Time for Answers
Zuzana had finally beaten the bastard in this fight. His crappy apartment now looked even worse, blood stains soaked into the floor, furniture broken, even the fridge had a rather large dent in it. The only reason she managed to reign victorious over this asshole was by taking Dusk's advice. "If I'm ever into much of an angry rage or bloodlust to listen to reason or really be stopped, don't be afraid to beat my skull in with anything heavy you can find okay? I'll always be fine, I may be unconscious for a bit but, I'll be good." Luckily, Dusk's information and advice really paid off for once. Acair was still dead asleep, his head soaked in blood, as well as some of his face, his hair wet from the blood, but thanks to his black hair, it just looked like his hair was wet with water, not blood. She made sure to tightly tie down the brother with any rope she could find. At this point, there was more rope and blood than man, which Zuzana found humorous. Her thought's where tugged away when she heard the gentle moaning of Acair finally waking up. "Ah, Prince Charming is finally awake? About time." Both her gaze and voice ice cold and ready to kill at a moments notice. "How....did you know I would be fine and how do you know my real name?" Was all he mumbled. That she could understand and for once was willing to answer the questions. "If you really are Acair Henderson, I know because I know your sister. Dusk Henderson." As soon as she said that name, his head shot up, all grogginess he had was gone.
"Dusk is alive!? Oh, thank god! How is she doing? Where is she now? Is she okay?" Acair suddenly starting to boil to the brim with questions about his beloved sister. Dusk wasn't wrong....her brother really did love her..she was lucky. "Hold on. I will answer your questions if you answer mine, so mine first or I leave and never return." Her voice still just as ice cold, and Acair simply shut his mouth, thought for a few moments then nodded. "Ask away. I will answer anything possible." His voice sounding rather cheerful, that made Zuzana smile on the inside, but her face and voice were blank now. "This question is more from Dusk herself that I've heard her mutter more to herself than anyone. Why did you leave? Where did you go?" Zuzana was calm but Acair lowered his head rather slowly in what looked like pain, regret, and shame. "She must be so worried...and still looking for me. Untie me please and I'll explain, I want to wash the blood out of my hair. Knowing that you know my sister I won't leave and I'll explain the truth." Was all he said, and Zuzana paused and suddenly smirked. "And if you try to suddenly attack me?" Her voice was calm but he had an answer she didn't expect. "You can kill me. There is a way but it's incredibly hard, I have it on a special knife in my room. I'll even take you to it." Was all he said, and despite all her training, instincts and abilities, she calmly walked over and began to cut the ropes away and as soon as he got up he began to stretch and rub his wrists.
"I'll admit you can tie someone down well. Make's me believe you're one kinky fucker." Was all he said and Zuzana just simply stood their, unamused look on her face as he headed for the bathroom, and sure enough, when she came in, he was shirtless, washing his hair over the tub's faucet. She was right, he was very well built. He'd be good in a fight, probably with more brute strength than how Dusk was with being agile and quick, not to mention this man looked handsome for being related to Dusk, which was really saying something. Her thoughts were torn away from his possible abilities in a fight and to his half blood-soaked, soapy head, making a small smirk appear on her face for a few seconds. "I won't be much longer, help yourself to whatever and I'll explain when I get out, but dam did you really have to tear my house apart too?" He said it rather irritated but all Zuzana did was shrug and began to walk away. "Sorry, I can pay for it, anyways hurry the fuck up or I will kill you." Soon she found herself sitting on the couch, waiting for him to come back as she began to mess with a nearby small random ball, most likely made to help with stress when Acair came out maybe three minutes later with a towel on his head a black T-Shirt slung over his right shoulder , and a beer in his hand as she sat down on the other sofa in front of her with the coffee table in-between them. Well, shattered coffee table at this point. Zuzana couldn't help but look Acair over when he wasn't looking and to busy opening his beer.
"Okay so, why I left Dusk correct?" As he asked he was drying his hair off and taking a sip from the beer and she just calmly nodded, wanting this to be hurried along as she focused on the conversation at hand. "Why I left her is because a long time ago, our mother Emilia, made a deal with a dark entity that would be, later on, he would come to get something precious from my mother, and instead of giving up my sister as he wanted and both my mother was willing, He instead gave his life for ours. Well, I soon learned that came with a price as well, that he would come back to make a deal with me in exchange for my sister. As a naive kid, I made the deal before asking the price, to make her life easier. Dusk always gave me anything I asked for that she could afford, and any time it was too cold in our shack, after our mother had committed suicide and we had to leave, She would give me her blankets. She would buy special treats for me, made sure I was full before she was. She worked more jobs then I could imagine back then, all to make sure I was well enough, hell she soon made enough money from our old house and that land turned into a graveyard, and her jobs to send me to a decent school. I just wanted her to have a better life so..." Acair passed as he seemed to struggle to keep going, she could understand how it was painful, she didn't say anything as he sat there, his head down, water still dripping from the ends of his hair and a towel around his neck. Even the shirt he had slung over his chest already looked damp but, she didn't mind the view. A full minute or so passed before he took a sip of the beer and went on again. "I made a deal with I later learned was called "The Doll Maker." He likes to make people he's made deals with into dolls, or the ones they care for, only to burn or sell later on. I figure that's what must have happened to my father. So when I learned that at the price of making her life easier..." Acair soon pausing, as Zuzana found herself leaning forward, wanting to hear the end of this more badly than she expected.
"Was the price of her own life, because I treasured her most, he made an agreement that her life would be easier but I could never see her again. I could never send her notes, talk to her. He mostly meant I could never contact her again or he would take her from this earth and I would never hear from her again. So, that night I foolishly made the deal with that price, he sent me home, ready to travel. I made sure to cover her up, keep her warm, give her some food and money and then, I left. Last thing I remember hearing was she gave our old house away to a man who taught me how to disarm or steal. It makes me smile any time I think about it actually and...ever since then, We've never seen each other and I've been trying to make sure of that." Was all Acair said as he went back to drinking his beer, the past clearly painful for him to talk about and for once, Zuzana could understand why. Acair and Dusk had a closer bond then she could have imagined and with that on the line, what happened to Dusk's father. "You can't tell her this." Zuzana's thoughts went quiet as she looked up, only to see a icy glare that would bring death to anyone coming from Acair, like a reflection of her own glare. She would fight him again if need be but she understood why he didn't want Dusk to know. "I understand, and...I won't tell her I promise but, we need to get you out of this town, do you understand me? Dusk is close to this town and that means your house. If she sees you...." Acair put his hand up, to stop her from continuing her sentence. "I know. I know. I will need your help though since you destroyed my house." Acair's smirk, the one that brought trouble was just like Dusks, and now she could see where he got it from, or well who he had gotten it from.
"Of course, I'll keep her from seeing you. We will leave by sunset tomorrow, meet me by the edge of the woods outside of town and ready to go. Although for now, I need to go. Dusk is most likely getting confused on why I am not back and may head out to look for me soon." As she said it and went to stand, he stopped her for a moment. "Wait, Just..." Acair didn't have to say anything as Zuzana for once let out a small smile. "Dusk is alright, she still secretly looks for you but, she has become a good person despite being an angry bitch all the time." As she said it Acair suddenly went from worried to smiling to the brim with happiness. "She has our father's sudden temper." His voice was kind and calm and although Zuzana wanted to stay and ask more questions about Dusk's past, she didn't and instead left, soon having to get ready to help Acair escape so Dusk wouldn't find her. Something she couldn't believe she was doing but it was for Dusk's sake, if she didn't do it, she would lose someone she saw as a sister by now. Even if it meant Dusk saw her as nothing but a horrible person who would betray anyone when they saw fit, it would be worth it if Dusk would survive. Not to mention he would have to ask what type of poison he was talking about that could kill him, then again it could have been a bluff, but the way he spoke, his confidence...she didn't think he was lying.