Corruption Of Our Minds and Hearts Underneath The Masks

Sam's warning echoed through Jimmy's mind as he fumbled down the stairs in the middle of the dark.

"I've been given special permission to engage."

He needed to keep them safe.

As the canary he had to warn them and keep them safe.

The bad luck of his kind would not be the downfall of Tommy and Grian

Jimmy rummaged through an old box.

Looking for the machines that he swore he'd never need but kept anyway simply because Tango had made them.

As he found the machine he turned to his brother and smiled sadly at the sight of the sleeping figure.

He promised he'd do anything to protect them.

The thoughts fumbled as he gathered his papers and files from the office in his house. He slipped back and stared at Grian, Tommy's attack coming back to him.

The government never tried to protect them.

They never cared about hybrids, that was something that he swore to change.

This wasn't how he figured he would change the world.

"Forgive me for this Grian." He whispered softly as he slipped down on the ground and wrapped the device around Grian's leg.

Grian woke up to a horrified yell coming from up the stairs as he struggled to get out of the couch, his leg pounding and feeling heavier than usual.

A thud could be heard as Tommy flapped down the stairs one leg hanging down further than the other. "That fucker, put an ancle moniter on me! Who does he think he is? I call him dad and this is what I get?"

Grian blankly stared at him before looking down at his own leg.

Fuck.

Tommy wobbled as he landed his eyes glaring daggers into the door. "He left for work and placed us on house arrest."

The hero stared at him blankly before fumbling around and calling Jimmy.

Hey, sorry I couldn't answer, please call me later!" Jimmy's voice called through the voicemail as Grian tossed his phone back down on the couch, his wings fluttering up in fear as he realized what this meant.

They were trapped.

Jimmy had trapped him in his house.

A few hours had passed as Grian struggled to find some way to get rid of the awful device that tied them down in the house.

The lights of the living room shined brightly as the smell of vanilla candles wafted through the

room.

It was too much of a cheery feeling and setting for the avains as they knew that they weren't in the house of their own volition.

Grian tapped on the window in aggravation as Tommy paced back and forth anxiously, his wings fluttering as he paced in the living room. "Tommy, would you stop? Jimmy won't be back from work for a few more hours."

The teen glared at the hero and plopped onto the couch. "Sure whatever you say, I can't believe he put us both on house arrest for who knows how long"

Grian groaned as he watched the teen flip on some random cartoon on the tv.

Last night's conversation slowly came back to him.

Jimmy hadn't explained why he was in Tommy's room for so long or why he looked so spooked and literally placed a house arrest lock on him and Tommy.