Murderous Intent

The red head wanted to say 'Everything' but he couldn't form the word.

"Wh-what's wrong?" Carlos continued to question the red head, his voice still shaking.

All he could do was shake his head, he hadn't really spoken in a long time which meant his voice was croaky and barely understandable.

"A-are you okay?" He asked, his voice shaky.

He tried to get up but couldn't, his whole body ached to much.

Scrambling to his feet, the dark haired male backed further away from the red head.

Skye recognised the voice, although he couldn't quite figure out why.

The sudden movement caused Carlos to stumble back and fall over. Raising his hands defensively in front of him, he began to shake slightly. "I-I'm not gonna h-hurt you..."

The man flinched and whimpered before moving away from Carlos fearfully. His vision was completely clouded, he could barely make out a shape other than a black blur.

Carlos noticed the red head walk past, and fearfully edged away as he watched him walk off. Though, as the red head collapsed Carlos felt a need to help him. Standing up, still terrified, he nudged Skye gently.

The red head was passing the enterance to the park, he didn't notice Carlos, not that his eyes could focus on anything to notice his surroundings anyway. He'd lost alot of blood, hadn't eaten in days and was in an awful lot of pain.
Eyes rolling to the back of his head he fell to the floor unconcious.

The dark haired male slumped on an empty wooden bench and began to brush his hair back with his hand as he looked around.

A few hours after the day began the red head had managed to get out. Finding the spell that had been on the shackles weakend when his brother slept.
He half walked, half limped around the town. Skye looked a state. Battered, bruised and bleeding.

From his experience at Leiard's home, something about Carlos changed. He thought, if people react in the same way I did when the red head bit when I'm gonna murder them... He daren't finish the entire thought, but it still changed his perspective on things.

Weeks passed, neither the red head or his brother had been seen by anyone.

The dark haired male walked away from the blue haired males home, still terrified of the red head.

Leiard watched Carlos walk away with a small smirk on his face. Turning back he went back to his brother in the basement.

The dark haired male merely ignored Leiard and walked away.

Leiard sighed and gave in, glancing back at Skye he lead Carlos from the room and shut the door behind the two of them.
"I'm sorry"

"... I want to leave." Carlos said firmly, looking at Leiard.

"Well?" Leiard asked

Carlos still seem uneasy about the situation, instead of answering he merely stared at the floor.

"You are... look he can't get you this time, don't you want to get your own back? He almost killed you, he's toying with you, he wants you scared, if he gets free you'll be the one he goes for after myself, don't you want to know you don't have to worry about that?" Leiard asked sounding sincere

"N-no." Carlos lied, still not making eye contact with the red head.

"You're scared of him arn't you"