Peter heard commotion outside his cell, but he didn't bother to look up. Someone was outside, which meant he wasn't alone. When they came inside, it wouldn't be nice. His relief at not being the last person alive on the planet was always short lived when it was followed by yet more torment.

( Reality )

Peter no longer had his one companion here in his dark prison. The Templar who had disobeyed his bretheren to help Peter had been found out. Peter was well and truly alone.

( Delirium )

When Daniel entered Peter's cell that day, he saw something that terrified him to his very core. Peter was on the floor near his bunk, shaking violently. His chains had wrapped around one of his legs, which was sticking up in the air, chains rattling ominously with his movements. It seemed he had vomited because there was a pool of sick only ( Read more... )

Daniel was worried. It seemed like a logical thing to be when caring for someone who was being held captive. Peter had seemed to hold on to himself at first, but now he was slipping away. He hardly responded when Daniel when to see him, and that was what worried him the most.

( Break Me )

Peter was slowly losing his rationality. He had no way of knowing how long he had been down here in the dark. Maybe it had just been a few days and it seemed like longer because it was terrible. Maybe time wasn't moving at all. Maybe everything else in the world had fallen away, and this was all that was left ( Read more... )

Daniel had fallen asleep with the book on his face, though he was awake and in his gym by the time Dragonetti returned, along with several of his flunkies. That was for the best. If Dragonetti had caught him sleeping underneath a book, he probably would not have been kind about it. He was sure that was some kind of sloth. Instead Dragonetti ( Read more... )

Daniel left Peter Kemp and he returned to his small room just down the hall from Peter's. He had never expected that one day the cell would be occupied. In his opinion, the Templar were a group of thundering loonies who were afraid of their own shadow. The thought of them actually finding the Antichrist was laughable ( Read more... )

This time, Peter saw the light in the hallway turn on, illuminating the lines around the edges of the door. He had either had his back towards it or he was too busy having panic attacks to notice it before now. This time he lifted his head and he had the forethought to squeeze his eyes against the brightness in the few seconds before the door ( Read more... )

For Peter, consciousness faded in and out; fleeting and momentary in it's presence. He barely noticed when there was a small sound at the front of his cell. A moment later the smell of food reached his nostrils and it hit Peter in the stomach as if he had been slammed into by a sizeable lorry. His hunger twisted itself painfully in his belly and ( Read more... )

There was still so sign of Peter and it distressing the hell out of Aly. She felt the grief of two people; one missing a husband and the other missing a brother and best friend. It was a strange dichotomy of emotion, but it all meant the same thing. They had to find Peter and they had to do it soon.

( SIBLING REUNION! )