That's A Promise

"That's A Promise" is a [SEASON NUMBER] thread written on [IRL DATE].
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Indigo was sat against the stone wall of his prison cell, staring blankly at the wall and yet seeing nothing. He was entirely zoned out, deep in thought. It probably freaked the guards out a little.
He heard a familiar voice nearby and became alert, but didn't move.
Don't alert anyone. I'm not allowed to speak with you. Not for a long time. Please, for your own safety, go to the others on Haligan.
"I was." Storm whispered through the cell window. "They're all relieved and surprised that you're here and in jail. We're all supporting you, Indigo. You need anything, we'll get it. That's a promise." 
That's a relief, my friend. But it won't be necessary. I'm content in here and they're not mistreating me. Don't worry about me. Just go do whatever you wish for now. 
"How long are they going to keep you here? You might not be getting any older, but we are. I already miss you." Storm asked quietly, sounding distraught.
Twenty years. After that, I'm certain I'll be required to help out to show I've changed.
There was a sad whimper from the window. "That long? I won't get to see you for twenty years?" Storm sounded as though he might cry.
I should count myself fortunate it was such a small number. Do not be sad, because when I am released it will be even happier. Until then, take care of yourself, Storm. Be safe. 
Storm was trying not to get too upset and turned to leave, shaking slightly. "I'll see you then, Indigo." 
Indigo smiled sadly inside his prison cell, trying to be brave himself. He'd been excited to be free of his hatred... and now that he was simply in prison, he was content and calm. But not exactly happy. He missed his family.
See you then, Storm.
He called to the Night Fury's retreating mind.
Only once he was sure the dragon had wandered far away did he start letting himself cry. It wasn't a full on broken sob, but he was crying nonetheless.
He was startled when something dropped with a clatter through the bar windows. He scooted over to find a very familiar item sitting on the floor.
He was quite shocked to see it.
It still had a couple unfixed cracks, and was covered in dragon spit and mud.
But it was his.
His mask.
Phantom gently patted it and held it against his chest, a small smile on his face. He wasn't going to let this mask be the object of murder and hatred anymore.
It was going to be his new hope.
Category:BOTGD 2
Category:Events
Category:Act I
Category:Indigo Phantom
Category:Storm