Jemma
"So, wait, there's another me running around our universe as king? I'm afraid I really don't understand." Noah says, pacing around in the living room.
"Yes. And I wouldn't expect you to, I'm having trouble settling it all in and I've been fully in there for a week and a half."
"Wait, is Laye single?" He asks.
I sigh, "She's gay, Noah. Pay attention." I say. After he got out all of his worries about me and pinched me a couple times, he was back to my Noah. Unfortunately.
"Oh, yeah. Of course. What about Elle?" He asks.
"It's complicated." I say.
"Oh, Malachi. Yes. So that's a maybe?"
"Noah! Would you take this seriously? All of them have been captured, and they're going to kill my sister, and I don't know what to do to get back!" I bury my face in my hands.
"You want to leave?" He asks, suddenly looking heartbroken.
"Yes, I have to. I'm not going to run away when my sister and my friends are stuck in a death trap!"
"So you're just going to join them in that death trap? Does that sound reasonable? You guys are outnumbered. You can't break them out against an entire army." He says.
"I just need to get Charlotte out. She has secret powers, ones only I and Serenity know about. She doesn't know why, but she can do tricks with her mind. Mass murder, in just a snap of her fingers. Teleporting wherever she wants. Making people feel ways they wouldn't normally feel. She's amazing, really." I explain.
"So she's just going to snap and kill everyone in the building. Including you, and your friends. What a problem solved." He says sarcastically.
"She can choose who survives, stupid."
"I don't want you to get hurt." He says, looking away.
"Why do you even care? You never have, why start now?" I ask.
"Because, believe it or not, I actually care about your well being."
"Why? Why care about someone as useless as I am? The only thing I'm good at is existing and messing up. If it were Charlotte, she would have made good decisions with her life. My grandparents would care about her. She'd be living with them out in the country, and I'd be running from officers alone in Jaylemm. Frick, she wouldn't even have to deal with the burden of knowing me. And now because of me she's going to get murdered and it going to be my fault for being to cowardly to protect her." I say, very aware that I was rambling.
"Jemma, it's not you're fault. And you aren't a coward, you tried to protect her. And you want to know why I care about you? Jemma, you really are an idiot. I,"
He falls over unconscious.
"Noah!" I yell, running over to him. The front door opens, and someone walks in.
"He's such a weakling. Didn't even put up a fight." Noah says. Well, the one that wasn't asleep.
"What did you do?" I ask.
"This ones so much uglier than me. How can you possibly be attracted to that hunk of junk? He doesn't even brush his hair." He says, running his fingers through his own oiled back hair.
"What did you do to him?" I repeat.
The prince walks over to us, picking the unconscious Noah up with one hand, and then lets go, but before hitting the ground, he disappears.
"What,"
"Did I do to him? Don't worry, he's just asleep. And where did he go? He's in my castle." He interrupts.
"Give him back!" I yell.
"No."
"Why not?" I ask.
"Because, I need to be a step ahead." He says.
"For what?!" I yell.
"For all of you to be in my Court. You, Charlotte, Elle, Laye, and; oh." He inhales sharply, "I guess I'll take that guy Malachi, then."
"What? What about Serenity? And why do you want us in your court so badly?"
"Because you guys are powerful, well, minus Malachi, he's normal; and I need- protection? Yeah. I also need help fixing the System. The Seven is a crappy way to rule the universe, and I need help fixing it." He says.
"That sounds too dangerous to agree with." I say.
His voice raises to a yell, "You don't really have a choice, do you? I have healing abilities, and two of your friends are brutally injured, one dead, and one on the brink of death!" He says, calming down, "So do you want to be a part of my Court, where your health is guaranteed?"
I look at the ground. Dead and injured, because I'm too stupid to stay to protect them. I look up into his grinning eyes, and nod.