"Darguni!" Bradly hissed. "Come back! We're going to get in trouble!"
"Nah, we'll be fine. Jon Jon said that, after the riots, there was a little hole that any kid could get into."
"I'd rather live to my tenth birthday. Momma's going to KILL us!"
"She never said we couldn't."
Bradly yanked his hair. "I don't WANT to go into the Stockades!"
Darguni rolled his eyes. "Then say out here, and stop whining." He disappeared into the opening.
Bradly paced back and forth. On the one hand, if he followed Darguni in, he'd be in just as much trouble. On the other hand, if he didn't watch out for his little brother... He whimpered. He didn't want to go in there. He knew what was in there. Biting his lip, he slipped into the crack, and hoped for the best. "Darguni!" He hissed.
"Over here!" Darguni whispered.
"Ok, you've seen it, let's GO!"
"Bradly?"
Bradly shot straight up and froze.
"Bradly, is that you?"
Stiffly, he turned around, and stared at the ragged woman in a tattered dress.
"It is you! Sweetie! It's me! Your mother!"
"You're not my mother." Bradly stepped back.
"I know I look a mess." She wiped her face. "But it's me, sweetie."
"No. You're not my mother. Elunara is my mother."
The woman shook the bars in frustration. "That whore's perversions have warped your mind."
"No! Elunara is my mother because she WANTS me. She LOVES me. You never did. You never wanted me, and you HATED the fact that you had to DEAL with me while Dad was gone. You hit me for no reason, leave marks and bruises I had to hide! You are NOT my mother!" He pointed at her.
"That woman has warped your mind and made you misremember! Please! Go to the King! Make him see! Get me out of here!" She shook the bars.
Bradly put his hands over his ears. "YOU LIE!"
"The HELL is going on here?" A guard marched forward. "How did you kids get in here?"
"Bradly! Tell them! Tell them I'm your mother!"
"You are NOT my mother! Elunara is my mother! NOT YOU! NEVER YOU!"
The guard grabbed both kids by the arm. "Come on." He dragged them both out.
"YOU STUPID LITTLE SHIT!" She screamed. "I GAVE BIRTH TO YOU, YOU WORTHLESS LITTLE WORM!"
Tears streamed down Bradly's face, as the guard hauled them both out.
"Where are your parents?" He eyed Darguni. "You're that orc kid. I know where you should go." He eyed Bradly. "What of you?"
"Bradly is my brother." Darguni sighed. "I'm sorry, Bradly. I forgot about her..."
"Whatever." The guard hauled them out.
"The hell?"Another guard stood at the door.
"I don't know. I'm taking them to their parents."
At the training yard, the guard called out. "General Grogek? Are these yours?"
Grogek eyed the man. "Yes?"
"They broke into the Stockades. I have no idea how..."
Grogek frowned. "I think your mother should handle this one."
Darguni groaned. "I am so dead."
Bradly was just shaking, not saying anything.
The guard frowned down at the two. "The wife more terrifying than an orc?" He chuckled.
"By a fair margin." Grogek grinned.
The guard let go of the two. "I'll let you deal with them."
"Come on; let's go to your mother."
"I'm SO DEAD!" Darguni cried.
"Well, you should have thought about that before you did it."
"Well, sneaking in wouldn't have been that bad..." Darguni pouted. "If we hadn't of ran into Bradly's... whatever she is. I think she broke Bradly, now Momma's going to kill me for THAT."
Grogek frowned at the boy. "Now we really need your mother." He scooped up Bradly and started walking.
The stockade guard watched the exchange with some interest.
Grogek frowned at the sign. He lightly knocked.
Elunara stuck her head out. "Oh, hold on. Let me get dressed." She looked back. "Lucy, you might want to make yourself scarce." She closed the door and yanked her clothes on. Lucy grabbed her clothes and ran into her room.
Elunara yanked open the door and put her hand on her hip. "Now, what is going on?"
"The boys broke into the Stockades."
Elunara's eyebrows shot up. "How the...?"
"Apparently they had a run in with Bradly's birth mother as well." Grogek held out the shaking boy. "He's been like this since the guard brought him to me."
"Shit." Elunara reached out and pulled Bradly into her embrace. "It's ok, sweetie. I've got you."
Bradly began to cry onto her shoulder.
"I'm sorry, Momma. It's all my fault." Darguni dug his toe in the dirt. "Jon Jon told me of this break in the wall to get in... and Bradly tried to make me stop, but I didn't listen. He came in after me..."
Elunara's gaze sharpened. "You are in some serious shit, mister."
"I forgot about... that woman."
"You will start by taking your ass down to the Stockades and showing them EXACTLY how you got in."
"Yes ma'am."
"NOW!"
Darguni jolted and took off running.
Grogek sighed. "Will he be ok?" He put his hand on Bradly's back.
"We'll work on it. Send me Jordan when you see him."
He nodded. "I will." He leaned forward. "We all love you, Bradly. I love you, son." He turned and walked away.
"Come on, Sweetie. Talk to me." She walked to his room and sat down on his bed.
"I ne-never wanted... to see her again." He choked. He tightened his hold on Elunara. "I kn-knew tha-that she would be in there."
"Yeah, Darguni is in serious trouble."
"I couldn't... let him do it alone. What... what if something..."
"When you see Darguni doing something you know is wrong, come get me. If it's dangerous, go get a guard. You should know better."
"She was using that voice..." He cringed.
"What voice?"
"That... sugar sweet voice... the one she used on me in front of people she wanted to keep happy." He wiped his face on Elunara's shirt. "It was always like being forced to eat a candy you thought was gross." He curled up. "She usually used it when I embarrassed her in front of people, and she'd make me pay for it later." He whispered.
She hugged him. "I'm sorry. To be honest, I'm at a loss for how to help you. You see, when my mother banished me from Darnassus, I thought my emotions were dead. I didn't feel pain, I didn't feel anger. I wasn't heartbroken. I can tell you, that I heard those words echoed in my head, over and over and over for years. The reason my SI:7 codename was "the whore", was because that was the last thing she had said to me, and I wanted to take those words, and make them into nothing. The more you hear it, the less power it has, until it's just another word."
"I wish my emotions were dead." He muttered.
"No you don't. Because when I could not feel bad emotions, I could not feel good emotions. While I could not feel pain and anguish, I could not feel love, or happiness, or even simple joy. Everything was about tactile feeling, not emotional bonds. If Grogek had not opened my heart to love, I would not have my family. I never would have bothered to free you from your misery. You wouldn't have a brother... and you would be trapped under that cruel woman and wherever she decided to drag you. Would you prefer that life?"
Bradly shook his head and hugged her tightly. "You're my Momma."
"That's right."
"And I'm your dad." Jordan walked in and sat down. "Our family is what it is, because we have love. Not really something that lunatic understands." He held out his hands. "Come'ere kiddo."
Bradly climbed into Jordan's lap.
"You're ours now. No matter what was said, you're ours. None of us are willing to give you up." Jordan hugged Bradly.
Bradly sniffled and nodded. "I still miss my other dad." He looked up at the picture. "But you're my dad now." He hugged Jordan.
Darguni peeked around the door. "I'm sorry Bradly. I didn't mean to... break you."
Bradly sniffled. "I told you not to go in there."
Darguni winced. "I deserved that. I'm still sorry, though."
Bradly sighed and slid out of Jordan's lap. "I guess I can forgive you."
"You coulda told me..."
Bradly gave a shaky shrug.
"That's why honesty is a big part of this house." Elunara shrugged and stood up. "Be honest with each other, and you'll get in far less trouble." She sighed and put her hands on her hips. "Quite frankly, I'm disappointed in the both of you. Bradly wouldn't have had this shake up, if the both of you weren't where you shouldn't have been. If either ONE of you starts to do something you know is wrong and you can't talk them out of it, get a freaking adult.
You could get hurt, or killed. I'd have NO idea where you went or how to help you. You're supposed to look out for each other, not get each other killed. If you have a question about whether or not you can go somewhere, ASK. Find an adult, or just come to me. Hell, if you wanted to see the inside of Stockades so much, I could have taken you. Bottom line is, don't be stupid. I've raised you both smarter. Now, you will both sit in here until I figure out what to do with the both of you."
Jordan stood up and put his hand on Bradly's head. "It'll be ok. We love you, remember that." He scooted out of the room.
Elunara marched out.
Bradly sighed. "When Momma uses "stupid", you know we're boned."
Elunara sighed. "I'm torn between wanting to comfort my child, and wanting to smack him in the head for being a twit." She paced. "Stockades?! Are they SERIOUS?"
Jordan chuckled. "Boys, always wanting an adventure."