These Wars Of Ours {MiniStar/Sidepack AU}

Vikk

"Oh my god! Vikk! Are you okay?"

Tobi pocketed the gun, not caring that this may be a trap and he may have just gotten baited. He didn't care. Vikk was in a much worse state then they origanially thought, and this was a really serious issue. There didn't seem to be any signs if danger, and maybe Tobi just wasn't thinking, but his friend was such a mess it was unbelievable.

Vikk had dark bags under his eyes, his hair shaggy and unkempt as if it had been yanked or pulled. He had large bruises all over his body, bruises bad enough to still be seen over the lack of light, and a pretty bad black eye. The boy was clutching his ribs so Tobi could only guess they had been broken, and there was so much blood Tobi was surprised Vikk was still breathing.

"Vikk? Vikk get up, please. Vikk!" Tobi was screaming, shaking the younger boys shoulders. Tobi looked up and over at Harry with pleading eyes, as if begging the blonde haired boy to do something. Harry only shurgged, his eyes full of worry and fear as Tobi turned back to the smaller.

He heard a small groan come from beside him and he instantly looked at the small body beside him, the small boy starting to wake up. Tobi sucked in a large breath of air as if in waiting, Harry falling silent with all eyes focused on the boy in front of him. Vikk let out a small groan of discomfort, or maybe it was pain, and reached up to rub his eyes, the chains yanking his hands to a stop right before he could.

Chains, that was a new one.

"Harry, go find those keys. I don't care what you have to do to get them, kill the fucker if you have to, tell Preston we found them," Harry nodded quickly before launching himself back upstairs, his tuff of light brown hair disappearing at the stairs.

Vikk was starting to wake up now, his fast twisting in panic before he caught Tobi's glance, the two looking at each other for a second, neither of them saying anything, Vikks face curling into shock before he started to cry. He started to cry so much that Tobi felt obligated to comfort him, because after all in all the time and stuff they went through he had never seen Vikk cry before. He wrapped his arms around Vikks shoulders only to realize how dry and cut up his skin was, how torn the uniform he was still wearing was, and Tobi instantly pulled back in fear of hurting him.

"S-simon," Vikk mumbled out, Tobi's eyes widening in shock at the name. He was so caught up in what could be the death of Vikk he forgot about the other, and the fear set in when he knew the taller blonde was no where to be seen.

"Simon? Where's Simon, what happened to Simon," Tobi asked softly, hiding the worry that was so clear in his voice. He had known Simon since forever, on the train Simon was one of the only people Tobi knew, and he prayed, he prayed, that Simon was safe.

"S-simon, Simon wouldn't wake up. I tried Tobi, I tried so m-much," Vikk hiccuped, his voice breaking as much as Tobi's heart was. "I tried so fucking hard Tobi, I t-tried to save him."

Tobi's heart was shattering, falling faster then Vikk could speak, and he could feel the tears start to water in his eyes. He could hear Vikk start to wail beside him, and he couldn't help but want to join in.

"Are you sure he's dead? He wasn't just knocked out or something?" Tobi asked, his voice being a little to hopeful.

"I don't know. I don't know, I'm so tired Tobi. L-let me sleep," Vikk mumbled out, his form slouching against the wall, his eyes starting to flutter shut as he sat.

Tobi couldn't help but shake his friends shoulders, fear of loosing him far to strong now.

"Stay awake Vikk. Hold on until Harry gets here, just a little bit longer, please. I need to go find Simon," Tobi said softly, making Vikk mutter a half hearted promise to stay awake, before rushing down to the end of the dungeon.