(A/N Just a quick note for anyone reading, hope you enjoy the story so far. Yes I know it's a little obvious, deal with it. And sorry in advance for the Time skip 😜)

(One Year Later)

(Sky's POV)

I groan at the banging on the door. The same banging. Every. Single. Day. But I don't complain. I just get up and walk to the mess hall. Bruises cover my body, with one covering half my jaw. It hurts, but I'm used to it at this point. My back is a mangled surface of scar tissue, the three long scars the most dominant. Master had put salt in them last time. And the reason he does all this, is that I still won't bow to him. I act broken in every other way, except that. I never meet anyone's eyes. I always walk with my gaze on the ground. I don't really feel any emotion anymore, but I'm far from broken. But everyone else thinks that I am. Even with refusing to bow.

     I glance over at Barney, but he has no reaction. He lasted about half the year before he broke. When it happened, it actually made me cry. The first emotion that I'd had in months. The other slave that was my age died not too long ago. The other one is just the same as always. By now I must be fourteen, but I have no idea when my birthday was.

     But today would be like no other. I knew that from the second the outside door opened. At least five guards drag in a 14 year old boy. He kicks, twists and screeches at the guards, but I see that he's outmatched. A black bag covers his head from my view. But what catches my eye is the belt that he wears. It has a shiny, butter colored crest, with leather straps holding it on. The guards tear it off and chuck it all the way across the room. I almost hear Aleasa's voice whisper to me, "GoldenEye".

A spark of rage forms in my gut, and I quickly examine the rest of the boy. He wears black pants, with a white v-neck T-shirt. When the hood is ripped off, I suck in a breath. He has a brown emo haircut and green headphones. But his eyes were the most shocking. They are a crimson red. And when I look into his eyes, all I see is fear, but also courage, loyalty, kindness. He somehow looks familiar to me. Everyone of my instincts scream one thing: "Protect, Protect, Protect". And when the master walks into the room, I know what I must do.

I step in between the two, now gazing at the floor. "What is this! Get back over to the wall!", Master yells at me. If he gets too mad at me, he will run out of time to beat the boy. I don't move. Master snarls at me before punching me in the gut. I fall back, just in time to see the boy's look of horror. He probably saw my back. "Go take the newest slave to the cells. I have other things to do", Master snarls at the guards. They quickly obey, and soon I'm the last one in the room with Master. Won't this be fun.

(Time skip)

     I wake up back in the cell, a new set of bandages wrapped around my back. Damm that hurt. But I suspect that some of them, have already healed. I groan at the world, but scramble away when I hear something move to my right. I open my eyes to see none other then headphone boy. I instinctively scan him for any injuries, but he looks fine. He also looks terrified. "Uhh..... Hi?", I say, trying to break the ice. "Oh, uh H-hi! I'm Ty", he stutters. "Sky", I reply. I smile forms on my lips, and I'm a little shocked when I realize that I'm happy. Happy not be alone. Happy that Ty is here. But I'm also afraid that he'll get hurt.

"Just so you know that you can trust me, I was part of the GoldenEye army before I was captured", I reassure him. "Well that's good. You must be from another camp, but then again I didn't hear of anyone going missing. I'm from the 5th camp", he rambles. The confusion must of showed on face, because he then asks, "Unless you were captured before the army split into pieces? But that means that you were captured over a year ago!", he exclaims. I nod my head in confirmation. "But most slaves are broken after a few months! How are you not like them? They usually scare the prisoners till they can't think of anything else". "I guess that I'm just hard to scare, then". We both smile at that.

     He nervously looks at the bandages wrapped around my torso. "What did that guy do to you after I was dragged back here", he hesitantly asks. "You saw my back, right? Well, to be blunt, I was whipped", I confess. Ty looks back at me horror filling his eyes. "Doesn't that hurt?", he chokes out. I glance over my shoulder to look at the blood stained bandages. He smaller ones have probably healed up by now. "To be honest, it's hurting a lot more then usual", I admit. And it's true. I was actually close to passing out again.

     Ty looks very scared and afraid to be whipped. I make a spilt second decision right their. Ty has people who are looking for him, missing him. I don't want him to endure what I have.

"Ty, I'm going to get you out of here."