Your Bunny

Arius was seated at a cold hard table, the bag on his head finally removed. Alfred was across from him, looking stern.

"Name?"

"Phil."

"Your full name."

"Adam."

"Phil is your first name?"

"No."

Alfred waited a moment for Arius to say something else but it never came. "What is your first name?'

"John"

"Really? Because you look more like a Jarres to me." Alfred acted as if he knew what he was talking about. He would never be able to put together that his legal name was Philip Adam Johnson. "How old are you?"

"Sixteen." It seemed he was found out, but Arius still would never admit to being Jarres. Or even admit to his current name.

"Jarres was forty..." Alfred chucked darkly. "So what? Are you his illegitimate son?"

"I wish, I hear the guy was quite skilled." Arius smirked.

"Yes, well, he was a lot of things."

Arius, with a smile on his face leaned back in the cold metal chair and looked up at the ceiling.

"So why did he send you?"

"Who?"

"Pierre Keanu!"

"I don't know."

"What do you mean you don't-!" Alfred almost lost it. "You came for your bunny?"

"Maybe." Arius actually didn't know, was he here to rescue 'his' bunny or simply a member of the bunny bunch? He thought perhaps it was the latter, since there was no reason for him to claim a girl he'd just met. She was beautiful, and even better that was was immortal, but was it love?

At that moment, he'd begun to believe it was a mere attraction, especially when he thought about all the troublesome things she'd done.

"What else could you be here for? Unless you're here to finish what she started?" Alfred was annoyed, and annoyingly confident... on top of that he was also paranoid.

"Haven't you come up with a third option?" Arius sagged his shoulders.

After a bit longer of Arius talking in circles, Alfred Bennett stood up a left the room silently. Arius was left to his own devices in the small room. It was darkly lit, and when Alfred unlocked and opened the door to leave, Arius could see it was dark on the outside too.

The size of the room was enough to make one feel claustrophobic, yet it felt wide enough since it was empty, all except for the chairs and table.

With Arius's strength, breaking the small chain on the handcuffs was an easy feat. He'd hit it on the chairs backrest a few times and it snapped, not without denting the chair a bit though. Now as for getting out of there, Arius had his phone and card on him, naturally he didn't bother with his phone as he assumed he wouldn't get a signal.

He shoved his card into the door crack in hopes that it would unlock, which didn't work. Seeing this, he ran a hand through his slightly overgrown hair, and then pulled out a pin that had been unnoticeable until now.

He put an ear up to the door to check If there were any guards in the hallway, then put the hair pin into the keyhole. He was a bit rusty when it came to picking locks, so naturally it took longer than he expected, in fact, maybe twenty minutes more than first thought?

He let out a sigh of finality, and when he opened the door he was mildly shook when he saw Asrael kneeling down with a bent paperclip in his hand. They were both still for a second, only after Arius smiled did Asrael think to stand up.

"Why do you have a paperclip?" Arius asked as he saw Asrael move out of the way, and he followed by stepping out of the room.

"Bertie was put into the same cell with me, he keeps the most random things on him." Asrael explained as he pinched the steel wire between his thumb and index figure.

Berite stood off the the side, the hallway was dark and so Arius didn't notice him immediately. The heavy man still had his hands cuffed behind his back, while Asrael's wrists were completely freed.

"Anyway, now that you're out, help me unlock Kane and Lufti's door." Asrael began walking down to the end of the hall.

"Right." Arius spoke softly as he noticed the fresh blood on Asrael's jeans.