Project One and Project Two ~Zanvis FF~

Chapter Six ~Who is he really?~

Short Chapter! :(
-Okami

Zanes P.O.V

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"Would you stop that!" I spat, my blue frustrated eye glared at Travis.

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I groaned in annoyance, "Can't you hear me out?"

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Travis turned his head slightly for a better view at my pale face, "There's no explanation for what he did to you. What are you going to say? 'I let him break my arm!'" He mocked, "It's bullshit, he shouldn't be making you suff-"

"Does he ever hurt you?" I tilted my head, I would do anything to change the subject.

Travis was taken aback but he slowly walked over to me, taking my hand gently.

His eyes didn't meet mine, "Only once, that was a long time ago though."

I stepped closer to him and grabbed his chin to look at me properly. Travis hesitated before letting his emeralds scan my face.

"Are you suggesting something?" He said as I blushed deeply and pushed him away.

"No you pervert!" I shouted, flustered and angry. "How can you even make jokes in a place like this!"

Travis shrugged, smirking, "Who said I was joking?"

I clenched my fist and turned the other way, my face getting hotter.

"You're such an idiot."

"Sometimes but I'm not an idiot for thinking you're hot."

"Travis!"

He held his hands up in surrender, "OK I'll stop!"

***

I spent way to long trying anything to refresh my memory but still after every attempt I couldn't remember a thing about my life I had back then. I've only known myself as what Sebastian said to me.

"Hey Travis, do you have any idea who I am?"

A chuckle left his mouth as he adjusted his body so he could look at me.

"You're Zane."

I rolled my eyes, crossing my arms and tilting my head unintentionally, "No duh, snow white. You know what I mean. It's been bothering me..."

"In all honesty, I know that you were captured when you were five years old. You were taken here and put to sleep for fourteen years."

"What do you mean by years?"

"Your age for example I'm nineteen about to turn twenty. It's basically represents the number of years we grow."

I raised an eyebrow and asked him how old I was, given I had no idea.

"You're nineteen. Your brother Garroth, he's the oldest making him twenty-three while Vylad is fifthteen ." He made small imaginary circles on the solid ground as if he was trying to hopefully find a way out.

I know there's a way out...

It'll take time but one day Travis and I will run from this place.

We will all run from this place.

But not after, I show Sebastian what it's like to be tortured...