face, the air felt crisp on his skin, as he slowly took a deep breath, he looked over to his side, there was Levant sitting waiting on him,

"You’ve been gone for an entire week”, Levant said, handing over a white hoodie to Polaris

“Yeah,not by choice this time”, Polaris answered, taking the hoodie out of Levant’s hand,

“one day Pol, One day”, Levant said, looking at Polaris’ beaten and bruised body as he zipped the hoodie up,

“you look like shit”, Levant said, chuckling lightly,

“the fuck were you expecting me to look like after spending a week in there”, Polaris said, pointing to the grey, heavy metal door, he emerged from a minute ago,

“fair point”, Levant said, throwing his hands in the air slightly,

"I'm gonna get cleaned up and then we can leave cause i don't want to be here right about now". Polaris said as he went inside the house,

Meanwhile...

Aster sat down on the cold ground, light barely shining through the window from his cell, he sat there with his hand on his knees twitching his fingers as he just stared at the iron bars,

The door creaked open and in walked Canaan, he walked in pulled up a chair and sat looking at aster all gleefully with a big grin on his face,

"So how we doing today...huh ?" He asked in a very jolly tone, aster just looked at him and a wicked grin came over his face,

"And what is that look for" Canaan asked as he stopped grinning and now he had a cold look in his eyes,

"I’m getting out of here today, a week is long enough and now I'm getting very bored of being in here" aster said, his green eyes held no doubt within them,

"Hahahahahaha" Canaan chuckled,

"from a kid you always had a sense of humor....I'm glad to see it hasn't faded....but how are you gonna get out of here ?" Canaan asked, but before aster could reply Canaan felt a blade at his throat and a hand on his head,

"Now if you move I'm either going to fry your brain or slit your throat, I haven't quite decided yet" Barak said as he smirked,

"aster you ready to leave or what ?" Barak asked to aster,

After got up and walked towards the cells bars as as he got closer they began to shake and by the time he got in front of them they bent away from him as he walked straight through without meeting any resistance,

"You may have most of the clan fooled but I can see it in your eyes...there cold and sharp without a trace of warmth or compassion in them" aster said to Canaan as he was walking towards the door,

“you can count me out for voting for you as next clan leader”, Aster said,

“oh, then you choose to side with Zaraar, a man who willingly tortures Polaris whenever he see’s fit, A man who thinks the only way forward is to venerate the gods”, Canaan said,

“ I never said I would vote for him either, as for as I’m concerned if it isn’t enforcer business, then both of you can burn in Etanma’s flames of hell for all I care”, Aster said,

" since we were observing each other earlier, here’s mine to you, you may have everyone fooled but I know that somewhere deep within you you've noticed it to, you've never once won a fight against barak, I beat your ass last week and you couldn't even get out of here by yourself so stop feigning that confidence, you know that you are pathetic, you rely too much on others to help you", canaan said calmly to aster,

Aster threw his hoodie over his head and walked through the door with Barak close behind him.

Aster and Barak entered the courtyard and saw that Levant and polaris were there waiting on them and as the four reunited they sat and started to talk about the week that passed,

Off in the distance in a tree, the mysterious person grinned as she stood up she looked in the direction of the village.

“I’ve observed them for a week”, the stranger said,

“they will be perfect”,